Deadly Desires (3 page)

Chapter 12: Greg’s Curse

I woke up the next morning and things felt a little off. I took what the box said personally. I never took curses personally, but when a box shouts it, that’s different. I had a client who I had to see today for an abstract sculpture. They wanted it to be the focal point of their house. I hoped I could deliver, but something told me I wouldn’t be able to. I felt sick and nauseous. I didn’t think it was a cold or a flu either. I felt drained. I hope it didn’t affect my art. I was becoming very popular and successful lately.

There was a knock on the door. It was my new client and she seemed really nice. “Hi I’m Greg, you must be Ruth!” I said excitedly. “Sit down and let me get you something to drink” I continued.

“No I think I’m fine she said this won’t take long. I want you to create something abstract and from the heart. I want you to let your entire mind, body, and soul go into this. You have free reign to do as you wish. You will get half the money when I see part of the work completed” she said. She showed me some samples and with that she left. I could smell a waft of her perfume as she left and it had a hint of jasmine and roses. It was alluring and intoxicating.

I looked at the samples again and looked over the drawings again. I looked at them in detail before trying to create anything. I tried to create something, but nothing was coming to me, and I was growing angry. It was like someone with writers block, but I was having a mental block. “I shouted at the sketchpad why won’t you let me finish this goddamn drawing. I just want to finish this drawing”. Was I really cursed? I wasn’t sure yet but only time would tell. I went to cook myself some lunch and I burned myself on a pan. Then I tripped on the rug and dropped my food everywhere. Either it was a bad day or I was probably cursed. My happiness was soon turning to anger and frustration. Getting rid of the box was probably the worst thing I ever did, but I don’t know where it might be now.

Chapter 13: Terra’s Wish

“I wish I was a famous comedian” Terra shouted.

“When in the answer that you want, Is in the question that you state…Come what may, come what may” said a voice in the box.

“Are you going to grant the wish or not!” Terra said

“Be careful what you wish for”

Terra passed out and when she woke up the next day she was woke up by someone she had never met. It was a girl who claimed to be her assistant. Her name was Gigi and she said she had a show to go to in two hours. I have classes to go to. “Haha you’re funny. You bumped your head harder than I thought. You have a show in a few hours and you’re headlining it. Don’t screw it up. Terra didn’t know what the hell happened, but she really hoped she didn’t bomb this. She remembered when she was the main act on a talent show she really messed up bad. She hoped that this box knew what it was doing and this wish was the right wish. She got in the limo and prepared to go on the long drive to her show. She had prepare for her show and go over some of the jokes she wrote. She hoped that none of the jokes were too edgy. She would have to wait until she went on to find out.

What will happen to Terra next? What will be the fate of Greg? Find out when the new book comes out in late winter or early spring. The title of the book is going to be called “Twisted Wishes”.