The Monsters Inside
Chapter one : Fireflies in the dark.
Part two. 

"Woah," he said, "Someone is a bit fiesty, and it ain't me."
"Well, you ruined my moment," I justified.
"I'm sorry," he  looked sincere. "I'm Todd."
"Genevieve," I introduced myself coldly as he sat down in the sand next to me.
"Huh," Todd said as interest passed his face, "Unusual name."
"My mom is old fasioned."
He pondered this, and finally said, "You know, I thought you would be a staver, but the face you made gave you away."
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"That you could hear me, I mean."
"Of course I can hear you. You are my hallucination," I clarified.
He laughed. "Is that what they're calling it now? Trust me, I'm here."
"That's exactly what my hallucination would say, though. That's something I would think to try to assure myself I'm not crazy," I told Todd.
"Why would you need assurance? Couldn't you just accept the fact that you're crazy and get over it?" Todd's hazel eyes started me down.
I was startled. "But I'm not crazy," I stumbled.
"No disrespect ma'am," he said slowly, "but normal, non-crazy people don't have hallucinations."
"If you're on drugs you can," I argued.
"Oh," his eyes got wide, "So you're on drugs?" He laughed, turning his face to the sun above us.
"No!" I shouted quickly.
He raised his hands, palms out, in surrender. "No need to get all defensive."
I crossed my arms to my chest and scowled at the ground.
"Hey." I felt a nudge on my arm. I looked up to Todd's smiling face. "Seeing is believing, right?"
"Not when I'm the only one," I whispered, turning my face to stare at the water.
"How many people do you think have seen Santa?" Todd asked.
I laughed without humor. "Santa isn't real."
I heard Todd's sharp intake of breath. "Don't be a dream crusher, Genevieve. Santa is totally real."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, Todd."
Todd had started to play in the sand. "Point is," he said as he scooped some in his hands, "that I'm real. I exist. I'm here."
"Then why do you have wings?" I blurted out before I thought about how rude it was.
"Butterflies have wings," said Todd simply.
"Butterflies aren't human. Not even relativly close." My voice sounded almost rude.
"I never said I was human. Just real," Todd whispered.
I sat in silence, staring at the waters.
He went on. "Tigers aren't human, but you accpet their existance, no questions asked. When something like me comes along? I look like a human, talk and act like a human, with minor differences. I have wings. I can't be real, right? Why do humans selfishly believe that God only placed one intelligent form of life on this planet? Why do humans think they are the only ones with those type of brains, and those type of looks? Quite shallow, if you ask me." He finished in a normal, almost bored voice.
With nothing to say, I turned to see what was so interesting in the sand.
"A sand castle?" I was surprised, and he looked up at me.
He stared up at me with a sparkle in his eye. "Would you like to help?"
I smiled, "I guess so."
"You're probably secretly super childish," Todd smiled as I picked up sand.
"What? No!" I shook my head but smiled.
We finsihed the castle in no time at all, with a trench so water could run through. Todd even found a leaf to use as a flag. Suddenly, a loud clicking noise caused Todd to turn his head into the deeper part of the forest. He sighed and turned back to me.
"I have to go, but meet me here again tomorrow? Same time?"
"Sure," I shrugged.
"Great," he smiled. Without another word, he got up and ran into the forest.
I was finally alone like I wanted to be, but it didn't feel right anymore. As the sun came into my eyes, I got up to walk away, my hopes high for tomorrow.


authors note;
Todd(: I didn't want to stop, but I have to.
Nothing is really happening. but that's ohk. it gets better!
not sure when i'll get the chance to post again, hopefully tomorrow!
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