Hanako's Insanity [unfinished]
Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 11:07 am
Hello. I'm here to post something, since I've been writing for a few months now and never posted anything where I could really be indentified. I posted a few things on 4chan, and one of them even got 250 hits. I think it's strange considering the lack of actual feedback I got on it. In any case, I thought I'd post this here since you guys seem to be bent on improving writers, so here you go. If you guys like where it's headed, I'd probably finish it. No promises though.
The front door shuts closed. Not two seconds go by before she appears before me.
“Hisao! Y-you’re home!” Hanako says, giving me a tender embrace and a wet kiss. I don’t know how she got into the habit of waiting for me like a dog waiting for its master. But at the very least it’s comforting to know she loves me that much. When I proposed to her two years ago, she was only 21. I had my doubts, but who doesn’t? Luckily Hanako isn’t one of those women who can really just leave. Knowing what it’s like to be mistreated, she would never will that on somebody else. Six months later, we were married. And now, a year and a half after that, she still thanks me for everything I do for her. What more could a man ask for?
However, lately I’ve been getting some strange vibes coming from her. It’s not necessarily what she says or does, but how she does them. There’s an air of desperation every time she flatters me or asks me who I was with. It’s almost like she’s begging me not to leave. I wasn’t thinking about it, and I could never do such a thing to her, but it’s an odd feeling to have with somebody you’re so vulnerable with. It almost makes me feel sorry for her, but I know better than that. She just cares.
“This is nice,” Lilly says from across the picnic blanket.
Being with Hanako made me a lot closer to Lilly, and every first Saturday of the month we’d go out. It was never anything lavish or extraordinary; just a couple of close friends having a nice time out. This Saturday was no different and honestly, I think it’s good to spend quality time with your wife’s best friend. Somehow makes me feel closer to Hanako; and Lilly.
“What are you doing?” Lilly questions, as I put my arm around her.
“Just enjoying this beautiful day,” I begin, “Can’t a man get close to his wife’s best friend?”
“I suppose, Hisao. Just don’t get any ideas,”
Lilly has always been quick to judge me, especially when it came to matters regarding Hanako. I suppose it’s her motherly instinct coming through, but there might be a deeper meaning. In any case, Lilly’s happy with Hiroshi, so it’s not like I could make any meaningful advances.
Shutting the front door, Hanako quickly appears before me. At least she’s consistent.
“Hisao! How was your d-date?” Hanako says in the usual despondent tone, eyes slightly wincing. I begin to explain to her how we just had a nice little picnic at the park, and how I put my arm around her.
“O-oh... Okay,” She says, seemingly disappointed.
“Hey, w-were you the one sitting on the lawn earlier this m-morning?”
“No, Hanako. That wasn’t me. I’ve been out with Lilly all day,” I respond, slightly scared, but mostly just tired.
“O-okay, I must’ve j-just been seeing things again.”
I realize that she just told me that she sees things, but at this point I’m too tired from my and Lilly’s date that I simply kicked off my shoes and got ready for bed. Our house isn’t too large. It’s a single-story house, but I feel it’s just large enough for the two of us, and possibly a child. Hanako seems to be content with anything I like. With Hanako clutching my chest as we both lay on the bed, it was time for us to get some sleep.
The front door shuts closed. Not two seconds go by before she appears before me.
“Hisao! Y-you’re home!” Hanako says, giving me a tender embrace and a wet kiss. I don’t know how she got into the habit of waiting for me like a dog waiting for its master. But at the very least it’s comforting to know she loves me that much. When I proposed to her two years ago, she was only 21. I had my doubts, but who doesn’t? Luckily Hanako isn’t one of those women who can really just leave. Knowing what it’s like to be mistreated, she would never will that on somebody else. Six months later, we were married. And now, a year and a half after that, she still thanks me for everything I do for her. What more could a man ask for?
However, lately I’ve been getting some strange vibes coming from her. It’s not necessarily what she says or does, but how she does them. There’s an air of desperation every time she flatters me or asks me who I was with. It’s almost like she’s begging me not to leave. I wasn’t thinking about it, and I could never do such a thing to her, but it’s an odd feeling to have with somebody you’re so vulnerable with. It almost makes me feel sorry for her, but I know better than that. She just cares.
“This is nice,” Lilly says from across the picnic blanket.
Being with Hanako made me a lot closer to Lilly, and every first Saturday of the month we’d go out. It was never anything lavish or extraordinary; just a couple of close friends having a nice time out. This Saturday was no different and honestly, I think it’s good to spend quality time with your wife’s best friend. Somehow makes me feel closer to Hanako; and Lilly.
“What are you doing?” Lilly questions, as I put my arm around her.
“Just enjoying this beautiful day,” I begin, “Can’t a man get close to his wife’s best friend?”
“I suppose, Hisao. Just don’t get any ideas,”
Lilly has always been quick to judge me, especially when it came to matters regarding Hanako. I suppose it’s her motherly instinct coming through, but there might be a deeper meaning. In any case, Lilly’s happy with Hiroshi, so it’s not like I could make any meaningful advances.
Shutting the front door, Hanako quickly appears before me. At least she’s consistent.
“Hisao! How was your d-date?” Hanako says in the usual despondent tone, eyes slightly wincing. I begin to explain to her how we just had a nice little picnic at the park, and how I put my arm around her.
“O-oh... Okay,” She says, seemingly disappointed.
“Hey, w-were you the one sitting on the lawn earlier this m-morning?”
“No, Hanako. That wasn’t me. I’ve been out with Lilly all day,” I respond, slightly scared, but mostly just tired.
“O-okay, I must’ve j-just been seeing things again.”
I realize that she just told me that she sees things, but at this point I’m too tired from my and Lilly’s date that I simply kicked off my shoes and got ready for bed. Our house isn’t too large. It’s a single-story house, but I feel it’s just large enough for the two of us, and possibly a child. Hanako seems to be content with anything I like. With Hanako clutching my chest as we both lay on the bed, it was time for us to get some sleep.