Brushed Off by Kris P. Kreme
Zoey isn’t the type of girl to bother painting her face, never needing to as her beauty and innocence is quite natural. She’s a creative soul, dedicated to her art.
After buying some antique paint brushes she might just find that sometimes her art can be dedicated to her just as fully.
Painting something purely from impulse, letting the brushes guide her, Zoey finds herself losing control, losing her free will, and losing her innocence.
Zoey is a creative girl, unique among her peers in that she spends most her time painting works of art and not her face. In fact, Zoey is as perfect and unblemished without a spot of makeup as any of her friends are with hours of carefully applied colorings.
No, Zoey more cares for coloring and creating in her world, not one for parties, not one for having guys over or wasting precious hours flirting. She has an interest in guys, but her passion is definitely for her art.
That’s why her best friend Rachel is so confused when Zoey drags her down to the old section of town, where secondhand shops and antiques are found on dusty shelves in dingy stores. Zoey is on the search for something unique to spend her weekend home alone doing, Rachel more interested in a party she wishes Zoey would attend.
Spotting some antique paint brushes and paints in an old wooden box, Zoey feels like she’s just won the lottery, while Rachel says goodbye and heads on to do more normal stuff for girls their age.
The paint brushes are old, worn, unique, with a character and soul Zoey knows she can’t find in modern cheap equivalents. They are perfect for a weekend masterpiece, Zoey rushing home with her new purchase to paint the hours away.
However, sometimes creative inspiration comes on more strongly than expected and the painting Zoey begins creating with those brushes and paints definitely hits her full speed.
She finds herself unable to stop, slapping paint against the canvas, seeing forms appear, having no idea just what the image she is creating is until it’s just about complete.
Upon seeing what she has finally painted, Zoey gasps and can’t believe what she is looking at. Shortly after, she can’t believe how she is acting either, partying in ways Rachel never would dare, inspired to creative perversity like never before, haunted by her painting and the brushes that brought that painting to life.
One thing is sure, Zoey will find herself painted just as much as her canvas that weekend, and her parents will return to quite the surprise from their normally responsible daughter.
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