Thursday, September 22, 2011

One step too far.

The rules are simple:

Fifty-five words or less (non-negotiable), excluding the title.
A setting
One or more characters
Some conflict



“Not doing it, no, no.

“You’ll regret it”.

“Thought I could, but I can’t go through with it”.

“Do it, you’ve come this far, do it”.

“Oh God, what will my family think of me”?

“Do it, Do it.

“It’s my kids I’m thinking about”.

“You knew what you were getting into”.

“Oh shit, BUNGEEEEEEEE”.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Should I believe him?

Listen, I told you once, I ain't seen no chocolate.


Listen, I told you once, I ain't seen no chocolate.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Gone.

The door swung open; his sister had returned. “Confirmed John, they booked the flight over a week ago, bastards”.

“I’m glad they have gone far away sis; what could we say to them”?

“What sort of bastards are you for starters”.

“I don’t feel angry, just a numbness”.

“I have anger, lots of it.

“To think I thought he was doing me a favour; keeping her company when I worked late. How naive, I thought I was putting him out”.

“Such a fucking mess John, what a scheming bitch”.

“I should have known it was too good to be true; why would a girl like her want me”?

“What! She is not fit to crawl in your shit; she doesn’t deserve to be on the same planet as you”.

“Not so loud sis mum will hear”

“Doctor gave her a sedative; he said she will sleep for a while”.

“I worshipped her; I don’t know what I could have done different”.

“Don’t you dare feel any guilt John; everything happened behind your back”,

“What was it dad used to say: ‘Always expect the unexpected’.

“He often said that, I wish he was here now; and not with your effing girlfriend”.