Flash Fiction

Hi,

This week’s Flash Fiction Post is based more off an emotional state of mind. There is no real saying of inspiration. It simply is a free write that came to mind while sitting and watching TV. Hope you enjoy it and remember to let your imagination soar when you read.

Have a great week.

Julia

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Controlled. Manipulated. Those are the words that describes my life. Why? I would tell you to mind your own business, but . . . Sometimes discussing what bothers you is the best way to gain relief. Never better time than during a worldwide disaster. Least I was telling my deepest darkest secret to someone whose life was about to end.

“You think we will be found?”

I didn’t, which was why I considered spilling my guts to the man who had been pinned with me when the bomb hit our ten-story apartment complex.

“You don’t.”

Should I lie? No. Doing so is what landed me here in the first place.

“Why not?”

“Long story.”

“We’ve got time.”

One thing we did not have and it was my fault.

“Come on. Talking will distract me from this small death-trap.”

Might as well. “This is my fault.”

“How so?”

“I knew it was coming.”

“How?”

“Been planned since before I was born.”

Flash Fiction Phrase - Say What

Hi,

This week’s flash fiction phrase scene is one some of us say when we get ill, or someone is taking their sweet time admitting to something. Hope you guys enjoy this weeks scene.

Remember let your imagination soar when you read.

Julia

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Johnathan stood looking out the window, dreading what was to come. Only time his lover rambled on and one was when he had to say something undesirable. Wasn’t the first time Ray came home baring bad news. Both times included him sticking his dick somewhere it didn’t belong. Both time Ray promised it would never happen again.

Johnathan was tired of the lies. Tired of the decent. Tired of coming home after a long night of dancing at the club while his lover sat among the hoard of male patrons begging for a fleeting moment of his time.

“Are you listening?” Ray’s hand ran down his spine, making Johanthan’s skin crawl. “I promise I did nothing.”

Huh? Did nothing? What in the world had Ray said?

“Sweetheart, did you hear me?”

“No.” Johnathan stepped away from Ray’s roaming hand and glared out the window. “Did not want to hear you say it again.”

“Say what?”

“You know what.”

“I told you I did nothing.”

“Like I’m suppose to believe that.”

“You are. I threw the jerkwad out of the club and banned him.”

What? Why did Ray think such actions would help his case. “Don’t care what you did with your lover. I’m done with . . .” He waved his hand in the air.

“What? Why?”

“This is your third strike.”

“My what? Sweetheart, you are not making any sense.”

“Do I have to spell it out.” Johnathan spun and shoved Ray back into the small center island. “I will not tolerate you cheating on me.”

“I haven’t.”

“Twice.”

“Yes. I promised not to the last time and I meant. I have not been with anyone other than you.” Ray shook his head. “What does this have to do with me having to ban a jerk who yanked Tommy down from the stage.”

Huh? What was . . . “What?”

“You did not hear me, did you?” Ray made a step towards Johnathan, but he stepped back. “I told you I confronted the man, but he swung at me. The bouncers took him out and I banned him. He called the law on me, telling them I hit him.”

Shit. He’d thought . . .

“What made you think I cheated on you.”

“Your . . . voice.” Johnathan huffed. “You had that tone you used each time you came to me and admitted your betrayal.”

“Sweetheart, I know - -“

‘Save it.” Johnathan didn’t need to hear his excuses or more apologizes. He needed to be able to trust his lover. Clearly, he couldn’t. Clearly, the last time had done more damage to their relationship than Johnathan admitted to himself.

“Sweetheart, what do I have to do to show you I meant my promise.”

There was nothing he could do. It would take years to rebuild trust, if it was even possible. “I think . . .” No, he was sure there was nothing but time and a bit of separation that would help. Johnathan needed times to clear his head and evaluate his feelings for Ray. “You need to find you a place to stay.”

“No.” Ray rushed towards him. “Don’t give up on us.”

“I’m not. I need . . . space.”

“Please, don’t - -“

“Don’t. I need this. Find you a place to stay.” Johnathan steeped around Ray and headed to his bedroom.

Flash Fiction Scene Phrase – Where to go from here?

Hi,

Last week was difficult and full of decision for me, which is why I came up with this week’s Flash Fiction Phrase.

Where to go from here?

Have a great week and remember:

Let your imagination soar when you read.

Julia

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The door banged shut behind me, singingly the end. End of what? Me and Jack. My future. My life. Drastic thought, but what would anyone else thing after their ten-year lover cheated with their best friend. How could Joshua encroach on his man? Why? They were best friends since middle school.

A throat cleared behind him. “Robert.”

Jack’s tight tone was a dead giveaway of his state of mind. Sorry. There’d been many times over the last ten years he heard that tiny tone after Jack was late when he promised to be home from the office on time, or when he wrecked a car, or made a stupid ass comment. None of them felt false before.

“Robert, please let me explain.”

“Everything was clear.” How could it not have been. He’d caught Jack with his dick stuck up Joshua’s ass, while Joshua grunted, declaring his enjoyment.

“I’m not sure how it happened.”

“Don’t.”

“Please. It was a stupid, stupid, idiotic, one time mistake.”

He did not want to hear any excuse. It did not matter how many times, what did was that he could no longer trust Jack, or Joshua. Two men who’d been closer to him than anyone else. “Leave.”

Scene Flash Fiction Post

Hi,

Want to start off by apologizing for the sporadic posting lately. I’ve been sick and it took me longer than I liked to get the energy back. Today’s post might be later than normal, but the good thing is that it is here for you to enjoy.

Remember let your imagination soar when your read.

Julia

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I held my hand out to the extremely large, wolf like stray dog. The animal had brought a dead rabbit and dropped it at my feet, then laid down and bared his belly. With small movements I leaned over and rested my hand on his belly, rubbing up and down. The stray sighed and lulled his tongue to the side.

“Why do you keep bringing me rabbits?” I disliked killing of any kind of animal, wild or not. It’s why there were only veggies and beans in my house. If it did not come from the garden I did not eat it. “You can stop.” I stood and snagged the shovel from beside the swing. The dog was up and on his feet before I had chance to turn back around. He had the rabbit in his mouth and then darted off to the edge of the woods, like he did each time I went to remove his strange gift. Darn animal even took time to bury the animal.

Gravel crunched as the stray dog vanished from my line of sight. “Damn it.”

Why was he showing up? I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed the number to the officer who had arrest Jamie five times for breaking the restraining order.

“Again?”

“Just pulled in.”

“On my way. Go in the house and lock the door.”

There were no other words exchanged, not even a goodbye. I did as instructed each time Jamie showed up and knew that Officer Kevin Reed would be here within a minute or two. Never knew how the man got here so fast, but he did.