Welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors challenge. My hope is that over the next six months you’ll see either an excerpt from a piece I’m working on or a nice & tidy 8-10 sentence flash fiction story (like the one below). Check out other writers at the link above and the Weekend Writing Warriors twitter #8sunday.
They confided before we met Sam prowled the local kink clubs every night searching for prey. They said he didn’t discriminate; boys or girls, it didn’t matter.
They said the first time he saw me, waiting for my Starbucks cold press, he told you; his best friend, I was his next target.
They warned me about his ex’s, his temper, his jealousy for the six months Sam and I dated.
When Sam asked me to marry him, I said no.
They took me out for drinks, hoping I’d drown his memory in Jack and Cokes, but that night I met you, his best friend.
They warned me Sam would be angry if I dated you. Together, you and I agreed to ignore the shredded roses, the impaled goats heart we found on our doorstep and the heart made of barbed wire nailed to my door.
We were making love when Sam stepped out of the shadows; we ignored the creaking of the floorboards.
They still whisper about the night Sam showed up in their VIP section covered in our blood.
3 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Warriors (6): #8sunday”
Wow, grim stuff but very well written! I loved the ‘voice’. Great snippet.
Bit a twist at the end — it made me wonder if the narrator was telling the story from beyond the grave.
One little thing stood out to me. The first sentence desperately needs the word ‘that’. I know it’s supposed to be a verboten word, but the sentence currently reads “before we met Sam”, not that Sam prowled the clubs.
Grim grim stuff! Loving it! It very much appeals to my darker half. 🙂 There are a couple of sentences that could use some cleaning up (or perhaps just broken into multiple sentences–WeWriWa has that pesky sentence limit), but the overall effect is quite chilling. Thanks for sharing!