I took another drag from my cigarette, welcoming the spicy draw as it lightly pricked the back of my throat. As I released the smoke through my nose and noticed the five other buds piled along the windowsill I smiled.
I hadn’t touch a cigarette in almost four years and was convinced when I stopped that I’d never pick one up again. I looked down at nearly half empty pack and slide the cheap drug store lighter along my fingers. I wanted another one, and I didn’t.
I needed to toss the cigarettes and the lighter and leave. Instead, I…
Photo I snapped while on a ride back home^__^.
“Late one night on a New York City subway platform, Declan unexpectedly crosses paths with a drunken lost soul in desperate need of a friend.”
Declan — she was often judged by her non-gender appropriate name, but she got used to it and she got used to it quick. She had too. Growing up detached and untethered the way that she did, Declan did not have time or the energy to put any thoughts into who felt the need to poke fun at or question her name.
It was her mother’s…
“When Carmen catches a few classmates plotting to seek revenge on their college professor, she decides to take matters into her own hands.”
Carmen crouched down behind a desk in the front of the classroom when she spotted Jack slip into the room from the back entrance.
“How do we make sure this works?”
Carmen recognized Stephen’s voice. What is he doing here with Jack, “The Ass” Flannigan? Carmen thought as she crawled around to the side of the desk as their footsteps drew closer.
“I’ll make sure it works. If that bitch think she can give me an ‘F’…
This is part of an episodic Flash Fiction Series I’ve recently started. Each installment follows a different ‘protector’ in a random order. This piece is called “Bella.” Warning: The piece is dark & suggests graphic context.
Bella knew that she had broken her promise. She knew she would the moment she made it. Bella also knew that she would get hell for it later from her uncle, but none of that matters now, she thought and wiped the glittering shards of glass off of her foot. Bella ignored the sharp, prickly feeling penetrating her fingertips, and picked up the fallen…
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