Sandra took one look at the room and knew Roger was in. Sandra couldn’t believe he traced her so soon. She hoped he was not high on whatever he smoked. She stared horrified as Roger stumbled from the kitchen swaying precariously. He could go from happy to angry in 2 seconds. Roger came closer and hugged her tight.
“Baby..missed you,” he mumbled between kisses. Sandra stood frozen even as the slap singed her cheek.
He grabbed her throat. She fumbled for the knife she hid near the door and stabbed repeatedly till he fell down lifeless.
“Missed you too.”
This story is written for Friday Fictioneers. Check out the other stories here.
For this last post in the October #writetribeproblogger challenge, I stick to the prompt of ‘Heartprints’. My short story ended in the previous post but I think I can make it a lot more better with some rework.
Thank you everyone who liked, shared and commented on the posts in October. It has been the wind beneath my wings to attempt a longer form of story writing. Life in general keeps getting into the way when I have to focus on writing a story. This has kept me from writing to contests or explore different ways of writing. I was hoping to participate in the Nanowrimo this year. But again, some deadlines at the end of November keeps me away. Continue reading
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Neil woke up to the smell of fresh coffee coming from the kitchen. He took a deep breath, felt like the good old days. He could even hear faint radio chatter. It was later than usual, but he felt so much better.
He will never forget yesterday night. It was like he saw the old Shruti again. The beautiful, carefree Shruti. He felt guilty that he had ignored Shruti for so long. He had thought that she was sad and will come out of it. But, he never saw the downward spiral she or their relationship was in.
He could hear Arijit Singh crooning away ‘Tum hi ho.. kyonki Tum Hi Ho.. meri Aashiqui bus tum hi ho’. Maybe, they should go for a movie today, he thought.
But first, he decided to sleep in a bit more, this time with good memories and beautiful dreams.