Thursday, April 4, 2013

D is for Duplicity


     “Do you love me?”

     I choked on the swallow of pop I’d just taken and looked down at her. She was eyeing me expectantly.

     “Well?” she asked, not impressed with my attempts to not spray Pepsi all over her.

     I coughed, trying to clear my lungs out. “Sorry…,” I muttered. “What were you saying?”

     “I asked if you loved me,” she repeated, obviously losing patience with me.

     I closed my eyes and pictured her face, the one before the accident, and sighed. “Of course I do.”

     When I opened my eyes again she was watching me warily, but there must’ve been enough desire still left in them to convince her.  

     She smiled and reached for my hand and I did my best not to shudder.

35 comments:

  1. Oooooo your storys are so gripping I want to know the rest!!! :D great post cant wait for tommorow's

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    1. Thank you! I can't wait to see you back tomorrow!

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  2. Nice. I don't know what happened before but just from this little excerpt, it sounds like a fantastic story.

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    1. This is one of my shorts that is actually based on a true story. The narrator was the cause of the accident that left the girl forever scarred. He'd just broken up with her and was driving her home when it happened. Now, because of the guilt, he stays with her. But they both know that's why it is. It's actually very sad for both of them.

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  3. I LURVE that last line :)

    Damyanti @Daily(w)rite
    Co-host, A to Z Challenge 2013

    Twitter: @AprilA2Z
    #atozchallenge

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  4. I have had friends like that... :-/ Happy D day!
    tm

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  5. I hope the girl comes to her senses soon about this guy!

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    1. She knows. There both just kind of stuck.

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  6. I agree with Cynthia. Talk about an unsympathetic narrator LOL

    ~ Rhonda Parrish

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  7. Oh, this makes me wonder what happened to her!

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    1. This was a true story, so I can tell you: they're both still together and both still miserable.

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  8. oh dear :(


    auntyamo
    http://ficticiousamo.wordpress.com/

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  9. I wish that more men would go beyond beauty when they choose the ones they love. Sorry to take this personal, but beauties like Gabby Giffords and so many others can't help it ... accidents happen!

    Chontali Kirk
    chontalikirk.blogspot.com

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    1. You're right. You either love someone or you don't. It shouldn't be based on appearances.

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  10. Dang...been there done that!!!

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  11. This is a great flash fiction (I can never write anything so short). There's a lot going on between those two.

    Off topic, I was excited when used the word "pop" when talking about Pepsi. Where I live now everyone either looks at me crazy or laughs when I talk about pop.

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    1. I almost called it soda, but I decided to be true to my roots!

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  12. This is a great piece, lady. Way to go. I am enjoying all the A to Z entries this year, though I'm not doing it myself. Great job!

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    1. This is the first year I wrote my pieces a head of time and I'm so glad I did. It gives me more time to visit other blogs.

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  13. good job. You can definitely sense an underlying tension there.

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  14. Aw, this one's so sad. :( For both of them, really.

    Shannon at The Warrior Muse

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    1. You're right. I don't know which one is worse off.

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  15. No doubt the narrator will have his or her comeuppance, eat crow, and be less superficial. I can only hope.

    Take 25 to Hollister
    Don't be a Hippie

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, I just visited your site, now I'm in the mood for a salad.

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