She clutched his jacket. Fingers curled possessively around the fabric, pulling then pushing into his chest. Her earthquake shook him, but he was unmoved. The sympathy in his eyes only teased the ravenous anger until it consumed all rationality.
“You can’t leave me. I love you. Please tell me you love me?” As she tried to breathe, he was reminded of the final breath of the dog he had unintentionally run over. “This can’t be happening. Sam. Please, please, don’t leave me.”
Waterlogged eyes reached out to him. If he didn’t save her she would drown. The slightest shake of his head was all it took to condemn her to death. He was no hero, just a guy who wasn’t in love anymore.
“Beth, I’m sorry.” He grabbed her wrists. Unlatched them from his jacket. His head hung low as he walked out the door.
“I can’t live without you,” she whispered. As salty tears leached into her mouth, she made her way to the kitchen. “I love you, Sam.” Her raspy words were in harmony with the sound of the knife sliding from its block. The grey steel of the blade was cold, hard and comforting. It was time to stop crying. She would be the hero.
Beth departed in Sam’s wake. She would save them both.
Damn!! Well written Dionne. Certainly reached the emotional peaks in a short amount of space. Can I give it 6 out of 5?
Of course you can! I love getting more marks than what’s available lol
Wow…Intense.!
Thanks so much for reading it Michael 🙂
Excellent! Captured me right away. I have to agree with previous post 6 out of 5. Well done!!
Aw, thanks Becky. *Gives you a hug*
Hi Twitter friend!! Im so happy to have finally checked out your blog!!Very unique! Love it! You have a new follower!! Look forward to your tweets and posts!! Have a great week!
Thanks so much for visiting. It’s always lovely to have a new reader. Thank you and hugs!
Blimey Dionne,
You are a very talented writer. Splendiferous Stuff!
Phil
Thanks Phil:). I was in the mood to write last night but didn’t have time for an epic lol.
Well written. How needy is Beth. Maybe a knife in the head is the best thing for Sam. Silly man.
Thanks Damien 🙂 Yes, that might be why Sam left. Poor Sam, I kinda feel sorry for him. Sometimes you don’t see the crazy until it’s too late…
Switching viewpoints every few sentences was awkward at first, but it quickly set a jarring rhythm that made me hold on tighter. The ambiguity of the final sentence was stunning. Up through ” … Sam’s wake.” I thought I knew how it would end.
Thanks Jerry 🙂 So great of you to read and comment. I like surprising people 😉
Very powerful for such a short piece!
Aw thanks Rebecca 🙂 So great to see you here!
Saw two of your tweets promoting your books. Do they work? There are services which for a fee, will send out tweets promoting books (eBookBuilders and Kindle Book Promoters are just two I know of). When I see tweets from them, I kist skip over them. What’s your opinion on twitter as a marketing tool?
It’s tricky. I think it’s good but you need to engage with others on there. If all you do is send out marketing tweets people won’t pay as much attention, but then again, if someone is in the mood for some book suggestions, they can look at those feeds to get some ideas. If it wasn’t for twitter and the group of writers I’ve met on there, I wouldn’t have sold any books because I wouldn’t have self published. But, to be honest, it’s not like I’ve sold thousands, or even hundreds of books, so it’s not the be all and end all 🙂
WOW !!!! i really love when needy people go to the dark side..poor Sam….i hope she give him a quick death
Staury
OMG! You are making me laugh so much right now! Bwahahahahahhaha.
Your a wonderful writer.Can’t wait to read more of your works.
Wow Michele, thank you so much!
Loved it! I hope this makes it into y our next collection. Spine tinglingly beautiful.
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