Sunday, April 24, 2011

Shine

The shine of the metal burned my eye. I had to keep them open, though. Couldn't close my eyes. Had to keep watching.

From underneath the truck, I could see the abandoned knife sitting so close to my eye. They were fighting now. Fighting over me. I could only hope the right one won.

Please don't let me die.

Steve had told me to hide when my stalker attacked us. Jealous over Steve. But Steve was my fiancée. He shouldn't be jealous over Steve. Steve was right. He was wrong.

Steve had told me to run. I ran. Steve had told me to hide. I hid.

I couldn't see much under here, though. Sometimes I saw their feet, locked together in an ugly dance. Things picked up, though.

The knife was stolen from the ground. Someone grunted. Someone fell. Blood rolled toward me. I shifted away.

A hand came into view, reaching for me. They pulled me into a pair of arms. Steve's arms.

It was over.

Inspired by Sunday Scribblings.

13 comments:

  1. ...or possibly not over...time for a Perry Mason!

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  2. sad, but the thoughts/experience linger.

    well done.

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  3. Thanks. :) I appreciate your guys' support.

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  4. Stalking is ugly and so difficult to understand. Reason seems to fly away and after there are the consequences. I should have liked the shine of metal blade to be a warning signal, but hey it's your story! It kept me pondering long after I had read the words. A gripping post.

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  5. We all need a Steve..another fine piece of flash and interpration of the word..shine..Jae

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  6. That was very gripping. I'm so glad Steve won!

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  7. Very nice work. I added myself as a follower. Best of luck!

    Lisa
    InspiredbyLisa

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  8. Thank you for following. It really means a lot! :)

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  9. wonderful...sad but narration was superb

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  10. Love how much action you pack into the piece even though the narrator is hidden away from it.

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  11. incredible write.

    Happy Mother’s Day to Moms in your family,
    Wow.
    Blessings…
    Make a contribution to US if you can.
    You Rock!
    Love your poetry.

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  12. Thanks guys and I'll check it out. :)

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