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Weekly Contest #279
I went to the crossroad, and I fell down on my knees. Lord. Mercy. Please. End this. It was the only thing left to do. This patch of dirty asphalt was the only clear thing left in my rotting brain. If I had any hope left, it was here. Where it started. I had only been here once before. Why would I have needed to come back? I had got what I wanted. The deal had seemed a good one. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. If only I’d known. “Would that have changed anything?” I opened my eye, a slow process by now. Once my lids had ...
Shortlisted for Weekly Contest #275 ⭐️
I checked my phone again. 12:13. Shit. I was twenty minutes away from home, twenty-five if I was being realistic. Not good. I was going to run out of time. For fuck’s sake. The twitch in my right eye that had been bugging me all day was constant now, locking me in a permanent squint. Even worse, my stomach was starting to gurgle, and I could feel myself starting to bloat. I had spent the last thirty-six hours at Izzy’s because her ‘boyfriend’, Dan, had told her that he couldn’t see her that weekend. He was going on holiday with his gir...
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