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Weekly Contest #374
“What if I were the devil? Would you still love me then?” His lips on your ear. You can’t tell him the truth, so you lie. “No.” You always lie. Adrian wants to hear certain things from you. Adrian wants to hear agreement, nonchalance, cooperation, casualness. Adrian wants to hear that you don’t really love him so that he feels better about not loving you. “It’s like you think I’m obsessed with you or something.” You make the words sound ugly and false. “I have limits, you know.” Adrian likes this. Adrian likes to believe that if he were to c...
Weekly Contest #307
Content warning: The story contains graphic violence, themes of manipulation, disturbing content related to torture and death, and sexually suggestive content. “Because when I drown in a pool of my own blood, society determines if I am reborn pure or repulsive.” Thirty wide eyes and fourteen reproving students inspect her in a way that tells her: in this classroom, the words “unlimited creative freedom” involve both limits and constraints. The fifteenth set of eyes, a tall teacher, quite literally removes her hands from the barricade they c...
Weekly Contest #271
He’s been wanting to meet me in person for a little while now. I said no. I said no three times. “No!” “No.” “No...” Three and a half if you count the disconnected phone call. “N-” Truth be told, it’s never really been a choice for me. It’s never been a matter of whether or not we meet, if I cave, or when I became desperate enough. I was as desperate on the days I said no as I was on the day that I agreed. It was only ever a matter of weeks, a matter of time. He knew it too. He’s played the waiting game with me. A perfect gentleman—waiting f...
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