Tag: relationship

  • Ready to Run

    “He always told me he was ready for everything, but I always doubted him. Doubted him because he was always scared of making a decision on his own. He would never make a decision, but also never admit he was wrong.”  As I spoke out more about the relationship with James, I became more certain…

  • The Ranch

    I watched as he pointed toward home and desperately hoped he would come back and get me.  That he wasn’t angry enough to leave me out here.  After all, it hadn’t entirely been my fault.  Sam promised me he had known the way.  Promised he could get us home before anyone noticed we were gone.  But now…

  • The Donation

    When the donation first came through, I immediately started crying. I had never needed help more than I needed it right now.  I had never asked for money before, for help before, but my situation was dire.  Everything had started when Mario smashed my car into a tree. He wasn’t supposed to be driving, but…

  • My Heart

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  It was the last bench I ever sat on and it was the place I remembered wanting you. I knew I would never sit on another one, especially after you spray painted the heart on the bench as we walked away. I didn’t know it would be the last time to…

  • The Gambler

    As the ball soared toward the net, I hoped it would not go in.  If we lost this game, life as I knew it would be over.  I had confidently bet on the Lions to win the tournament, but it looked like my brother’s team was about to go ahead by two goals.  And with…

  • Shattered

    My heart shattered like a China dish falling onto a cement sidewalk. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and I wondered how I would ever survive. How I could have trusted Daniel for so long was beyond me. Two years, four months and eighteen days. That was how long I was devoted to our…

  • Consistent

    “If nothing else, at least you were consistent,” I said as Flynn drove away. “Consistent enough for me to know exactly what was going to happen today and prepare myself.”   I stopped muttering to myself as I noticed two teenagers give me a wide berth on the sidewalk. I smiled sweetly at them –…

  • Hidden

    I had always been adept at the art of being able to hide.  To disappear. My proficiency at hiding in plain sight came about mainly because I had always been suspicious of other people.  My father had always been wary of others spying on our family and did everything in his power to pass along his…

  • Bus Whisper

    “Please don’t do it,” the woman behind me whispered into her phone. Should I turn around or should I just mind my own business? She had been talking in whispers for the entirety of the bus ride and this was the only time I had actually heard any of her conversation. She had gotten on…

  • Estranged

    When my mom called out of the blue, I knew something was probably wrong. Or she needed money. We had not talked in almost ten years because she had gotten angry when I wouldn’t loan her the money for rent. I was barely making ends meet myself when she had called and when I tried…