The phone rings yet again, its cheerful ring tone grates on my nerves. Jennifer for the tenth time this morning!
I throw the phone across the room and it bounces off the cushions and hits the floor. I hope the damn thing breaks!
This situation has gotten completely out of control. I hear the tone for an incoming text message. I glare at the phone before crossing the room to pick it up. Jennifer!
The phone rings again and I angrily push the button to talk. “Jennifer you’re one crazy bitch!”
“Roger you haven’t seen crazy yet. When I tell my sister what you and I’ve been up to, you’ll think I’m the normal one.” The bitch is laughing hysterically!
“You can’t do that! Donna will want a divorce.”
“A divorce? You have no idea, but you won’t be getting divorced. A dead man doesn’t need a divorce.”
“What are you saying?”
All I hear is laughter. I want to hang up on her, but I don’t think that would be a good idea considering she’s losing control. God I hate women!
“Jennifer please listen to me.” She snorts, swears and hangs up. Frantically I try to call her back, but all I get is her voice-mail.
I race into the house to find Donna. She’s in the kitchen and on the phone. Judging by the look on her face I’m too late. She glares at me. If looks could kill…!
For a moment I think maybe it wasn’t Jennifer, but she throws her phone across the room and picks up the butcher knife. Oh shit!
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Quite a soup the protagonist is in. The ending is absolutely chilling !
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Thanks! I am not sure exactly where I am going with this yet.
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Interesting post
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Yes, my moods are fairly dark right now if you can’t tell. 🙂 Thank you for stopping by and reading.
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wow none of those people seem really normal to me. can’t we all just get along? 🙂 of course then the story wouldn’t be so interesting…
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That’s what happens when a not so normal person writes about normal. 🙂 Thank you for stopping by and reading.
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That *is* quite the complication! I’m not sure if I’m really hoping for his safety or not.
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Thank you for stopping by and reading Annabelle. He is turning out to be pond scum LOL!
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Complicated doesn’t begin to describe this situation. Realistic portrayal of a bad and, now dangerous, situation.
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Thank you! Dangerous is right! 🙂
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Holy crappola is right. There’s a whole world of complication about o o down.
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Thank you for stopping by and reading Gina! 🙂
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Yep, he’s a dead man 🙂 I’d like to feel bad for him, but I really don’t. I am curious to see whether she chooses to julienne or fillet.
I did notice that the first two paragraphs were past tense, while the rest was present tense. Not sure if the tense change was intentional.
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Thanks Janna! People may begin to think I have a problem with men LOL! You know I corrected the tense, but must have missed those 2 paragraphs. Thank you. I hope they are correct now.
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Wow–what a mess! There’s an old adage about not. . .using the restroom. . .where you eat. I think this fella must’ve missed that day. I like your use of technology here. A lot can go wrong when you’re not certain who’s on the other end. Thanks for linking up!
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Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for stopping by!
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