Writing Prompt

I stared at the red liquid as it swished around my glass impatiently; the food grew cold as the minutes ticked on. I huffed before taking a sip of the wine. I sighed, my worries and anxiety making the red wine tasting like a thick sour and tart syrup, I grimaced at the taste before setting down my glass. The silence was starting to get to me; ‘Where is she? She said she’d be home after dinner.’ I ...

It was a typical night. Carlita was crocheting a shawl while Davy was idly flipping through an old magazine. Dave Matthews Band played on the stereo and half a bottle of the good red was gone. Pretending to read a news magazine, Davy shifted over and over again in his favorite chair. A half smile flirted across Carlita’s lips as her hands moved rhythmically. Davy’s phone beeped. Fumbling his maga...

You got his number and thought I would be mad

But actually, I'm kinda glad

I don't know what happens on your screens

What words are said, what messages he reads

But the only reason he talks to me is because of you

And there is no mistake we can ever undo

I like him

You kinda like him

He likes you

And he talks about you, it's true

I like him

I don't know how he feels because I'm not...

You got his number and thought I would be mad

But actually, I'm kinda glad

I don't know what happens on your screens

What words are said, what messages he reads

But the only reason he talks to me is because of you

And there is no mistake we can ever undo

I like him

You kinda like him

He likes you

And he talks about you, it's true

I like him

I don't know how he feels because I'm not him

Does ...

They had only been talking for a couple of months but she could already feel herself breaking her own rules and falling for him. Given the many betrayals and heartbreaks she had been dealt in the past, she began to feel alive for the first time in a long time. He seemed to be everything she needed. He always seemed to be the reason a smile appeared on her face. The way he insisted that they talk o...

Home at last, a familiar sight awaited me inside. The couch untouched and made perfectly, vases with fresh flowers stemming out, the birch wood table and a 4D tv. My house was one no short of luxury but i am not as lucky as it seems. At this point i did not know the fact that shakes me to the core today. While i was downstairs my husband of 10 years was fucking our maid. My trust was violated that...

Emma’s phone buzzes once again, illuminating the bedroom. The sudden burst of light consumes my view. She snatches the phone from the dresser and clutches it tightly to her chest, giggling slightly. I peer at her under the covers, trying to snatch a glimpse.

“What is that?” I ask her calmly. She pulls the phone down, locking her screen with a click. She offers no response and snuggles beneath my...

It was barely 7AM and Helen was already driving herself crazy. She hadn’t slept in days. Hadn’t eaten, bathed, or bothered to run her fingers through her hair since she came to find her beloved home reduced to ash. She still hadn’t heard from her husband since before the fire, who was on yet another fatally-timed trip with his business partner somewhere without reliable cell reception, and the rad...

When we got married we had the prettiest wedding. Me and him instantly knew that more children was the best option for my daughter so she wouldn’t be lonely. We had two boys and another daughter. As we grew old together we decided to recreate our first date. We walked for hours and didn’t wanna stop we never got tired next to each other we kept on walking and talking to each other we knew we woul...

I know he’s lying. He has to be. When Henry and I got married, he told me that golfing was for loser old guys who only care about retirement. Henry’s more adventurous than that. There no way he could ever be golfing with his buddies. It’s ridiculous.

Henry and I have been married coming up on 6 years. It’s been crazy. We both never planned on settling down, so it was insane to think getting marri...