Maydays: Flash Fiction – Broken. #Maydays



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Thanks to K.L. Caley from new2writing for hosting #maydays prompts. Today’s prompt is something breaking.

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He’d given me them on my birthday. “Oooooo, Crystal wine glasses. They’re exactly the glasses I wanted, the qualities exceptional. It will be great to have actual wine glasses to drink our wine out of each night.”

“I’m happy you like them Francine, but there only part of your gift.” Collin said pulling me out of my chair and kissing me. 

Our lips met and sparks exploded and collided between us. He started to remove my shirt and kiss his way across my chest.

As he kissed me I was thinking about the Crystal wine glasses. 

Many woman might think receiving wine glasses as part of a birthday present from your guy is too functional. But Collin had given me a gift card for a place I liked to shop too. Although, I adored the Crystal wine glasses the most.

I brought myself out of my thoughts back to Collin, kissing him back and undoing his belt.

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(A Year Later)

“Such a beautiful time of the day. I love dusk, the sky is a purple haze. And we get to sit out here and drink our wine. This Malbec is delicious by the way. It has the right amount of sharpness.” I felt happy but Collin was in an off mood.

It’s good you like the wine, what did you do today?” 

“I’m trying to finish another novel. Sorry, if I’ve been distant. Sometimes I feel caught in my literary world while I write, ” I said.

“You’ve been more than distant Francine. You’re always writing no matter the time of day, and when you’re aren’t writing your distracted. It’s as if a part of you isn’t there.” Collin said angrily.

” I’m trying to spend more time with you but there is only so man hours in a day. I’ve been having lunch and breakfast with you nearly everyday and we always sit out on our porch with our wine at night and talk. It’s our thing and I’d never miss it.”

Collin gazed at me with ire. “I’m a hundred percent into this relationship and you’re only investing fifty-percent because you are too busy writing.”

“What do you mean? You work late all the time at the office? Writings my job, my passion.” 

Collin sat up suddenly. “I deserve better.”He was upset and with a swoop of his hand, swept the table between us free of wine glasses and wine.

The Crystal glasses shattered on impact but the bottle of wine was fine, albeit, some of the wine had poured onto the porch. I kneeled down, picking up a bigger piece of Crystal.

 “Don’t touch that Francine, you’ll cut yourself.” Collin warned.

I peered up at him. “It’s too late Collin, it’s broken. Everything’s broken.” 

I walked into the house and locked the door behind me.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

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8 thoughts on “Maydays: Flash Fiction – Broken. #Maydays”

  1. How sad that the relationship broke up over this misunderstanding. I think Collin was a bit overboard! Francine has a job and that job is writing. If Collin doesn’t see that then he doesn’t deserve Francine. Great story, Mandi!

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  2. I don’t think he is giving 100% …I doubt anyone gives that, if they have a job and commitments. His work is important to him and I’m sure her’s is important to her, so they need to work things out that will satisfy both of them. That’s not always easy when each of them could be on different schedules..Sometimes you may run into conflicts like this and think it’s all over, but with a little cooling off time and thinking about the situation, things have a tendency to improve. Wonderful story, Mandi.

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    1. Thanks Jessie. I’m sure they work it out. I just think Collin was in a bad mood. Not to mention, he mistakenly believes her job isn’t much of a job and not important. Him realizing this would help a lot. I’m glad you found this story relatable 🙂

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