Writer's Block: Smashed

[garnigal]

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He should have moved the key.

She stood in the apartment, soaking in the comfort of everything she'd lost. The brown leather couch they cuddled in on movie nights. The tiny table they shared so many meals at. The telephone handset she'd thrown at him during one of their last fights. The hole in the wall where she'd punched through when he told her they were over.

The note on the fridge signed Love, Chelsea.

Her eyes flashed furiously as she pulled the note out from under the magnet. "Had a great time last night... can't wait to see you again... love... love... love..." She tore it into tiny pieces and dropped it disdainfully to the floor.

There weren't any tears as she tossed the dining room chairs off the balcony and watched them splinter on the concrete five stories below. She didn't cry when she slashed the couch and chairs with a convenient steak knife. No wracking sobs when she took her crowbar to the telephone, the television and the stereo.

She didn't bother to lock the door behind her when she left.

He definitely should have moved the key.

Comments

[jerusha]

Yes, he definitely should have moved the key. I think you really captured the anger and desperation of an ended relationship.

[brandywine421.livejournal.com]

There weren't any tears as she tossed the dining room chairs off the balcony and watched them splinter on the concrete five stories below. She didn't cry when she slashed the couch and chairs with a convenient steak knife. No wracking sobs when she took her crowbar to the telephone, the television and the stereo.

I really like this bit. Thanks for sharing!

[garnigal.livejournal.com]

Thanks Brandy. These little Writer's Block things are really addictive!

[garnigal.livejournal.com]

Thanks. That is going to be one ticked off guy when he comes home.

[jmbauhaus.livejournal.com]

Whoa. You're on a dark streak lately. I like it. Also like the repetition of the first and last lines.

[garnigal.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I couldn't pick one particular thing to smash, so I just decided it should all go, and then I had to figure out why.

Hell hath no fury, as they say.

[garnigal.livejournal.com]

I have to admit, that repetition thing is something of a trademark in my short pieces and drabbles. I love it, but I should probably be careful.

As for a dark streak... who me? I'm cute and sweet and fluffy bunnies! Evil fluffy bunnies. Mwhahaha.