Heartache…Friday fiction in five sentences.

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Bowed down, she sobbed in pain as his words cut through her heart and ripped it into little bits.

I am sorry, but it’s over he said.

Was it something I did she asked brokenly.

No, it’s not you. It’s just that I need some space to sort out stuff and I am just not feeling it anymore. He chose the location because he knew that she did not like confrontation and he wanted a quick way out.

The anger surged in her like a fiery ball of fire. All the wasted years of empty promises and he now decides he’s not feeling it. Well, it’s not going to be a quick sprint in the park. She rose like a maddened Tigress, picked up the vase on the table and emptied it’s watery content over his head. She gave him a resounding thwack with her bag and marched off in fury.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

30 thoughts on “Heartache…Friday fiction in five sentences.

  1. Seriously? She was so nice to him.Why a wack from her handbag? Why not the vase making a good contact with his head. A great force of collision. *Crack!*

    *Large Grin*

    Lovely story. Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Hi Jackie,

    I went from feeling sad like “awwww” to bursting out of laughter within seconds. XD

    Ah! Break-ups are hard, there’s a feeling of dejection and rejection that comes with the end of something that really can’t be rekindled. Sometimes the heart-breaker feels just as bad as the heartbroken,

    Enjoy the rest of the day.

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I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

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