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The Rage Lingers On

Short story By: Km2
Flash fiction



This is for Mrs. Bradbury's new contest. My chosen song was Phil Collins' In The Air Tonight, which I'm sure and hope is pretty obvious when reading this. Come on people...lol. Enjoy!


Submitted:Aug 12, 2013    Reads: 44    Comments: 18    Likes: 10   


I can feel it, it's coming tonight, it's in the air. She's been out whoring around, I can just feel it.

Oh Lord!

I've been waiting for this moment, been waiting for it all my life. And the moment is finally here, oh Lordy.

You can feel that feeling coming along in the air of tonight, too, my dear... if you just stop and think for a minute. Breathe it all in.

I can see you, coming in through the door now, that smug smirk spread across your face, but it's all bullshit! You can wipe that sorry grin off your piehole, I know where you've been tonight... it's all been a pack of lies!

I've seen that face before, my sweet, but I still don't think you know quite who you are messing with. You don't know who I am...

I was there, madam! I saw what you did! Saw it with my own two eyes!

Now I feel like I am drowning... but if it was you, I wouldn't lend a hand; I'd pour more water atop your drowning face as you gasp and thrash, searching for that one rogue breath. I would enjoy watching you suffer, for once, the lifeless pity of your soul escaping from your eyes forever. Good! Oh Lord...

I can feel it thick in the air, now. Tonight is a good night for this to happen, as I said, I've been waiting a long time for this: All my life. I can feel it coming now, oh Lord... Oh Lord, what am I about to do?

The rage lingers on...

As she walks through the door again, I remember... I remember... Well?

Don't worry, how could I ever forget, especially now. This feels like the first time we ever met, only this is the last time, this is where we part ways. Say our final good-byes. I can no longer take the lies.

Now, hold on!

I know the reason you've been biting your lip, keeping your silence up. You can't fool me, Honey. I can see right through you.

And while my hurt may not show on the surface, it certainly will always continue to grow. Spreading like wildfire: A cancer eating away at my brain, ripping apart my mind.

It's no stranger to me, I've felt my life escalating towards this very moment for years, now...But to you? You won't be a stranger to it much longer. You'll be paying dearly for what you've done and put me through.

Oh Lord, I hope you're ready...

I can feel it rising out of the very air tonight, oh Lord.

I can't wait for another moment in my life to come, oh Lord!

I can feel it coming in the air tonight... Oh Lord, oh Lord...

Well, I have been waiting all my life for this moment to come. Let's get this over with. My word, the air is thick with it.

The end is here, it's no stranger to you and me.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord...

The rage lingers on.





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