Holding onto Hurricanes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Review Chain

Jack and Zoe make for an unusual couple. They’ve been on and off for years and Zoe in particular has a taste for a wilder style of relationship. Now, however, it must end.
-> Contest Entry for the Review Chain May '21 contest.

What am I doing with my life?

Why am doing this to myself?

 

These thoughts have been accompanying me for some time now. You could chalk them up to the normal ‘worries and anxieties of the average mid-twenties’ student’, but I know now that it’s in no small part due to-

 

“Hey Jack. You wanted to talk?”

 

I look up from the cup of coffee I had lost my thoughts in and lock eyes with Zoe – my girlfriend.

She sits down across from me with a cup of coffee of her own. Milk, no sugar. Just the way she likes it.

 

I’ve been talking myself up into doing this for a while now, yet now I find myself unable to look her in the eye.

I have to do this. Now. Quick and painless. Like a band aid.

 

For the next few minutes neither of us says anything. I have a hunch she knows what I try to force myself into saying, but she isn’t going to help me say it.

 

It has to be the last time. No more on and off.

 

Eventually both of our coffees have gone cold, and you could hear it rumbling outside.

Zoe stands up and I lock eyes with her again. Her look tells me all I need to know.

In a way this has always been on of our strengths. We never needed long speeches to convey something to the other.

She holds my look for a moment, before leaving into the storm brewing outside.

 

I don’t know what to feel. I stand by this decision, but it hurts.

Yet, in way, it also feels oddly liberating. In a sort of ‘best, worst day ever’ sort of way.

 

Never try and date your best friend. I thought it was bullshit. Look where that got me.

Not that I never had doubts. Zoe was always more ‘open’ about our relationship, which I never really liked. She always liked it wild.

Still, I feel like I just lost more than a girlfriend. I lost a friend.

And how typical of me to not even say anything. I’m such a coward.

 

I sigh and take a look out the window. It was pouring like mad outside. I do hope she isn’t trying to walk all the way home in this weather. She can be stubborn like that, especially after an event like this.

 

Might as well order another cup if I’m waiting out the storm in here.

 

 

I never saw Zoe again after that. By the time I got home, she had packed all her stuff and went off to… someone. I didn’t ask.

Time passed. I made new friends, found a new girlfriend. Life went on.

 

Wherever she may be, though… I hope she is happy.

 

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And that’s a wrap! Short and bittersweet... hopefully. I hope I did the whole "Flash fiction" thing right.

One more story still coming out at the end of this month, although technically this also counts as me being 1 whole year on Booksie, so… yeah! Go me?

Feedback is appreciated, as always. See ya!


Submitted: May 06, 2021

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Matthew Hair

This is nice and compact. There's a lot of character packed into a small number of words.
It works really well for flash fiction; you definitely got that down.
It also has a sense of romantic tragedy.
Great work overall.

Fri, May 21st, 2021 5:24am

Burgerhicks80

Great story! I love the title as well. Congrats on winning!

Wed, June 2nd, 2021 12:18pm

Archia

I really liked your story, you got a lot across in a short piece (which is doing the whole flash fiction thing right). The whole piece showed a lot about both of their characters and also their relationship. It was a very bittersweet ending, sad but also making the right choice. Great story.

Sun, June 13th, 2021 10:36pm

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