Regret

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
For the Flash Fiction Summer 2019 contest. Makes no sense out of context!

Submitted: August 11, 2019

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It’s easy to take things one step at a time. But this was the last step. After this step, the decision was made. On one side - the platform, on the other, the train. Cassie on one side, Victoria on the other. His brain was ceaselessly playing that wretched song over and over and over, allowing no respite for even a moment.

ShouldIStayOrShouldIGo

SoComeOnNowAndLetMeKnow

Cassie was back home. She suspected nothing, probably never would. But he would know. Could his eyes look into hers without betraying his dirty little secret? Then he remembered the contours of Victoria’s body. Words like voluptuous and scintillating licked away at him and that familiar hunger gnawed. The hunger told him that Cassie would never know, and he’d regret not having Victoria. Victoria. The name was fire. Cassie. The name was iron.

Regret. The word was inevitable.

The train doors began to flash, the train’s alarm squawked. Go or stay. Action or inaction. Those were the two choices left, and if he didn’t act, the choice would be taken from him. He lifted a hesitant foot. Fire or iron? Regret or Regret?

ShouldIStayOrShouldIGo?


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