Crazy Love, A Flash Fiction

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Crazy Love

Invincible. I’m in love, crazy love.

My sister, Jen, mocks me. “Who this time?”

“No one you know.”

When Jose begs off two consecutive nights, I trail him but uncover no answers. I crave his kisses on my neck. I sear.

After midnight, I’m awakened by Jen shimmying down the drainpipe, which sways like it’s hanging by a screw. She drops into Jose’s arms. His lips trace her neck.

The next day after Jose says he has plans, I ask, “Are we okay?”

“Yeah. I got stuff.” He doesn’t meet my eyes.

“Me, too.” Mine involves a screwdriver.


Sascha Darlington

64 thoughts on “Crazy Love, A Flash Fiction

    1. In one of the original iterations I had a line saying that Jen was a boyfriend thief, but I thought it might come across that a week later Jen has taken up with Jose. Maybe it’s too subtle. And, no, you’re right. Jose is to blame as well. Thanks for your input, Alice. 🙂

  1. What kind of sister does that?
    What kind of boyfriend does that?
    I think they both deserve a little twist of the screwdriver. Ggrrr …. betrayal and infidelity.
    Great story, Sascha. You got my emotions to rise. 😊
    Isadora 😎

  2. That’s ‘crazy love’ indeed. Although she’s certainly been provoked to her act of craziness. And I love the flat tone in which she delivers her killer line. Well built story.

      1. You are of course welcome to anything from my limited repertoire, Sascha, but with your talent it seems somewhat superfluous!

  3. Me thinks Jose has a nasty surprise coming this way. Loved the concise language, especially “I sear.”

    You left a nice comment on my story, which I somehow deleted instead of replying to it, so I wanted to say thanks!

  4. This was an intriguing read Sascha. It offers many possible scenarios. At least she did not want to become involved in a Lorena Bobbitt situation in which the offender’s days of cheating are “cut short”. She could also have greased the pipe and placed a large barrel of water at the base. A rather crude awakening for her sole mate. Revenge at arm’s length works best I guess. 🙂

      1. I agree with you totally Sascha. Revenge is never the answer. But I was thinking about the notion of the “cold reality” awakening the cheating partner.

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