This is the first time since I’ve been doing Friday Fictioneers that I’ve missed multiple ones. It feels so good to be back…although I do miss vacation. 🙂
And what about this wonderful picture makes me think: murder?
Oh, I just saw the picture credit…that must have been subliminal knowing on my part. 😉
Good Little Girl (100 words)
The residence is so deceptively charming, much like its owner: all panache, little substance.
Drake insisted I stay at the station, but I wanted to be the one to snap the cuffs on Welch’s wrists. Welch had wanted to do that to me, make me one of his submissives—as if. He wanted an entire legion of good little girls. I was never, and will never be, anyone’s good little girl.
When no one answers, we barge in. A familiar coppery odor hangs heavy.
I guess I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to be his good little girl.
end
Sascha Darlington
I guess he got a more permanent comeuppance 🙂
I think so! Thanks for reading. 🙂
By police procedure she ought not to be involved. But then, how would she confess to her colleagues she’d played with Welch? I wasn’t entirely sure whether the corpse was Welch or his victim
I guess I was imagining her in an undercover capacity. I wonder how if I would have done it differently if she was almost one of his victims.
Thanks, Neil! 🙂
An effectively ambiguous ending.
Thank you, Sandra! 🙂
I like that the police officer had been previously associated with Welch. That should be a dilemma for her, if she cares about PACE (Police and Criminal Evidence act), but you make it clear that the desire for revenge burns strong in her. Lots of backstory for us to imagine in this piece!
btw In the last line should it be “didn’t” rather than “did”?
Thanks, Penny. I was imagining a scenario in which she was an undercover vice detective. I must say that the idea of having him be from her past would be intriguing.
And, yes, thanks for the catch….unless it was Freudian. ha. 🙂
That coppery odor told the tale. If it was “heavy”, the scene must have been brutal. The girl went wild and meant business. A good story well written, Sascha. —- Suzanne
Thank you, Suzanne! 🙂
Sounds like he deserved it. Good thriller Sascha.
Oh my!! VERY well done…
Thank you so much! 🙂
What is it about that picture that made so many of us jump to death? At least it’s someone else’s fictional deaths and not our own.
That’s always good. Of course, if I had died, I probably wouldn’t have written the story. 😀
Haven’t you ever heard of a ghost writter?
lol
Dear Sascha,
Perhaps it’s the photo prompt donor that makes us go with murder this week. 😉 Well written story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
That’s what I figured, Rochelle, when I saw who the donor was. It all makes perfect sense then. 😀 Thanks, Rochelle!
Even little girls can be brave. Reminds me a bit of the movie “Hard Candy”. Well done.
Thank you, Tannille! 🙂
This picture seems to be bringing out a lot of murder and mayhem. Perhaps because it is too prim and proper and ordered. Maybe.
Maybe we’re all too cynical now and when we see something pretty we just have to imagine the worst. 🙂 Thanks for reading, Kelvin.
Maybe. I hope not though. 🙏
Sounds like he got what he deserved.
I think you’re right! Thank you, Jo!
Great characterisation and inner monologue – we get hints of a fascinating backstory.
Thank you so much, Margaret! 🙂
Suspenseful and well-written, Sasha.
Isadora 😎
Thank you so much, Isadora!
You set the scene so well then left us wondering. Brilliant.
My go at Friday Fictioneers!
Many thanks, Keith! 🙂
Sounds to me like the world is well rid of him. Good little girl, indeed.
Thank you, Linda! 🙂
Welcome back!
Wonderful return, let me tell you…
Love the ambiguous ending, too.
Thank you and thank you, Dale! 🙂
This man Drake had a fancy for good little girls. Someone had to snap out of it. Good that it was you who had the courage to break free.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting! 🙂
Oh, I love this! Really well done in such a small time frame.