3 Ways To Die

3 Ways To Die

There are 3 ways to die. To shuffle gently off this mortal coil, to jump or to be pushed. She knew which one she would have chosen. But that option had been snatched from her. And the injustice of it sat bitterly in her mouth. What she had done was wrong, she knew...
Saturday Afternoon

Saturday Afternoon

It was Saturday afternoon, and Saturday afternoons were little George’s favourite time of the week. Dad was watching the football, George had pretended to watch with him and had tried to understand. He had ‘helped’ mum make the picnic and pack the...
Don’t Leave Me

Don’t Leave Me

My body was shaking with pain. A physical pain that travelled around my body stopping here and there to make me hurt more. I needed this pain; I needed to feel something. The numbness I had been feeling was taking my fight away. The mental pain stayed still. It grated...
Unconditional?

Unconditional?

Oh God, I can see the rage in his face. He is trying to suppress it but I know him so well; the signs are obvious to me. There’s a vein and you can just see it’s throbbing slightly. He is sweating and gritting his teeth. He is going to come home in a terrible mood and...
Eve Or Eva?

Eve Or Eva?

She draped herself seductively across the bed and watched in mild amusement as he made his way nervously from the bathroom across the deep pile carpet. She flashed a smile that she knew would put him at ease. This was not her first rodeo after all, even if it was his....
Don’t Screw This Up For Me

Don’t Screw This Up For Me

“Don’t screw this up for me,” his breath is hot and close on my neck. His hand moves me forward like the puppet I have become. Clothes I don’t own drape precariously on a body which is no longer just mine, a passport with my face and someone...