U is for Ultimatum

      It had been the best 4 years of Brianna’s life, no doubt.   She loved Dillon.  If Dillon loved her, he would marry her.  All their friends were married. 

     

        Either a diamond on her finger or she would kick him to the curb…that was the deal.  Shit or get off the pot!

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The Call

This is a fictional piece I wrote for the Write Tribe Wednesday #6 writing prompt

     I kept watching the clock.  It was only 15 minutes until I could clock out and rush to meet her.  Today is the day!  I am going to propose to the love of my life!  I can’t wait to meet her at our favorite restaurant.  She has no idea that in my pocket I hold the diamond ring I chose for her.   She only knows we are to meet.

       She had texted me earlier that she only had a few more errands to run and then we could be together.  By then, my work day will be over and the weekend can begin.  I love weekends because I spend every moment with her.  How I love her, and tonight she will finally know how much.

       As I log off my computer my phone rings.  Should I answer?  I don’t want too.  I want to start my weekend!!  I want to rush to her side.  I want her to say yes so we can begin the rest of our lives together.    I see on the caller ID it is her mother.  I better answer.

     With a song in my heart I answer to discover her mother sobbing on the other end.  My breath catches as I hear the news.  My heart stops a beat.  There has been an accident and my love has been killed.  My life is as over as is hers.  “How will I live without her?” I wonder as I am overtaken with heart retching sobs.