Now and forever
Written by: Kits
She had been making out under the blanket of stars ever since she could remember. Well, maybe when she turned 15, just to keep things real. The boys, they were never really of a particular type. Red-haired, brunettes, tall, short – all sorts. She never went for the fat ones though post the Randall incident (He had squished her in a moment of passion you see!)
Her mama was an alcoholic. Her step-dad was a no-good sob and always leched at her. They called her names behind her back. ‘Whore’, ‘slut’, ‘skank’. The names didn’t affect her so much. And with the boys, sometimes, it was fun, other times utterly boring – ‘I mean, like seriously someone’s gotta learn how to use their tongue there!’
This time, she instinctively knew was different. Micky (née Michelle) wore Goth but had the face of an angel – all baby blue eyes and dyed black hair. Her touch was gentle and sweet – a woman’s touch. All that leather and yet such softness to the skin.
She closed her eyes and let her universe implode around her.
You have said a hellava lot in a very short story. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
wow. i guess when love is that hard to come by you have to get it wherever you can. this could’ve easily become maudlin, but you did nice job of keeping it steady – telling the story and letting the reader do the feeling & thinking. short but sharp.
You just had to name her Micky didn’t you? Grr.
But-um. Erm. Aherm. Uhm. Great Imagery.
And you sure have some wild imagination. Good kinda wild though.
Great story! What a great take on the image in the prompt. I love how much is said in this short piece and the last two lines are amazing!
Thanks so much u guys