stained glass
#snowmicro
She stood alone, tender cheek pressed against cool glass. The frosted panes soothed the ache he left behind. She hadn't bothered to look. No point. She was well versed in bruises and swollen flesh.
Why did she stay?
Shame gnawed at the raw places he loved to pick apart. It was her fault he was strung out on pain meds. Angry at the world. She'd been the one driving.
Thoughts of that night haunted her.
Headlights shone across slick pavement as their loud singing cut through the snowy silence, a stark contrast to the gentle swirling flakes that fell. Wet as they hit the windshield. Wet like the blood that covered the ground after the crash.
A shiver raked down her spine as she relived the nightmare. Her fault.
An unholy screech rent the air, snapping her weary eyes to the alley down below. Feral cats were fighting for scraps in the garbage bin.
If only she chose to fight.
Sighing heavily, she turned to switch position when a familiar form snagged her gaze.
John. The homeless man she'd secretly helped get a job and lodgings. Leaving was supposed to fix things.
And yet he was back.
Her fists slammed into the window, rattling the frame. "Why won't you help yourself?" her voice rasped. "You're pathetic!"
She crumpled to the floor, a heavy weight on her chest because she knew why.
But she didn't want to be a John anymore.
Hands shaking, she pulled out her phone and dialed 9-1-1.
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By Heather Hubler3 months ago in Fiction
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Great job congratulations
Congrats on Top Story!🥳
This story rings with authenticity and pain. Really well done! Congratulations on Top Story!
I read this several times before it sunk in; what a unique piece. A+++++
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Very interesting story
Dang it, Sis, I must have just missed this one when I went on "vacation." This is incredible! Congratulations!
Original and brilliantly done, no wonder this one got T.S.!
Wow, a very powerful and meaningful story. Congrats on Top Story!
A powerfully written story. Lots of emotions and feelings all felt so deeply. Congrats on a great story.
Congratulations on your very important top story
Wow - there are so many layers to this. The internal battle, the frustration, the knowing you need to leave but not feeling able to... all woven tightly and effectively together. Beautiful work. 💗
Vivid conflict here with distinct feelings of shame and anger evoked. Well written!
Nice work here on your top story Heather. Did you write something similar once before? I have a recollection of an accident related micro and thought this was from you? Was wondering if it was adapted for the challenge. 🤔
It's hard to help ourselves when we don't know where to start, or if it'll even change anything. Will my life be better if I stop this, or do that? The "if" is the problem, but we can't escape it, because weighing the pros and cons is ingrained in our nature. Excellent story, Heather <3
Did I not say I'd be back to say Congrats! Congrats! lol.
Oh my, Heather! I can feel tears welling over that last part. That reached in! ❤️
Very deep and intense
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This was so deserving of a top story! It really strikes a deep place inside me. GREAT piece!!! 💖
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Awesome!!! Brilliantly written!!!💕❤️❤️ Congratulations on Top Story!!!
How did I miss this one. 🙌 👏 bravo You went deep in this one, the POV. Was emotional and felt real. “Why won't you help yourself?" her voice rasped. "You're pathetic!" Congratulations
Kudos! Keep excelling in your work—congratulations!
Heather, it is masterful how you weave such depth into this microfiction piece. I am in awe. Well done! Abuse and hopelessness are practically characters in this short creation.