Flash Fiction: I Don’t Love YOU Anymore
Love can die if we want to. Or maybe not.
Dear Peter,
I don’t love you anymore. There, I said it. Actually, there, I wrote it. Not because I am a coward; I just didn’t want to see the pain in your eyes. Not again. It is all I see for quite some time, Peter. Your heart being shattered right in front of me. Everything I say, everything I do, is wrong. You never say that to me, but I can see it, I can feel it. And I can’t stand it anymore. I can’t stand being the bad one and you being the good one.
I am tired. I am tired of always coming second in your life. Your precious self-control is what you love the most, not me. Having the upper hand is what you loved the most, not me. Crumbles are not enough to satisfy me anymore. I am no longer hungry for your love. I don’t love you anymore.
You thought that by showing me how much you cared, you would lose me. That I would end up taking you for granted. That I could shape you any way I wanted. I saw the fear in your eyes Peter, but there was nothing I could do to help you beat it. How could I fight a ghost? How could I kill a demon that you protect so well?
I am not leaving you. You left the door open for me to leave. I am only doing what you deep down want me to do. I hope you are happy. No, on second thought, I actually hope you are not. I hope you miss me like crazy. I hope you never get a moment’s peace, constantly thinking about me. I don’t love you anymore. But I know you still love me. You owe that to me!
I hear your foosteps. You open the door and call my name. You say you brought dinner; Chinese, my favorite. And suddenly, I forget everything. My heart starts beating so fast, that I am afraid everyone can hear it. I rush into your arms. I don’t know why. I don’t love you anymore.
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Tags: Flash fiction, flash fiction story, love
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October 27th, 2011 at 1:21 pm
I really enjoyed the story and loved the twist at the end.
October 27th, 2011 at 5:39 pm
Interesting writing and a nice about face in the ending.
October 28th, 2011 at 5:41 am
good story. I enjoyed reading this.
October 28th, 2011 at 5:55 am
Thanks everyone! The twist in the end happened because I wanted to show that deep down, the character still loved Peter. She was just trying to convince herself she didn’t.
October 28th, 2011 at 10:02 am
Really good writing style.
October 28th, 2011 at 7:33 pm
I, too, loved the twist at the end, but I’m feeling the inevitable emptiness that, despite her rushing into his arms, she will be left with on the morrow and long after the smell of Chinese food has dissipated.
Is this part of a larger work?
Thanks.
November 12th, 2011 at 3:12 am
A great story well focused
November 23rd, 2011 at 9:08 pm
its really soOOOOooo goOOd. . .i love the story. .it face the reality. .
May 21st, 2012 at 8:06 am
Thanks everyone! So glad you enjoyed my flash fiction story!
FX7777222000: What you describe is one of the possibilities. I chose to make the ending ambiguous so that everyone could come to his own conclusions.