Prompt Winner: Renee L. Tennis-McKinley
Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend. Guess what – we made it to the end of another story! Hooray!
This week, our story is brought to a close by Renee’s awesomely surprising response to the prompt! I definitely didn’t see that twist coming, and I’m so glad it ended with a bang – it even left me a little shell-shocked. I wasn’t sure where the story would end up, but once again our writers have amazed me by telling a fun tale in such short bursts.
Odessa gasped as she back pedaled. The shadow on the balcony moved at the same time, bursting through the plate glass door. Marbles of safety glass scattered under his feet. Odessa used his momentary imbalance to race for the door. She skidded to a stop at the sight of the knob still rattling, someone on the other side still pounding.
She hesitated too long, the intruder from the balcony regained his footing and rushed her. She screamed as she dodged his grasp. The pounding intensified and a voice bellowed from the outer hall, “Odessa! Open the door, Odessa!”
The intruder blocked her path, he was dressed in faded jeans and black hoodie. His breath came in pants as the pounding stopped.
“Odessa, wait,” the figure whispered.
Odessa’s mouth dropped in recognition, “James! Why…?
Before he could answer the door burst open. A tall man dressed in business gray filled the door frame. James turned in surprise.
“Hello James. I gather you weren’t expecting to see me.”
“Arch.” James spit the name.
Odessa’s head swiveled back and forth between the two men. “Arch? Archer Carrington? But…but you aren’t real! I made you up!”
“Really, my dear, you’re going to continue this charade?” Archer shook his head, “if you had just walked away and kept your nose out of my business.”
James looked at Odessa in confusion, “What’s he talking about, O’?”
She glared at archer, “Don’t listen to him James. He’s a liar.”
“Me? Archer laughed, “I’m not nearly the liar you are, that was quite the tale you crafted. You used poor James to fill in enough truth to ruin my career. Except you forgot the part about the angry lover.”
“We were never lovers Archer!” she hissed.
James pulled her missing gun from the pocket of the hoodie and pointed it at her, “No, O’, you weren’t his lover.” He turned to Carrington, “I’m so sorry Arch, I didn’t know she was going to trash you like that. I’d never have gone along with it no matter how mad I was at you.”
And there you have it! Renee’s compelling finish to a story filled with anxiety and suspense. It definitely isn’t easy to tell such a short story, and it’s a testament to the talent of the writers how great this story turned out. I’m already looking forward to the next one! Be sure to check this story out as a whole under Completed Stories in the Tuesday Flash Fiction Train menu when it goes up later this week. If you have suggestions for a title, I’d love to hear it. If we get more than one, I’ll put it up to a vote!
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Announcement: This week, there won’t be a #TuesFlashFicTrain prompt. I’ve decided to put week-long breaks in between each story, while I format and post the finished one. Be sure to check out the new prompt next week!
As always, think happy thoughts!