Thursday, September 7, 2017

Writing Wednesday - Shotgun

Note... I DID start this yesterday but with work and a toddler dropping a cookie sheet on her toe and needing mommy to sleep next to her ... Yeah... It didn't get posted until today.

Flash Fiction: A piece of fiction that is extremely brief, typically only a few hundred words or fewer
The Challenge: Write a piece in 100 words or less using the prompt…
The Prompt: She dropped the shotgun on the bed

Cassie turned, her eyes wide. “What did they do? I can’t be married to him! Not David!”
Her breath caught in her throat as she choked back a sob. Tears trickled down her cheeks. The wooden stock glistened in the flickering firelight. Her hands shook as she took the shotgun from its spot on the mantle.
“I won’t be forced into this. He’s a horrible person.”
The door creaked open bringing with it a cold blast of air. David’s evil sneer turned to shock as the smell of spent gunpowder filled the room. She dropped the shotgun on the bed…

Fire pulsed through her veins. Overwhelming her. Consuming her. Her heart raced, pumping the flames even faster.
“Get a hold of yourself, Ember.” His murmured words were almost muffled by the crackling and popping in her ears.
The wood in her hands almost disintegrated into ash of it’s own accord while the metal became a dripping, molten mass. She scanned the room, her gaze stopping on Trent’s face. All the color had drained. She dropped what remained of the shotgun on the bed. The blankets seemed to pull back from it as if in fear, their edges singed and smoking.

Water dripped from her clothes, puddling on the floor. She glanced at the dog shivering next to her, crouching near the barely warm fireplace.
“Go lay down, Chance. You did real good today.”
The dog’s tail thumped once then was still as his head rested on his paws.
Tracy almost didn’t have the strength to strip out of her wet clothes before she collapsed next to the shotgun she’d dropped on the bed.
She groaned as a knock came at the door. “What?”
“It’s the game warden. Open up.”
She forced her eyes open a crack then rolled over.

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