Short Stories Series

It was a wet lonely evening, as I sat by the porch stairs, watching the rain. I sat there crying, reflecting on what just happened. Why did he act like that or say what he said and just leave?

I replayed the event over and over in my head. I sat down there for hours, crying, contemplating, wishing that did not just happen. Lost in my thoughts, startled by the sound of the door opening, my sister comes out yelling at me to come get dinner, I quickly clean up my tears and smile at her, putting up a facade like nothing ever happened.

The next day, I lay awake on my bed, thoughts to myself

Okay, you got this. Deep breaths.. It is a bright and beautiful day today, the sun is out and my life is so bright like the sun. I literally need shades.”


I get off my bed and prepare for work . Kiss my dog goodbye and hug my sister on the way out. At work, dazed out of my day I caught myself day dreaming about the other day with this man I called my boyfriend. Boy what an experience! The mere thought of him made me sweat and made my knees weak. It’s like I could feel him right there beside me. His breath moving so closely around my neck.

How did he have this much power over me. It’s like he controls me and I just give in. He feels like a God and gosh he looks like one too. I can’t even speak when I’m around him. Words come out of my mouth in my head but in reality it’s all gibberish. The stuff he does to me, how he touches me just puts me in a trance. I’m just so stupidly attracted to him and he knows it. He knows my weakness. Something about him is so enigmatic. His drawing grey eyes, so piercing but still so beautiful, his.. ” Melisa!” My colleague at my desk says, it frightens me, I look up. “Hey..” trying to cover up me not having an out of body experience.

Mr mysterious, he was like an addictive drug, I shouldn’t be taking that I could not get enough of. I knew he was so bad for me but he was like a force. God what is wrong with me? How did I get here? My colleague Sharon, is still at my desk, going on about the schedule for next week. If only she knew.

He just brought out another part of me that excited me, the rush. Someone I didn’t even know existed or was capable of doing the things we have done.

Okay let me know what you all think? I would love to know the Title you would give this story, let me know in the comment section, it might just become the Title.