Be my valentine

This story is based on a neighbour who lives in the flat directly above me and watches my every move.

Be my valentine

He clasped her cheeks together in his palms making her resemble a hamster. She stood staring up adoringly into his fuzzy face with glowing green eyes. He kissed her and simultaneously reached his right arm towards the door; slowly unlocking. She focused on where her high heels had worn hundreds of tiny craters in the floorboards below.

He left her with a single, dying, red rose and an impetuous valentine’s card. He thumped through the storm doors with his numerous bags, bashing them off the stairwell, pounding his heavy feet that echoed through the building, a boom as the front door slammed. She sighed silently and crept to the bedroom to fetch the second set of keys to lock the door.

He watched. Leaning closer to the window so that his breath outlined a small semi-circle of condensation, he examined his neighbour cram awkwardly sized bags into his car. He recognised the man wore the fleece that he had come to assume was his favourite; he closely inspected him as he sat in the car prodding details into his GPS and sneered as the car took him away, out of sight, leaving her, for the last time.

He slunk down the stairs, back crooked, hands dirty. He pushed through the storm doors, twisting his wrist tightly around the hammer. His cold, dark, pebble eyes met hers; wide and open. ‘Be my valentine’ he said as he lifted the hammer and brought it crashing down.

 

Author's Note

I tried to keep my story as flash fiction and under 250 words - please let me know what you think! :)

Reviews

[Steph]

Gosh that was a dramatic read! Really suspenseful for such a short amount of words. I loved your descriptions and the variety of verbs you used. I think you're really talented!