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Rated: 13+ · Message Forum · Contest · #896794

Enter your story of 300 words or less.

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300 words. I hope posting here is alright with you, because I've got too many static items. 18+ for one word in the second paragraph. And if it's alright, could you possibly review here:
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#1877478 by ScarletRose Author IconMail Icon
It has the text there as well, just along with some other writing.

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In the humid evening of August fourth, I ruined my life. I can see you shaking your head in exasperation and disbelief, but that doesn't change anything. The occasional web of lightning lit up the sky like day, until it faded back to stormy gray. I donned a heavy rain coat and slunk into the wet streets.

When I told you that I was seeing an old friend tonight, you must have believed it enough to risk a night out with your whore. You really thought I'd remain oblivious? You should have known. But in any case, I found you out that night, when I slouched into the small diner. The lights were low and the atmosphere one of pleasant familiarity. To the tune of low voices, I headed to the bar and bumped into the smartly dressed frame of a man perhaps five inches taller than myself.

"My bad. Excu--" I stopped when I saw the man's face. "Ethan?" I asked in disbelief. You wore an expression of sickening guilt on your face.

"Jasmine!" You cried, biting your lip. I would have asked what you were doing here, but the answer slid smoothly onto your arm with a seductive smile.

"Who's this, Ethan?" She asked after a kiss, hanging onto you like a parasite. You stuttered as you looked between us.

"How long?" I asked in a low voice. You opened your mouth to begin some asinine excuse, and I simply walked away, breaking into a sprint across the soaked road.

"No! Jasmine! Wait!"

"Stay away from me!" I screamed back. You ran after me, but I was faster and you slipped on a puddle, landing squarely on your ass in the middle of the street.

My last glimpse of you was lost in a flash of yellow porshe.

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