Had a burst of creativity, so I just wrote a really short story. Its about nobody in particular, just words and ideas that came into my head. If I write any more, Ill post it here (probably wont be until Tuesday, Im now out of weed )

She stood naked in the doorway, beautiful as polished glass. Her hair still shimmering from the wetness of the shower she had just taken, I kissed her passionately on the lips. I hadn’t kissed this girl for over two years, and now I was back in her arms again. As we parted, I noticed something.
She kissed in a different style than she did two years ago.
I felt a nudge in the small of my back, a gentle reminder of what I was here to do. For a few seconds, I didn’t have it. It only took me a split second to come to my senses. I stared longing into her eyes; love had infatuated both of us.
“I’m sorry”.
I pulled the Smith and Wesson revolver out from my jeans, stepped back a few paces, and bought the weapon up to aim. I flicked the safety off, pulled the hammer back and rested my finger on the trigger. Gently does it, I don’t want to rush things now. A few more seconds passed, her standing there with a look of horror on her face, me looking down the sights of the revolver. She started to open her mouth. What would come out, I would never know.
A single shot rang out in her house. The smoke cleared, and she had gone. I felt a smatter of blood hit my face. Warm, almost cosy. I wanted to look down; I always looked at the body before leaving. It was a thing I did. I couldn’t bring myself to look at her naked, bleeding, twitching, dead body. I put the safety on the revolver, placed it back in my jeans, turned around and walked out, a silent tear running down my bloodied face.
Tom Swierzbinski Reviewed by Tom Swierzbinski on . My little story Ive just written Had a burst of creativity, so I just wrote a really short story. Its about nobody in particular, just words and ideas that came into my head. If I write any more, Ill post it here (probably wont be until Tuesday, Im now out of weed :( ) She stood naked in the doorway, beautiful as polished glass. Her hair still shimmering from the wetness of the shower she had just taken, I kissed her passionately on the lips. I hadn’t kissed this girl for over two years, and now I was back in her arms Rating: 5