Flash Fiction Friday 2022 – Week 31
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Excerpts
Headaches
Carla popped another pill down her throat and washed it down with a glass of cold water. The massive headaches simply wouldn’t go away.
“What’s wrong with me?” she muttered, clenching her teeth.
It was a question she had been asking herself for a couple of days now. She had never experienced symptoms like this not even when she rebounded from massive caffeine intakes. Gone were the days when she needed an energy drink just to get out of bed in the morning. The new job was gratifying and pushed her to do more than she thought possible but it was getting harder and harder to manage when every vein on her head threatened to explode.
“Just go away already!” she said, a request that fell on reality’s deaf ears. When she was younger, cold showers often worked to ease temporary migraines, but this was going on for far too long now and there simply was no justification for it.
Carla was still trying to make sense of her pains and tribulations when she received a video call on her laptop. It was her cousin and occasional roommate Judy who wanted to know how she was doing.
(…)
Hidden Desires
Lucy and Marcia woke up in the bedroom of the latter’s house, completely naked, their perky breasts and tight pussies blushing at the realization that the previous night had changed everything for them. The owner of the place was the first to speak, her voice coming out slightly muffled by remnants of recent carnal delights.
“Did we…?” she asked.
“I think we did… “ Lucy nodded. untamed lust in her aquamarine eyes. “… and I liked it.”
“I liked it too but I’m confused.”
“Confused about what?” Lucy adjusted the pillow behind her back.
“Do you remember how we got here?”
“Now that you mention it, no. Everything is…”
“… blurry, yeah. I feel the same. What do you remember then?”
(…)
No One Is Safe
The appalling scream shook the entire hospital ward. Samuel banged his forehead against the rugged wall, hoping for a relief that would never come.
“Fuck, it hurts! Make it stop! Please, make it stop!”
“Dr.?” his girlfriend Farrah addressed the white-scrubbed man in the room. “Dr. Morton, you need to do something!”
“There’s not much we can do at this stage, Miss Meadows,” the thick-glasses, bearded man replied. “The parasite inside him has grown too large to be safely removed without killing the host. I can give him some drugs to ease the pain but the creature is bound to erupt soon. I’d say my goodbyes if I were you.”
“But, Dr…”
“I’m sorry, Miss Meadows, I truly am.”
“Is this really the end?” Samuel leaned against the wall, dark red blood flowing from his forehead. A small, translucent tendril could be seen emerging from the open wound.
(…)
What Is Your Wish?
The genie floated in the air, three feet above Deon’s head. The fantastic creature of immense power could have assumed any form it wished after being summoned and yet had chosen a perfect replica of his ex-girlfriend, Jessica, down to the annoying whining when he took too long to do something.
“Will you hurry the fuck up?” she said, arms crossed over her generous bosom. I haven’t got all day.”
“You just told me you were trapped in that oil lamp for three thousand years!” Deon grumbled. “Surely you can afford a couple more minutes while I think of my wishes.”
“Who said anything about wishes? You’re only entitled to one, and that’s because I’m feeling generous.”
“One? What a rip-off! Such a daring rescue deserved the usual three or something!”
“There was nothing daring about dropping the box where they kept my lamp. I’d be careful if I were you. The higher you think of yourself, the harder your fall will be. Now, tell me what you want so I can finally leave this god-forsaken place!”
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