in story •  last year

I went to his house that evening, determined to plead with him.

"Please its enough, Mark" I told him. "Let's bury the hatchet once and for all".

He smirked flippantly.

" Well, I don't have no hatchet to bury, Jane".

"Please..." I pleaded. "We can't be like cats and dogs forever, Mark"

He rose to the door and opened it wide.

"Unfortunately for you Jane, I love cats and dogs" he remarked distastefully, then nodded towards the door.

Tears ran down my eyes as I made for the door.

"I have really turned a new leaf Mark. I swear."

He shook his head, pushed me out and banged the door behind me.

Outside, the rain was falling. I was crying and my mind kept thinking about silly things: like if there was indeed some magic that could turn a new leaf into an old one..


Authors get paid when people like you upvote their post.
If you enjoyed what you read here, create your account today and start earning FREE STEEM!
Sort Order:  

Congrats @divineinyang for being the first entry to this contest.


Thank you sir. I'm glad.

Wow...nice play of words.