Regrets

WWBH Prompt

Wednesday 22 May 2013

) Use the photo and the 5 words provided in your story

2) Keep your word count 500 words or less.

3) You have until next Tuesday to link up your post.

4) Link up with your blog hostess (Nicole, Carrie, Tena or Leanne) when you’re done via the inLinkz linky below.

5) Have fun, don’t stress, let those creative juices flow.

This week's photo:

The words:

T-Shirt

Paddock

Spacestation

Pyramid

Zip

Here is my contribution:

REGRETS

The view through the hotel window showing the myriad of nightlights reminded her of a space station she’d read about in a book.  One day she knew the human race would have to settle outside the galaxy probably dashing along in hover cars where they would zip between buildings.

 

She smiled at something Mark said not really listening to him.   He grabbed her hand and said, ‘isn't this fantastic, Natasha?’

‘Yes, darling,’ she replied dutifully.

 

She came back down to reality as she realised Mark was addressing her again.  She smiled her apologies at him as she allowed him to put his arm around her bare shoulders trying to suppress a small shudder.

‘Sorry, my darling, are you feeling a chill?’ Mark asked solicitously. 

‘Your touch gave me goose bumps,’ she answered in a manner that she hoped was slightly flirtatious which is why they were here in this posh and swanky hotel eating food she’d never heard the name of before.

She followed his lead as he picked up his champagne flute.  They clinked champagne glasses together; crystal chink chimed melodically as an unobtrusive waiter cleared their plates and brushed the invisible crumbs from their table.

A deep sigh came from Mark.  ‘This is the day I’ve dreamed of for many years,’ he murmured. 

‘I can't quite believe you agreed to become my wife.  I keep pinching myself to make sure it’s true.’

‘Yes, it’s true,’ Natasha said trying not to grind her teeth.  

A pyramid of regrets built up inside her heart with only the apex peeking out from the base she kept hidden deep down inside.

   

She must stop this.  He had made his decision to leave.  She had made the effort to forget him.   Mark wasn't a bad man.  In fact he was a lovely chap, kind and thoughtful and she would do her very best to be a good wife.

Her mobile phone vibrated in her clutch bag nestling on her lap. 

  

 ‘I do love you Natasha.  I will do anything to keep you happy.’ 

She heard Mark’s words and thought there was just a tinge of menace hiding in his tone.  

She squeezed his hand, snuggled in to his neck and nodded her acceptance.

Word Count: 499