Prompt: A man and a woman walk through the park holding hands
Twist: Write the scene from three different points of view
“They have taken it all from me. Look at them, in love. It’s sickening!” he coughed as he desperately dragged off his spent cigarette.
He always drove his beater to the park edges and stared sickly at the people having fun on their day off. He stroked his chin hairs constantly, as dark thoughts infected his mind. He gingerly pulled another cigarette from its pack and lit it up. He smoked constantly, as if he couldn’t get enough nicotine. He coughed harshly each draw. No one knows why he does this every Saturday but he’s been warned twice now by the police.
I walked through the park grasping her hand as if we were to let go it would be forever. She and I have been together for such a long time now and I was thinking about finally cutting the deal. Asking her `the question’. The park was gorgeously populated today, walking through the fresh cut grass with the sweet summer air tickling my nose! She smiled at me with those cute puppy dog eyes happy that we had made it this far.
“How are you doing baby doll?” I flirted.
“Amazing, how about you my handsome man!” She smiled up at me.
“Enjoy the shit out of this weather is what I’m doing, but you’re a nice companion too!” I joked.
“Whatever!” She said adorably.
We continued through the park watching the ridiculously happy puppies sniffing one another and the old couples chuckling on the benches. A small group of children played by the river tackling each other and rolling in the grass. Their parents hollering at them for ‘staining’ their clothing! A young couple flirted wildly, splashed each other with water as they were knee high in the flow. Grabbing each other and kissing each other viciously as they basked in the sunlight. I gazed over embarrassingly at the topless girls sunbathing drinking their ‘Starbucks’ coffee.
“What am I going to do?” she cried in her head, “I’ve got to tell him, he’s going to be devastated!”
She had stumbled on a misplaced rock in the ground and fell to her knees. I quickly picked her off the ground and checked her over for any wounds. She was scuffed a bit and I motioned her to the bench. We sat down as she gingerly rubbed her knees.
“You going to live baby?” I smiled at her as I grabbed her hand.
“I don’t know!” she said concerned.
I was taken aback by her tone. I was only kidding she couldn’t really be dying from a scuffed knee, could she? I put my hand on her shoulder and smiled at her. She shrugged me off. I was getting a little irritated now. She smiled at me, it was filled with sadness though.
“What’s going on hun?” I asked as my heart raced.
He’s been so fantastic to me. All these years and I’ve betrayed him. How can I do this to him? This is such a beautiful day! The sun is shining and the air is so warm and inviting. This is going to cloud up the rest of his day. Why was I so stupid? Meeting up with him even though I knew I shouldn’t have. He’s always been interested in me since I began working at the office. A simple office meeting turned into a tragedy. He held my hand so tight today, does he already know? Walking with him makes me feel so happy yet so awful. I’m going to destroy an innocent man on a beautiful day. I’m a monster.
“Ha! She fell!” he said as he took another drag, “soon everyone will be falling!”
The man in the car reached over to the passenger’s seat and held the barrel of gun in his hands. Gripping it viciously as all he wanted to do was whip it out and finish this. They would all pay for what they’ve done to him.
“I’m sorry Andrew,” she cried as she threw her head into her hands.
“What’s going on Grace?” I said. My heart wouldn’t slow, not anymore.
“I did something bad,” she sobbed uncontrollably.
“What did you do Grace! Tell me right now!” I said angrily as I stood up.
“You know the guy I work with?” she began, interrupting herself with a gasp for air.
“Which one you work with like a…” then it hit me, “you didn’t?”
“Yes Andrew, I did,” she was gone now. A ball of sadness, hatred, and disappointment filled her. Crying uncontrollably as he breath became rasp and painful.
“When!” I cried out frustrated!
The observer stepped out of his car toting his rifle in his old shaking arms. He pulled it up to his shoulder and looked into the scope. Finally finding the one he was looking for he aimed it carefully and pulled the trigger. Exhaling cigarette smoke from his nostrils. Two shots, all he needed. Filled the man in question. He stumbled by the bench and blood gushed from his wounds as he crumpled into the fresh grass. Eyes glazed over as death came for him.
“Andrew!?!” was all that could be heard between the screams.