This was adapted for the LyricalFictionFriday Challenge. Previously titled “Thursday 9:00PM”.

 

Tonight at 9:00PM.

That’s the deadline I gave him.

“If I don’t hear from you by next Friday 9:00 PM, I’ll assume that we’re over. And that’s fine with me…” were the exact words I left on his voice mail last week. I’d planned it all out, making sure to use my landline so that I could slam the receiver down HARD, pretending to be upset for a little added theatrical flare. But as soon as I had hung up, I realized that I had played my cards all wrong.

I’m new to playing these games but I’m learning quickly. I have no choice when it comes to the man I’m dealing with.

When I woke up today, it almost felt like Christmas morning. All I wanted was for the day to end without him calling. And right now, I’m lying in bed staring at the clock on the wall, praying that 9:00PM will come and go without hearing from him.

What I want is simple.

I want to give him the upper hand on a silver platter. I want to let him feel powerful and superior to me. I want him to think that he’s getting the last laugh at my expense and that it is totally his choice to end things with me. All I want is for him to take the bait and I don’t care how it all goes down as long the end result is him leaving me the hell alone.

I need him gone.

He’s only happy hysterical and I’m no longer waiting for a miracle with him.

Now, I look at the clock.

8:59 PM.

What I should have done was beg him to call me back and then leave a few desperate messages to guarantee that his narcissistic ass wouldn’t call me back. I’m holding my breath now.

9:01 PM.

My cell doesn’t ring and I’m relieved. I can breathe.

Thank you Jesus.

9:05 PM.

Then I hear the ringtone set for him on my cell.

Shit.

I’ve got no choice but to answer. If I don’t, he’ll blow up my cell all night long and I won’t get any sleep. And I’m not kidding.

So for now, I’ll have to wait until the next opportunity to play my cards right.

ยฉ2018 Marquessa Matthews. All Rights Reserved.

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33 thoughts on ““Waiting” #lyricalfictionfriday #fiction

    1. The only reason why she wants him to call is for the very same reasons described in the piece – it is for the ultimate goal of getting him to end things with her. Because if she ends things, he will never leave her alone. When dealing with abusers who are textbook NPDers, you need to carefully plan your exit approach. I actually had this conversation with a few friends a few days ago who took this same approach. Let him “win” and move on to a better and safer life.

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    1. You are right. It is a little confusing. It’s also more creative non-fiction than fiction and I never did go back to edit it better. For certain abusers, the only way to get rid of them is to give them the joy of dumping you otherwise they will continue seeking the final word…

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      1. Lol. No but in reading the comments it was disclosed. I was thinking what a shame if he were to have a reaction to something like peanuts and didn’t have an EpiPen…oh my my my!!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  1. I always enjoy your writing and this is no exception. I especially liked the detail of calling from the land line in order to slam down the phone. The only thing I was wanting was a twist I didnโ€™t see coming. The details and character are so unique it made me expect more from the story. I donโ€™t know what the more is, but my expectations were raised.

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      1. I did not get the abuse part until I read the comments. If you could make that clear in some way in the beginning, in your way, the story would have the payoff you want. As it stands, the reader doesnโ€™t know stakes. As many say in the comments they created their own stakes. Itโ€™s a good story, but it could be very powerful.

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