Feud by Dan Patmore
“You said that”
That’ll stump her he thought. The argument had been going on for about an hour now. There’d be been shouting, crying and the throwing of random objects. They were stuck in a stale mate. All that was left was to bitterly reject the apologies for a while, before dramatically falling into each others arms and kissing fiercely.
He found the formulaic nature of their feuds comforting. Not that they fought all the time, and not that they normally fought like this. He had always known where he stood with her. Right up until now.
“I can’t do this anymore. I’m leaving”.
He sat, frozen. In shock words or not really understanding what she had said. He didn’t react at all. Not when the door slammed. Not when she didn’t come home that night. He just sat, frozen.
Flash fiction writing is a story of 150 words or less. I wrote a bit of it after discovering it on the creative community redbubble.