This is the latest chapter of my online novel, "Light" (Click to read full chapter). Here's a short extract.
Marcus
Amanda pushed the note towards my face. I could see the words. Angela must have written them on the other side of the paper after giving me her phone number.
“So you won’t mind if I call this number then?” She started to dial.
“No!” I jumped up and lunged at the phone, missed it, and slipped on the floor. Before I knew it I was lying flat on my butt, with one mighty pissed off girlfriend standing over me. It was like a scene from Attack of the 50 Foot Woman.
“F… you!”
Before I could say another word she was laying into me with fist and foot, screaming. “Get out, you piece of shit!” She started dragging me, then kicking me towards the front door of the apartment. Amanda’s final push saw me flailing into space only to land face forward on the cold, grey concrete floor of the corridor.
“Now f.. off!” The raging hurricane slammed the door shut with a huge bang. I stood up, shaking.
“Sorry.”
I don’t know if she heard me. I doubt it, because it was spoken by the voice of a little boy.
“So you won’t mind if I call this number then?” She started to dial.
“No!” I jumped up and lunged at the phone, missed it, and slipped on the floor. Before I knew it I was lying flat on my butt, with one mighty pissed off girlfriend standing over me. It was like a scene from Attack of the 50 Foot Woman.
“F… you!”
Before I could say another word she was laying into me with fist and foot, screaming. “Get out, you piece of shit!” She started dragging me, then kicking me towards the front door of the apartment. Amanda’s final push saw me flailing into space only to land face forward on the cold, grey concrete floor of the corridor.
“Now f.. off!” The raging hurricane slammed the door shut with a huge bang. I stood up, shaking.
“Sorry.”
I don’t know if she heard me. I doubt it, because it was spoken by the voice of a little boy.
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