Get It Back (A Flash Fiction)

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The gritty texture of the sands aroused my feet. I played with them while I talked to Rage. We were laughing at our college memories and the sound of the sea’s waves became our music. It was almost sunset. Rage asked me to stay until the sun dipped in the darkness and I said ‘yes.’ After all, this was our own small reunion after we didn’t see each other for two years straight.

That was the time we broke up and both sides cheated on one another.

Maybe it was the feeling of looking for something new or seeking for another heat. Though I couldn’t hide the feeling that I still had some fire for Rage—but he didn’t need to know it. He was married now, anyway, to my best friend—the one he took behind my back. I didn’t end up with the one I cheated. I didn’t know, but some feelings needed sorting.

“I miss you.”

Everything stopped. The sun’s heat didn’t even matched the sudden coldness of my body. The way those three words formed between Rage’s soft lips produced oxygen for my breathing. I stopped playing with the sands and looked at him. I saw that he swallowed and his eyes cast… longing?

I slowly exhaled before I blurted, “Me too.”

I could feel the birds soaring against the orange horizon. It would have been beautiful to witness if I wasn’t so focused with what was happening between Rage and me.

He huffed and raked his hair with his fingers, his wedding ring glistening against the touch of the sun’s rays. It was his mannerism when he was nervous. “What happened between us, Louise?”

I gulped, trying to hide the forming tears in my eyes. “I don’t know.”

Rage took hold of my hand and caressed his thumb against my wrist—I loved it, the feeling of his skin kissing mine. “Can we… can we ever get it back?” His voice filled with messed emotions.

I clutched my hand with his. He looked at me and offered me a sad smile. I returned it with the same amount. “One day, you’ll be free.” I said.

WORD COUNT: 360


Thank you for reading this story. I hope you’ll read a lot from me. If you ever feel the need to give me some writing advice, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

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