Daily Prompt – Saved By The Bell

Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

*Creative piece*

Shaun was 23 and lived in a rather trendy part of town with his housemate Lauren, who had cerebral palsy. The two of them met several months prior after Shaun had answered Lauren’s online advertisement for a housemate. Shaun was 23 and was working in legal recruitment in the city, which was certainly not something that he enjoyed or was passionate about. It was just something to pay the rent and keep himself fed.
Having dealt with an on-again-off-again casual relationship with one particular guy, Shaun now found himself in a very familiar ‘off-again’ moment in time, ultimately allowing himself to see or date whomever he pleased. Having met a few guys online in the past, he knew that his screening processes were quite well-rounded, or so he thought.

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Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Lady

We all get jealous from time to time — what wakes the green-eyed monster for you?

Seeing as how my starsign is Scorpio, I tend to get quite wild with jealousy… even over the most stupid and insignificant things. Even sometimes I can catch myself beginning to get jealous over something stupid, and I remind myself that I’m just being an idiot.

One thing that drives me to wild murderous rage jealousy is when anybody, anybody starts to talk to Hulk. The worst offenders are on Facebook. He will post a pic, or he’ll get tagged in a photo or a status, and some guy will comment. They might think they’re being completely innocent, but I read it and alarm bells start pinging and whirring in my head, and I’m instantly ready to find out where they live and beat them down with a baseball bat.

Granted, some of them may indeed be quite innocent in what they say, but I certainly don’t ever read it that way. I’m always on the defensive. Don’t you DARE talk to my husband in ANY manner that could even remotely be interpreted as ‘suggestive’ or I will kill you.

I. will. fucking. kill. you.

Hulk thinks that I’m just overreacting. I most certainly am not. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY looks at my man ‘like that’ and gets away with it. He’s MY husband, and you can just keep your grubby hands to yourself. Find your own man, and leave mine alone!

Telling my husband how hot he looks in his singlet? Asking for trouble.

Suggesting that my husband come and cook you dinner whilst I’m away? I’ll kill you first. THEN I’ll kill Hulk!!

Commenting that you like the look of my husbands ‘meat’ when he posts a photo of a roast dinner? I’ll hunt you down and throat-punch you. With a baseball bat.

Others would consider it a positive to have a partner who gets jealous. However, I get jealous and violent. Not that I’ve ever actually acted upon anything other than visualising it in my head… but at the same time, I’ve never been pushed like that…

I suppose there’s always a ‘first’ for everything, right?