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The Fix for #StoryADay May; Day Twenty

The Prompt:

  • Write a story that focuses on the discovery/invention/ramifications of something that shapes your characters’ physical world.

  • Fair Warning: This piece contains language and content that are NSFW, or potentially for young children who might peek over one’s shoulder to read.

The Fix:

Reality awaits when she comes back from her trip.

It’s been hours (or, at least, Marilyn thinks it has; since there’s no clock in here, it’s kind of hard to tell), but her legs are asleep and her neck kinked from the odd position she was in when she left on her trip…

She opens her eyes unwillingly, and very slowly.

She’s got a feeling there was something she’s supposed to remember…and a stronger feeling that she really doesn’t want to remember – not anything.

Not Mom coming home drunk and with yet another nameless lover.

Not the way the servants look at her.

Not the huge quiet house that feels more like an abandoned museum than a home.

The corner of the damned marble counter is right there. Marilyn runs her hand over it, letting herself feel the sharp angles. Marble is hard. If she slams her head into that corner – maybe there won’t be any need to be here all alone anymore. Sure, there are the servants – but she may as well just be alone, since they avoid her every chance they can.

One sharp blow. Just that, and she might be dead –

But there’s something she’s forgetting, isn’t there?

Yes.

She wouldn’t be shooting up in the bathroom if there wasn’t something, because she likes to take her trips on her couch – now that is home.

So why is she here, in the bathroom?

Marilyn’s eyes scan the room – there’s her kit. She slow-walks her fingers over to it, and caresses the soft leather. Her solace, her friend – her lifeline.

There’s something else here. It’s a brightly colored, printed cardboard box.

It’s completely out of place here.

Kind of like she is.

There’s something sitting on it – and that’s when she remembers. She peed on a stick, because she hasn’t had her period in too long – she doesn’t know how long, just that she hasn’t, and she feels funny, and there are lots of memories of fucking Brad, and lots of other guys, whenever she could get a fix or two out of it. She likes sex just fine – but she never does it for the sex. She does it for the fix.

Marilyn stares for a long time at that stick she peed on hours ago, without touching it. The stick that can change her life.

She can’t stand not knowing one second more. She grabs the stick, her fingertips thumping into the marble hard enough to make them sting. The box is flipped away, ignored, as she pulls the test to her chest, then looks.

A strong positive sign stares back up at her.

She never really gave any thought to getting pregnant. It’s about the fix, and the feeling that she matters to someone, even just until he ejaculates inside her. She knows it’s fake – but it’s another kind of fix – an affection fix.

Can she fix this?

Is the test correct?

What will Marilyn decide to do?

Will she follow through with her plan?

Any guesses?

Come back tomorrow for another installment, and we can explore this new story seed together!

Author:

I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

One thought on “The Fix for #StoryADay May; Day Twenty

  1. “It’s about the fix, and the feeling that she matters to someone, even just until he ejaculates inside her.”— Such a strong line! And it reveals so much about her character too. Great writing!

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