Five Sentence Fiction – Magnetic

“We were meant for each other,” said Phil, eyes red and fixated on her, teeth clenched, “only you didn’t know it.”

She sobbed, her mascara dripped in patterns mixed with snot. The stink of him burned her nose and throat. “I loved you – I was… drawn to you… I-”

The blood mixed with the pool of mascara, tears, and mucus.


Author’s Notes

I went dark today. Sometimes there’s a magnetic attraction that’s not a GOOD attraction, and it ends badly.