Writing Prompt – Write a scene using “That’s my story and I am sticking to it”…..
Trust, lie and betrayal. My mouth was shut. I couldn’t speak from my hospital bed. I gave my story over and over again. No one believed me. I hired a worker to come over and do some repairs to the house I just bought, his name is David. I lived by myself and wanted a fresh start.
Recently divorced, no kids, my ex-husband was a sweet, caring man, but after a while he became violent and jealous. I had to get away, thank god he agreed to the divorce.
I decided to move to another state. The house I bought overlooked the city and it’s always beautiful in the night. There were some minor fixings, that needed attention, so I can have my house warming and god’s blessings. I got into contact with David online, he looks fine but that was not my mission. Things started to fall into place until David asked me out. He thought about it and said why not. I am single, no kids. We went out for a few drinks, one thing led to the next, then we were in bed.
Our affair just hit off. He was more than my handy man. He was my lover. He did his job well, but he was so irresistible and I didn’t want this part of my life to end. As time went by everything was going great until I noticed a sudden change. He became demanding, withdrawn and didn’t want to go out with me or even make love. I had to confront him. I was losing focus, couldn’t think, asking myself if this is another heart break. Then he finally opened up, by telling me he is a married man.
I felt something rushed through my body. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I felt betrayed, used. And lied upon. I asked him how he felt about me. He was so blunt, he just wanted a good time. My blood was boiling. I felt all the rage and hate coming back. I just went up to him and slapped him in his face, He hit me back hard. A struggle in-sued. He was so strong that he pushed me so hard and I hit my back against the cupboards.
He came over apologizing as I was in deep pain. He called 911 and they came, he had to give the report as if we were lovers in a fight. On the way to the hospital I wanted revenge, so I told the medic. David tried to rape me I wanted him to feel the pain I felt. I didn’t care I was accusing an innocent man, it was my word against his, but that’s my story and I am sticking to it.
-Liselle Powder, Author