Omega Writes

Cherry Pie

Take a read of a piece of flash fiction I tried my hands at some months ago. Tell me what you think!

 

………………………………….

 

Manuela’s glossy black hair reminded Godfrey of the lake behind his house. Her lips took on a ruby red hue that was in stark contrast to her pale skin. He imagined himself running his hands through her hair, sniffing it. The thought thrilled him but he knew she wasn’t ready yet. For now, he would watch her and wait. He watched silently from across the room as she took a bite of her pie, the filling spilling from the corner of her mouth; cherry. He licked his lips and tasted it. Soon, they would share a slice.

Advertisements

1 thought on “Cherry Pie”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s