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A Pawn’s Play

Calvin cried hard in his car for 30 minutes. He pounded his hand on the car steering wheel until it was bloody. He needed to feel pain somewhere else to detract from the pain he was feeling in his heart. How in a matter of six months, his life had gone to shit? He didn’t have anyone else to blame, though he tried to pin the failed marriage on his wife. It was her fault, because she gave up on them. He was done with cheating. He left the other women alone, and that’s when she dumped him. He was ready to try, but she was fed up with the lies. The breakups with the other women were nasty, so he can’t go back to them. And now, Chloe is no longer pregnant, so nothing is connecting her with him. He is so angry, he wants her to suffer for moving on.

Calvin: “If I can’t be happy, she won’t be happy.”

Calvin thinks of ideas to ruin Chloe’s life. Burning the house down, rob the house, or have her kidnapped was a thought. Then he thought he should get her pregnant again. He came up with a plan to wait until she gets home, push her in the house, and force her to be with him. Somehow, that plan sounded logical to Calvin, but Chloe left work early, because she was shaken by the behavior of Calvin at her job. Calvin parked blocks away and hid in the bushes. He sees she’s already home, so he has to make a plan B, which was to gain her trust and walk-in. Calvin knocks on the door.

Calvin: “Chloe, can we talk? I know things got out of hand earlier.”

Chloe looks out the window.

Chloe: “Things got out of hand? You came to my job starting a fight. You can talk to me through my attorney!”

Calvin loses his patience.

Calvin: “Bitch! I will make your life hell. You will wish you were dead!”

Chloe saw neighbors and people on the street looking on. Chloe cracks the front door open.

Chloe: “Calvin, calm down.”

Calvin pushes the front door and walks in. Chloe screams, then we hear three shots. Calvin is lying on the floor bleeding. Chloe is standing over him with a gun smiling. A neighbor rushes in.

Neighbor: “I called the police five minutes ago, when I saw him hiding in the bushes. Are you okay?”

Chloe has a solemn look on her face.

Chloe: “I think so.”

Chloe thinks to herself, she finally got rid of the bastard.

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I’m Hannah Erica, a Philly native and the writer for this website. I received my Bachelor’s in Communications with a Journalism certificate from the University of Phoenix. I came from a big family, and growing up we didn’t have many material things to play with, so our creative sides came out. As a child I would write skits that my siblings and I acted out, and I would write children's books to read to my younger siblings. More than a decade ago a started writing film scripts and completed two. It's a tough business to get work published, so I put the film script writing on the back burner and I write short stories that I publish on my own website. "If opportunity doesn't knock, build a door."- Milton Berle.

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