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The Helpful Sister

Lina’s shaking hand reaches for her purse. Everything aches as she pulls her cellphone out of her purse. She swipes the cracked screen for the emergency call button and cuts her thumb in the process.
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“Ple, please… help me.”
“What is your emergency?”
“I’m…hurt.”
“What is your location?”
“I’m…I’m in the parking lot…stairwell at 1900 Bridewater Street. Somebody…pushed…me down a flight of stairs.”
“Did you say you were pushed down the stairs? Is your attacker still there?”
“I don’t know.” Lina starts to weep. “Please help.”
“Help is on the way.”
“I can’t feel my legs.”
Three days later, Lina is laying in a hospital bed bruised up. Her sister, Jazmine walks in. She taken aback by Lina’s injuries.
“Oh my god, Lina, you should have called me right away.” Jazmine cups her chest. “Are you in pain?”
“No. I’m on enough drugs. I didn’t call because I was ashamed of our argument, and I didn’t feel right reaching out for help. Can you forgive me?”
“Of course. I’m happy to help.”
“I know you didn’t want to move in to be my nurse.”
“Well, this way, we can help each other out. I only needed to stay three months.”
“I should be good after one month, but you can stay for three.”
“Did the police find out who pushed you down the stairs?”
“No. The person hid their face from the cameras the whole time.”
“Wow. I know cops hate it when people wear hoodies.”
“Who said anything about a hoodie?”

The End

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Check Mate

Chloe thought she’s going out of her mind. She lives alone, but every time she wakes up, something in the house is moved to a different spot. First it was a chair she placed in the corner, that was mysteriously at the dinette table. Next, it was the pitcher of water she keeps in the refrigerator, suddenly is sitting on the counter top. Chloe walks around her house and checks all the locks and doors. Only her mom and sister have a key to her house and they wouldn’t do this to her. She changed the keys to the house after she separated from her husband six months ago. He’s in a relationship with someone, so why would he care about torturing her? Chloe called a friend over. They’re having tea.

“I can’t take this anymore,” Chloe complains.

“Chlo, you know who it is. It’s always the most obvious person.”

“Why would Calvin do this? He’s supposed to be in love with some chick.”

“Whether that’s true or not, it doesn’t mean he’s over you, or wants you to be happy.”

“Should I call him?”

“No.” Jackie shakes her head. “If he did this, he’s crazy, and you can’t reason with crazy. Change the garage door key that leads to the house. It’s the only key he has.”

Later that day, Chloe had a locksmith change the garage door lock. That night she checked all the locks, windows and doors. She slept peacefully. She woke up the next day and got ready for work. Everything in the house was in its proper place and she smiled. She went outside and saw all four tires on her car were slashed.

Chloe gasps, “Dammit!”

Chloe pulls out her cellphone and calls a tow truck and a cab. She wasn’t taking a day off to deal with personal mess. She calls Calvin. His voicemail comes on.

“Calvin, call me asap.” Chloe exhales deeply. She didn’t want to talk to his answering service.

Later, Chloe is at work sitting at her desk typing. She’s trying not to focus on what’s been happening at home. She doesn’t want to worry her mom either. Just then, Calvin shows up at her job.

Chloe looks up and sees Calvin walking her way, and the air leaves her body. She stands up as he approaches.

“Calvin.” Chloe says through gritted teeth. “What are you doing here?”

“Well you keep calling me, wanting to talk all of the sudden.” Calvin says loud and rude.

Chloe’s cubical neighbor swivels her chair around, having her back face them.

“I called you once and,” Chloe bobs her head to the right. “We can talk outside.”

Chloe walks from around her desk and grabs Calvin’s arm to guide him outside, but he yanks his arm away.

“I’m not going anywhere. I don’t care about your bougie co-workers.”

“Calvin!” Chloe looks around embarrassed. “You flatten my tires and you’ve been harassing me.”

Calvin’s eyes are full of hate. “So. You changed the garage door key, leaving me no access to my house?”

“You weren’t supposed to be in the house. Why were you coming in at night moving things around? Don’t you have your own life?” Chloe’s eyes are burning. The warmth causes them to water.

“So you get the house, spousal support, and you think I’m partying it up? I’m broke, living in a one-bedroom apartment!”

“Leave Calvin, please.”

Calvin shakes his head. “No. You’re stuck with me.  You can divorce me, but you can’t keep me away from our child in three months.”

“Calvin, do I look six months pregnant?” Chloe whispers, “I lost the baby three months ago, but you were impossible to deal with then. I couldn’t call you.”

Calvin is stunned.

“Lost? How?” Calvin’s eyes narrowed. “You killed the baby bitch. Just like you killed our marriage.”

Chloe shakes her head. The security guards came, grabbing Calvin by surprise, and they drag him out.  Calvin tries to fight, but the two guards are a lot bigger than him. One of her co-workers, who was hiding the whole time, comes out and she rubs Chloe’s shoulders. Chloe is pissed he showed his ass at her job, and that is why she aborted the pregnancy. She didn’t want to co-parent with his crazy ass.

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The Surprise Talk

Marla knew something was going down. She heard whispers from the clique groups at the job. She wasn’t going to ask for gossip, she wanted to know the real info. Marla was laid off two companies in the past, and the atmosphere of gossip, and the boss letting you leave on time all week feels all too familiar.

She tried not to get upset, but she put her blood sweat and tears in her work so she won’t be in this position again. She thought being indispensable was the key, but now she’s thinking there is no key.

After creeping around her boss finally speaks to her in the lobby.

“Marla, I need to see you in my office at the end of the day.”

“Okay, is there anything I need to bring?”

“No, just you.”

“Okay.”

Marla walks to her desk fuming over the talk her boss wants to have.

Marla says to herself, “They let you work the whole day, then they send you packing…is that in a handbook or something?”

Five o’clock comes and Marla notices how people are staring at her as she walks to the boss’s office. She decides she’s going to rip him a new one, because she has worked so hard and it wasn’t appreciated. Marla opens the boss’s door…

Everyone yells, “Surprise!”

Marla jumps.

Everyone sings, “Happy birthday to you… happy birthday dear Marla…happy birthday to you!”

Marla’s boss walks up to her smiling. “I wanted you to know that I appreciate your hard work, and I see you.”

Marla was so excited to be noticed, she couldn’t break it to them that her birthday was next month.”