Micro/ Flash Fiction Theme: “It’s behind you.”
I limped down the road, blood dripping off of me. My father really did a number on me this time.
“It’s behind you. It’s all behind you.” I repeated
Ahead, Darren’s house lit up like a beacon in the dark. He’s my boyfriend. He’ll protect me.
My knock left crimson marks on his door. He answered with a smile that shifted into a horrified rage.
“Who did this to you?”
I couldn’t speak at first, but then words finally came out. “I need your help. I need to hide my father’s body.”