Word Limit: 100
Word Bonus: +100 for every time you’ve had your heart broken.
Required Word: Truth
Forbidden Word: Love
Extra Credit: Tell us your Valentine’s Day plans!
She popped the disgusting, hard candy heart in her mouth and looked at her lover.
Six years and he was impressed that he finally got her something for Valentine’s. True, he did, but the disgusting candy hearts?
The truth was as hard to swallow as the candy. She was done.
Especially in light of finding the receipts of what he did for Mistress Day, discovering he even had someone on the side.
She needed to be that mistress, whom he appreciated and didn’t take for granted.
No, not his mistress, someone else’s. She couldn’t do this anymore. She was done.
***Heck yes, 100 words to the word! I’ve had my heart broken three times, so I could’ve taken the bonus words, but I liked the challenge, and the simplicity of the piece.
I used to break up with my boyfriends the day before Valentine’s because I didn’t want the stress of the holiday.
My husband and I don’t really celebrate this too much (for one, the odds of seeing him on any particular day with any regularity is rare as the military is his demanding Mistress).
One year he crafted a wood heart with our names and the date when we became official; I bought him a video game; quite appropriate for us both. That was the only Valentine’s we did anything, and I believe we didn’t actually see each other on that day.
This year I may see him the middle of the night (still works for me). He was very impressed he bought me something, and in advance. It’s in a bag, not well concealed, in the corner of our room, but I refuse to peek. I also bought him a few small practical things, and am attaching reasons why I love him to each one. Corny, but on those rough days at work, he can look at the little notes and know that there is someone at home that supports and appreciates him.
Sex is mandatory.