Listen, y'all. Here comes the latest installment in my Wednesday Briefs series, Washed Right Out. In this chapter, Riley receives an unwelcome surprise. I hope y'all like your flash fiction tense cos this is t-e-n-s-e. Enjoy!
Washed
Right Out, Chapter Seven.
Prompts used: tall building, a character making a promise.
The
next time someone envied Riley his job at an adult magazine, he’d
have to add that Thursday morning to his growing stack of disaster
work days. On the bright side, he didn't think about Jonathan or his
own inevitable kidnapping the entire time.
All
that changed the moment he came home.
He
was sitting on the steps leading up to Riley's apartment building.
His figure seemed small set against the towering levels of the
complex. Judging by the several overturned empty coffee cups and
crumpled fast food refuse, he’d been sitting there for a while. His
dark chinos were heavily creased, one pocket out-turned, and his
dress shirt was untucked at several points.
Riley's
body felt heavy. Around him, the world was moving,
but he wasn't. He couldn't.