#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Serial Killer

“Her eyes were dead.”

That’s what I say when I get into the car, when I run back to the serial killer.

Mel was lying on the floor, in a pool of blood, and the man—her date?—was on top of her, eating her.

“He was fucking eating her!!”

I couldn’t hold still to dial 9-1-1.

When she moved. When she raised her hand, called my name. When she pushed him aside, stood with her guts spilling out, and said, “Come and try.”

I panicked. I ran. Back into the arms of the serial killer.

Just like in my dream.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “serial killer.”

Stay tuned for “T” on Monday!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Rebirth

Mel

I’m hungry.

I lost my appetite at dinner, but it’s come back now. As he kisses me lower, that familiar song runs through my head…

I didn’t know that I was starving ’til I…

“How do I taste?”

He doesn’t speak.

I don’t feel like I’m in my skin. I look down; he’s biting my thigh. I think it tickles. Yes, I like it. I want to bite him too, make him feel like his skin is coming off, like mine, unveiling a new layer, a rebirth.

Who knew this would be better than sex?

I have to tell Carol.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “rebirth.”

Stay tuned for “S” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Question

He agrees to take me home.

He just confessed to murdering multiple women….

And he agrees to take me home.

What is it about me that has spared my life? What am I to him but a drunken one-night stand? A mistake, given my history. And yet, he seems suspiciously protective of me.

I give him Mel’s address. Mainly because I don’t want him to know where I live, but also because I fear I may invite him in if he were at my doorstep.

Even with a body in the trunk.

Maybe Mel was right about my self-destructive habits.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “question,” because I don’t have many “Q” tags. 😀

Stay tuned for “R” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Prisoner

“I’m not crazy,” he says.

Funny, I’ve spent the last twenty-four hours trying to convince myself that this was all just an alcohol-induced delusion, and the first thing out of his mouth is he’s not crazy.

One of us has to be sane. And since I’m not the one with a dead body in my trunk, I’ll take the bait.

“Am I your prisoner now?”

“I’m sorry.” He rubs his thumbs against the raw skin of my wrists underneath the handcuffs. “I had to be sure you weren’t like them.”

“Like the woman you killed?”

He nods. “There are more.”

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “prisoner.”

Stay tuned for “Q” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Oral Tradition

Mel

What’s the point in locking the door when the monster is already inside?

I thought I could save my night with a simple kiss.

Real dates don’t start until after the traditional goodnight smooch anyway, right?

“One kiss from me…”

“Conceited?” he teased.

But when our lips met, things got weird. What started as a deep, passionate French make out at my doorstep quickly turned into him trying to gnaw my bottom lip right off my face.

And my dumb ass still let him inside, only one thing on my mind.

Now I can’t feel anything from the neck down.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “oral tradition.”

Stay tuned for “P” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Nightmare

I can’t seem to break free. From these cuffs. From my nightmare…

In my dream I was running. Running from a man whose face I couldn’t see. I didn’t know why, or what he would do once he caught me. All I knew was to run. As fast as I could. As far as I could.

In the end, I ran straight into his arms…

I gave up trying to get out of the handcuffs. I never dialed 9-1-1. (My phone is still in my lap when he returns, a smirk on his face.)

Somehow, I think he knew I wouldn’t.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “nightmare.”

Stay tuned for “O” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Murder Cover-up

Date from hell. Where r u? Call me.

Tied up. Literally. Talk 2 u soon.

I wonder if Mel will read my message between the lines or if she’ll stay stuck on herself until I call her…

If I call her.

It couldn’t have been that bad. And nothing can top witnessing a murder. Even worse, helping cover it up.

The question remains what he’ll do with me. He did let me keep my phone, so maybe he won’t kill me too.

That or he’s just plain stupid. No need to test it, though. Now, to get out of these handcuffs.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “murder cover up.”

Stay tuned for “M” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Leftovers

Mel

Something’s off about him. And I’m not just talking about his missing finger…

Part of his finger—the tip actually. A freak accident while chopping onions, he says.

“You know how they say onions make you cry…”

“Maybe you should stick to takeout and leftovers from now on.” I stare at his bandage, wonder if the red is from his cut bleeding through or the rare steak on his plate.

“Well done is overcooked in my book.”

“It still has a pulse.”

I’ve lost my appetite, watching him chomp on raw meat, lick his bleeding finger.

It all seems… off.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “leftovers.”

Stay tuned for “M” tomorrow!

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Kansas

Was Oz a dream conjured by flying debris in a storm, or did Dorothy really leave Kansas?

I follow them out of the restaurant—too drunk to be discreet—toward the deserted back lot used for extra parking.

He yanks her elbow closer, she looks over her shoulder. They seem to be running from me, but I can’t lose him again, not before I know who he is.

When I turn the corner, he’s behind her, waiting, and I see her body shoot straight up, then stiffen like a board and collapse at his feet.

I’m not in Kansas anymore.

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “Kansas.”

I hadn’t originally planned to write a serial for the A to Z Challenge, but this story seems to be writing itself, so let’s go with it!

Stay tuned for an unlucky “L” tomorrow, Friday the 13th! Click here to catch up on A–J.

#AtoZChallenge A Drabble for a Tag: Jokes

Mel rolls her eyes when I ask our waiter about the drink menu. “You’ve got to be joking.”

“It’s five o’clock somewhere.”

“I’m not enabling your destructive habits.”

“You’re enabling them just by being here.”

“Fine.”

I know I’ve hurt her feelings. I’ll apologize later. Maybe.

But I’m relieved to see her go. Even though she’s left me to pay the bill—I’d guess to keep me from drinking too much, but two sips in to the featured strawberry-peach mixed drink, I order something stronger.

That’s when our eyes meet.

Why is that that he only notices me with alcohol?

—Nortina


The A to Z Challenge is back, and this year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.

Today’s tag is “jokes.”

Stay tuned for “K” tomorrow! You don’t want to miss it. 😉