Category: Thursday Threads

I Chose Poorly

The door to the one-room cabin slammed open, A man’s voice boomed, “Annie!”

Annie jolted up and pushed me out of bed. I bit back a curse when my breast scraped the uneven hardwood. The man strode to the bed and sat on the edge. I sucked in as the mattress sagged dangerously under his weight.

“You wearing anything under that sheet?” His voice dropped a pitch.

“What do you think?” Annie asked.

He chuckled and swung his feet up onto the bed. Annie shrieked, and as the mattress smashed me into the floor, I did, too.

“What the hell?” The man roared, jumped off the bed, and wrenched me out. “Why is there a naked woman under our bed?”

She sat up, bare to the waist. “Because I was screwing her.”


“Another one? Don’t you ever learn?”

I gaped at Annie. “Another what now?”

She waved me off, and my stomach trembled.

“I’m not letting you get rid of this one,” she said.

Get rid of…

“No?” His pulled a wicked knife.

Annie pulled a gun from behind the headboard, and shot him point-blank in the face.

I screamed.


“But you just killed a man.”

“Yes. I just killed a man. I’m tired of him offing my pets. Pack your things.”

“Pets…?” Oh God. “But you said…”

“I loved you? That’s what you say when you screw someone. Now pack.”

I looked into her mad eyes, then down at the dead man. I packed my things.

Submitted for Thursday Threads, Week 169: The Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked.
Required Phrase: “I just killed a man.”
Placed: Honorable Mention

Read Silver James’s story here – she was the week’s winner: Thursday Threads – Week 169 – Winners


Poker Night

Donnie tossed his dreads behind his shoulder and flopped into the cafe’s patio chair. I threw a stack of bills on the table. “There you go, D. Now we’re square.”

He grinned. “So, you won big at Jenn’s poker game? I expected it to devolve into a screaming match.”

“Oh, it did.” I closed my notebook and twisted my greying hair into a bun. “Followed by some shoving. Then Jenn grabbed Steph and planted a brutal kiss on her. Next thing, Steph’s ripping Jen’s clothes off and throwing her down on the table.”

“Holy hell.”

“Indeed.” I sipped at my coffee. “Money and poker chips flew everywhere. Except, of course, for the bits that stuck to Jen’s ass.”

“So,” Donnie waved the money at me. “Did you steal this from the pot and dash?”

“Ha! No. We all just sat there and watched. I mean, no one expects live porn at a poker game.”

“You watched the *whole* thing?”

“Well, it *was* a quickie.” I shrugged and turned my face to the sun. “And I was in for big money.”

“So what did Jenn and Steph say?”

“Mostly grunting, ‘Oh God’, and ‘Yesyesyes!’”

“No, dumbass.” Donnie backhanded my shoulder, and I laughed. “After.”

“Absolutely nothing. Picked the poker chips, cards, and money off Jen’s backside and threw their clothes back on.”

“And just kept playing.”

“Yep. Those bills you’re waving around could be covered in Jen’s sex sweat.” I flashed him a smile. “Consider it interest on the debt.”

Submitted for Thursday Threads, Week 145: The Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked.
Required Phrase: “just sat there and watched”
Placed: First!

ThursThreads Winner


“Lu. Cancer.” Ella held up the liver, and my stomach churned at the cottage cheese splotches.

“But he was a runner.”

“Runners get cancer, too. You didn’t research this guy?” She slapped the organ back in the cooler.

“He was a runner. Who can run miles every night with a liver that looks like that?”

“Apparently this guy. Butch won’t buy any of this stuff. He wouldn’t even feed this to his hounds, nevermind serving it to guests.”

“Well what are we going to do now? It’s not like we can take it back. ‘Oops, dead guy, we don’t need these after all. Have you got a cancer-free friend who won’t be missed?’ ” I grabbed a beer from the fridge and tossed another to Ella.

“We have to do another harvest.” Ella rolled the cool can across her forehead. Stress made her sweat.

“But the banquet is tomorrow.”

She flopped into the pub chair at my island, looked up at the ceiling, and wedged the cold beer behind her neck. “What about Danny?”

I narrowed my eyes. “What about Danny?”

“You had him tested before adding with benefits to your relationship, right? He’s clean.”

“I had him checked for STIs, not cancer. And he’s off the list. I need my benefits.”

“Screw your benefits, we need a set of organs before morning.” She pulled out her phone and slid it across the island. “Make your booty call.”

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Submitted for Thursday Threads, Week 132
Required Phrase: “Take it back”

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