Microfiction: Back

She’s one clingy lady.

Every time I dump her she keeps coming back. The relationship is going no where. All she wants is the physical aspect of it. She never wants to speak, or discuss her dreams or ambitions. I had realized that it was not working out. But, she kept coming back, begging for me to take her back, creating a scene.

This was the fifth time I had dumped her. No, I am not being figurative, here. I aimed my revolver at her head, blasted her brains out, and dumped her down the wall.

She’s still coming back….

Word Count: 100

Prompt: The Aether Prompt: February 20th, 2019