Friday, 18 July 2014
Flash Fiction Friday: My last gift to you
My last gift to you
Reaching forward I offered you the box, just before collapsing at your feet. As you tore the box open the last thing I saw was the colour drain from your face, before finally waking to find myself wired to machines and surrounded by nurses.
“He's back with us, doctor,” one of the nurses called out, before looking down at me with a sympathetic smile. “I'm so sorry, we tried everything we could.”
Gingerly I lifted the sheets, and stared down. Seeing the blood stained bandages covering my groin I remembered the look of horror on your face, as you opened my last gift to you.
Hope you have enjoyed my chilling little flash and you now take the time to visit all my friends and see what delights they have in store for you this week.