Short Stories

Failure

Dana Louise is my name. Yep. Louise. It's a bit weird for a last name, but it's mine. If you have an issue with that, it's not my problem and it won't be for a long time. Got it?

"I'm not always a bitch." I plead at my boyfriend, his eyes narrow.

"Not always a bitch? Well at least you admit you are one, even if you are lying. In a relationship, you're meant to be caring - all i get from you is hassle." He turns around and takes three long strides towards the door, which has three knifes implanted within it. I got angry, okay?

"Damian! Please! Don't leave me! I'm begging you." I lower my voice as I mention the begging part.

"What was that?" He asks, completely knowing what I just said.

"I need you. I love you. And, I'm begging you to stay." I whisper. 

"You need me? At the beginning of this shamble, you said you was an independent woman, and you promised to never rely on me. Go stuff yourself, Dana." He flings open the door, smiles at me, and then slams it on himself. 

That was how I lost Damian.

"Dana, I have a problem." My boss says to me, making a steeple out of his fingers. His annoying little Newton's Cradle clicking every second. There's already a clock ticking every second, I don't know how people can stand them.

"Yes, Boss. What is it, sir?" My hand balances with a pen neatly tucked in, ready to write on my notebook my next mission. Mission - yep.

"Your work is not sufficient enough for the standard of this team. The people high up, and that means my boss', they're grinding my balls about this, and I'm so sorry to say this, but we're letting you go." 

This is the point in my life where I realise I have nothing left.

No job, no boyfriend, this would be a good point to say my family died in a car crash four years ago. It was my mum's wedding, her third wedding. The whole family was in five cars trailing up the motor way, and her driver fell asleep at the wheel. Well, actually, he passed out. She crashed into a lorry. The lorry toppled, landed on the other cars and the rest were killed in the pile up. Life just does not like me. I nearly died too. I had lung cancer.