Writing Prompt

The first of many to be posted in the coming weeks. 

PROMPT

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STORY

The waves crashed violently against the jagged rocks Chelsea stood on as the rain pounded down her. She had been standing there for what felt like an eternity, staring at the ring on her left hand.  How do I tell him? She began twisting the ring, back and forth, back and forth. Pulling it up and over her bottom knuckle and sliding it back down, back up and back down.

Was it too soon? Mike had only been gone two years. Two years ago she wore another man’s ring. Two years ago she was a happily married woman with a child on the way. Exactly two years ago. What had she been thinking accepting Charles proposal? Not only was it the anniversary of the night her life was utterly devastated, but they had only been together for six months. And even those six months had been sporadic.

Taking a step towards the water, she briefly considered falling in, taking the easy way out and the fast way back to her family that left her on this earth. Just as her foot left the rock, a wave broke the surface, forcing her backwards.

“CHELSEA!” Charles’ voice screamed out, barely audible over the sounds of the water from both above and below. Watching his beloved crumble to the ground, still wearing the dress he had bought for her now completely ruined broke his heart. He knew something was wrong and he just wished she would talk to him.

Running as fast as he could without falling himself, he made his way to her. Lightning crossed the sky and a thunderous roar sounded around them. When he finally reached her, he picked her up and walked back, whispering his undying love in her ear. With each profession, her tears fell harder and her sobs louder.

Getting back to his car was no simple feat, but he managed without dropping her because he knew he could never let anything hurt her. Opening the car door, he set her in the passenger seat. He closed her door than ran around to his, throwing himself into his seat and starting the car so he could blast the heat.

“Baby, please, talk to me. What is going on?” The look on Charles face broke her heart. It wasn’t his fault he picked the worst day possible to propose to her. It wasn’t her fault she thought she could accept his proposal without the emotional backlash. She had never told him about her past, about her husband, her child, or the car accident that had taken both from her.

She slipped the ring from her finger and placed it in his hand. “I can’t. I thought I could, but I can’t. I am so sorry.” Then she proceeded to tell him everything. How she had met and married Mike, how they found out they were expecting, and how one mistake during a snow storm took it all away.

“I can’t. I can’t trust that I won’t be hurt again. I just can’t. Please, just take me home.”  Charles didn’t know what to say, so he just nodded, put the car in drive, and did as she asked. 

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