Lauren sat back from being bent over her laptop and surveyed the scene beyond her bedroom window. The grey autumn sky promised more rain. On the river a tug battled against the current with four loaded barges. The trees that lined the road still had a few golden leaves hanging on to their thin branches as if in pure defiance of nature.

The white structure of the Albert Bridge contrasted against the dark sky as if creating it's own light. Taxis scuttled across it like maddened beetles. On the opposite river bank was Battersea Park. The tall turquoise spire of the Peace Pagoda thrust into the air, arrogantly proclaiming it's ideological message. Lauren hated London and all of it's hypocritical bullshit.

Sure the Chelsea apartment was beautiful. Built in the early 1930's it's huge rooms with their high ceilings and picture windows were the epitome of decadence. Whenever friends came to the apartment they would gaze in awe at the view from her window. The four chimneys of Battersea Power Station standing proudly above the derelict building, like the legs of an upended table. The tranquillity of the park. The pulse of life on the river.

To Lauren, though, this place was just bad memories. Memories of times she had spent here with Rob. She could still hear the echoes of their laughter in the lobby. The stain was still on the leather sofa in her room where Rob had dropped his red wine on that first evening he had stayed with her. She still kept a picture of him in her wallet. His number was still in her phone. Just in case.

The anger began to build again. The guilty look on his face, burned into her mind. She saw the look of horror on the girl's face as she launched herself screaming across his bedroom. She remembered the taste of her own blood as she fought with the ***** who had dared to screw her man. She remembered how it felt to be knelt astride the girl raining blows down on her.

Rob had pulled her off of course. She had landed a few punches on him as well. He didn't explain himself. The bastard just told her to calm down. Calm down! She had just caught the man that she loved, whom she thought loved her ******* some cheap tart and he wanted her to calm down.

She had walked back to her apartment crying, a small trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. The street lights became a blur of crystals in her eyes. People stared. A man in a dark suit had stopped.

"Are you OK?"

"Just leave me the **** alone." She screamed.

The beep from her laptop brought Lauren back to the present.

Davey78 SAYS: hi sxy do U want 2 play.

Lauren's fingers darted across the keyboard.

SXYDEBBIE SAYS: Well, hello, big boy. Wots on UR mind?

She smiled. Another lamb to the slaughter. Revenge is a dish best served cold.

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Posted by Behind_the_Mask 2008-08-26 10:46:12 ... That was unusual to say the least. First I thought she was going to kill him but now I just think she’s just a psycho. Oh well what can be expected after what her boy friend did to her? Well written, keep up the good work. + Report this comment
Posted by Andy6 2008-08-26 10:52:47 Nice style I thought this was really well concieved, short and punchy and it flowed really well. Wicked style too, i actually think that even though i appreciated the length it could have been a bit longer. I love those endings that keep you guessing too, nice one. + Report this comment
Posted by harmattan 2008-08-26 10:57:10 Chelsea Kept me right to the end, by which time I was ready to feel sorry for Lauren. But revenge. I do not think so. She could have shagged the stranger in the street instead of being so ungrateful about his concern. I think in the end she no more or less of a slut than Rob. But well told. Kind regards Harmattan + Report this comment
Posted by alfred 2008-08-26 11:48:15 .... The stain on the couch, are we sure it was wine. Very Bill Clinton-esk. Catching her man in the act of sex then start raining blows..hmmm, maybe a different way to word that. Cool story though, one of the better ones for me so far today. + Report this comment
Posted by shirin 2008-08-26 12:44:57 .... i like the story but i do agree with harmattan!with taking revenge she's as low as that man... i like the description as well,but i prefre to end it in another way! + Report this comment
Posted by allmine 2008-08-26 15:46:09 .... Yes but you can't judge her or her behavior until you are in her shoes. A lot of description at the beginning of this story...needs just a little bit more towards the end....but not bad at all + Report this comment
Posted by philneale1952 2008-08-27 05:57:51 ?????????? And I get called "Twisted"??? This is twisted in a direction I can't even find on the map. Thought your descriptions of the capital were good, and control over a tight and short scenario excellent. Let the swine have it......... Phil + Report this comment
Posted by Something Indecent 2008-09-04 16:25:00 .... I think the ending could have been explained and drawn out a bit more but other than that I thought this was a great piece of writing. Your descriptions at the beginning are what pulled me to this story. I thought you did a very good job with that. It was a nice tortured tale. + Report this comment
Posted by Terry Collett 2008-09-07 14:36:16 .... A very impressive story I thought. Keeping just a step ahead of the reader all the time, making them use their brains, and that brill ending. I would have liked to have read more of this, have gone deeper into her life and brain. But good is good. + Report this comment

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