#MarquessaChallenge – “Hurt You” #fictionfriday #music #prompt


“God knows I never meant to hurt you…I never meant take it that far…”

The girl sits on the edge of her bed

Her mobile phone between her fingers

She tosses it around in her hand

There’s an urge to throw it out the window

To be rid of it once and for all.

Where it once brought her excitement and fun

It’s now the purveyor of hurt and shame

The guilt rises in her throat.

She questions how she could have been so stupid.

She knows she ignored every warning sign

Now she is cut to the quick.

She looks at the note still beaming at her from the screen

“God knows I never meant to hurt you..”

She bites her lip and thinks, “Too late.”


Written for: https://marquessamatthews.com/2017/11/09/marquessachallenge-hurt-you-fictionfriday-music-prompt/

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7 Responses to #MarquessaChallenge – “Hurt You” #fictionfriday #music #prompt

  1. Marquessa says:

    Ahh…broken hearted girl, regretful lover, recipe for heartache.

  2. Reena Saxena says:

    She needs to share her side of the story 🙂

  3. James says:

    For a minute, I thought it was about “sexting” and that she’d sent some compromising photos to a boyfriend who then shared them on the internet. There’s also the side where a boy might have gone too far with her without her consent, which we’re seeing a lot of in the news lately, at least relative to Hollywood celebrities. There are a lot of different directions that the “hurt” could go in.

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