Monday, April 25, 2016

Tuesday Tales - Pill



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 I'm still chugging away on an LGBTQ hockey romance titled Snap Shot. This story contains crude language (they are hockey players after all) and gay sexual situations. If that offends now would be the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales offering.  Our word prompt for the week is "Pill". These excerpts have not been professionally edited so be kind about any flubs you may find. 

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            Ignoring the powder room fluff all around me I flipped up the lid and aimed carefully. Lila greatly disliked "man messes" as she called them. I rolled my neck then growled low in my chest when my sight touched on the bloody urine in the spotless white bowl.

            "I will find you Danielson and I will kill you," I snarled in a passable Liam Neeson imitation before flushing.  What kind of dick does that kind of shit in a preseason game? A shower followed and while it helped with the pain, it didn't take it away. Which flung us right back to "This Sucks Land" and the hours on the road followed by morning skate or was it a scrimmage? Maybe special teams drills?  Fuck if I could recall. I found then tossed back a couple more aspirin, wrinkling my nose when the pills began to melt on my tongue.

            When I was back in Lila's bedroom, I found my clothes neatly folded on top of her dresser. She enjoyed picking out my attire. After wrapping the colors of Clan McGarrity around my waist and pulling a black t-shirt over my head, I grabbed my duffel from the floor and made my way to the kitchen. Halfway there a smile tugged at my lips. She had put the country classics station on. My man Mel Tillis was singing "Good Woman Blues" which was one of my favorites. Lila, food, and Mel Tillis. That might make waking up at five bearable. 

            Lila was at the stove when I walked in. "Hey baby, what you got cooking?"

            She snapped out of the trance she must have been in and quickly began futzing around with a pot on the stove. "Silly me, standing here lollygagging when my man is awake and hungry," she giggled a bit too quickly. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. My nose burrowed into her hair.  She waved a hand in the air to shoo me away but that was a no go.

            "Everything okay, baby?" She nodded. I looked around her to see an empty pot on the stove.

            "You must think me the biggest fool in Scranton," she thickly replied. I ran my hands over her belly. "Standing here stirring an empty pot when you have to leave so soon. I'm a real distracted ninny." Lila may be many things but a ninny was not one of them. "You and your loving kept me up too late. My brain is all sorts of scattered."

            "Baby, you're never scattered. What's wrong? I wish you would tell me."

            Her back stiffened and she gently placed the spoon to the counter. When she turned in my arms to look at me, I saw fear in her eyes and that ramped up my concern tenfold.


Copyright 2016 ©by V.L. Locey

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7 comments:

Jean Joachim said...

Nice way to leave us hanging! Now I need to know what that fear is all about. And the blood in the urine? Very intriguing story. And I love the writing.

Susanne Matthews said...

Blood in his urine--man that must've been quite a hit. Hope everything is okay.

Karen Cino said...

Fear? Blood in his urine? Boy you left us hanging with a lot of questions.

Cathy said...

I' m with Jean ....what a cliffhanger. I' m loving this story

V.L. Locey said...

I worry about Mario as well. Playing hockey is a violent and dangerous way to make a living.

Flossie Benton Rogers said...

Oh dear, what's wrong!

Trisha Faye said...

Oh you can't leave us hanging right here!
You're a big tease!