Concrete Love II
It’s been a busy week. I haven’t had as much time to write as I’d like and I haven’t felt as motivated as I should, but sometimes you just need to power through. Based on the cool photo prompt for this week’s Friday Fictioneers, I had no choice but to write a very obvious sequel to Concrete Love. Enjoy!
copyright-David Stewart
Concrete Love II
“Oh God. What am I doing?”
Globs of wet concrete slid down Max’s face, burning his skin as he pulled himself through the thickening liquid towards the edge.
“I’ve lost my mind.”
Beneath the surface of the liquid he held a squirming Paula tightly and waited for death until a realization struck him. “I don’t love her. I can’t be with her forever.”
With shaky arms Max struggled to climb out of the pit. He heard the liquid slosh and felt her hand latch onto his ankle. Paula held him tight and pulled him beneath the surface.
I was pulling for Max to be stronger. Darn!
A literal take on the prompt that works well. Nicely done.
A sequel!
I was hoping Max would pull Paula out!
The burning together with ‘drowning’ must be terrible!
Well done.
I love this one! If I were her I would have grabbed on too !
I think he needs to kick her in the face and get out of there. That’s some destructive love there.
Fates sealed in wet cement. What a tragic end. Hope things slow down for you H.L. Glad you dropped by to share with us.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Together forever. I would have pulled him down too.
Nice one 
Yes, he deserved to go down with her.
Turnabout is fair play! They’ll be cemented together forever.
Makes me think I should (or maybe shouldn’t) check underneath the driveway we had installed some years ago.
janet
A great story – looks like he realised he didn’t love her just a little too late!
Oohhh! Eerie! Nicely done.
Wow – I love the descriptive language and could really feel the struggle through that thickening cement.
Rightly done. Get him down there. Wonder if there will be third installment
Would it be cruel to say, serves him right? Really like the way you continued this from your previous story.
that is just plain claustrophobic in more ways than one. well done.
think about not using “liquid” so many times. maybe there are other words you can use. it’s an important word, but repeating it – i’m not sure if that’s better. maybe it is, not sure.
I like your sense of romance.