“Just back up! Just back the fuck up!” screamed Penny as Angela approached her for a hug. Angela stopped in her tracks looking hurt. “Don’t fucking hug me. Not after what you’ve done!”
“And that makes everything fine does it?” Penny shot back.
“No, of course it doesn’t, but we’ve got to get past this.” Penny just shook her head and turned away.
“If you’re going to sleep with someone else, we don’t have a future together anymore.” Penny walked out of the room leaving her alone.
Angela collapsed onto the floor knowing she had lost everything.
This was written using the prompt “to write a story using the term backup. You can back up or have a backup…” from the Carrot Ranch February 28 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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