Fiction Friday - Prompt #2

          Samantha wasn’t sure she could pull it off. She was sitting across the table from Bill as he looked through the file of life altering documents on her laptop. She was trying not to start screaming and throwing knives at his head. All the years, all the time, effort, patience, and love she’d put into her marriage was gone. Snap. Just like that. In an instant she went from a quiet, well-like mother and housewife to a rage filled criminal.  

          The day she’d accidently caught Bill and his “friend” coming out of a restaurant downtown together, was the day her world imploded and the rage took control. Samantha became two people that day, a split personality of sorts. She was still the same old Samantha to everyone who knew her, even her husband. There was only one other person in her life that knew the other half of her. The Sam who turned into a criminal in order to seek vengeance on her husband for making a mockery of their marriage, Maddy. Maddy was more than just her best friend, she was her lawyer.

          Bill was still scanning the files, his face turning paler with each new document or picture he opened.  

“How did you get this?” Bill asked for the second time.

“Does it really matter?” Sam asked as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.

“Of course it matters! I want to know who you hired to get you this! I want to know who I need to sue for hacking into my computer and invading my privacy!”  Bill yelled at her.          Saying nothing, Sam just stared passively at him.  Just as she’d done countless times over the years.  Bill saw her as a naïve, co-dependent, timid woman who wasn’t even smart enough to balance the checkbook.  He was now learning how wrong he was about her.

“Are you done?” Sam asked coolly.

“With what?” Bill asked.

“Are you done yelling and looking through the files?” Sam asked simmering with unreleased hatred towards this man.


“Yeah, I’m done with this.” Bill said as he picked up her laptop and threw it on the floor.

          Sam watched as the laptop hit the floor and slid into the wall. She watched as the case cracked and the screen flickered and then went blue. She stared at it for a few moments, then looked up at Bill. He was grinning like a madman. Bill looked like he was seriously on the edge of sanity at that moment. He was red face, sweating, grinning with tuffs of his always perfectly styled hair sticking out from the side of his head. He looked like a deranged Bozo the Clown, which suddenly struck her as hilarious. She couldn’t help it, she started giggling. Before her giggles could turn into a full-blown laugh, Sam swallowed hard and turned her rage back on. He broke her computer! Ok sure, it was only one of her computers, but as far as he knew, it was the only one she had.


“You don’t really think that was the only copy do you?” Sam asked sighing.


Bill took a deep breath, “Samantha, I know you’re hurt, but this isn’t funny anymore. You know you will never use this information against me, you love me too much. In time you will adjust to being on your own and realize there was no need for this.” Bill said. He was trying to manipulate her again. He only called her Samantha when he was trying to convince her that he was right and she was an idiot.


Sam stared at him in disbelief. “You really don’t know a thing about me do you?”


“I know you’re not going to blackmail me.” Bill said, regaining some of his composure.


“Are you sure about that?” Sam asked, leaning forward and grinned menacingly.


“I’m sure. You don’t have the guts to ruin me. Besides, if you ruin me, you won’t receive a dime and then what will you do? You need me.” Bill asked spitefully.


“What makes you think I need your money?” Sam asked, still grinning.


“Of course you need my money! Why else would you pull this stunt?” Bill said, he was getting angry again.


“Bill, I haven’t needed your money in years. Why am I doing this? Because you deserve it and because I really just can’t stand you.” Sam said sweetly.

 

 

This post is part of a fiction challenge I'm trying. And trust me, this prompt was a REAL challenge for me.  I hope you don't hate it.  :-)  This week's prompt was:

Invent a / your character (who) has two personality traits that are completely incompatible, that don't fit together at all. For example: this character is incredibly messy and is also a total perfectionist. Or: this character is a pacifist and also has a really explosive temper. Or: this character believes in strict, traditional family values but is promiscuous by nature. You decide. Then think of a situation in which these two sides of your character would be in direct conflict with each other. Write the story / scene.

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