Lisa Massimilla

“Well, that happened.” by Lisa Massimilla

I heard the front door open followed by my boyfriend’s loud and happy voice yelling, “I’m Free!” followed by “Daniel, you here?” “Kitchen,” Seated at our dinner table, laptop before me along with a collection of notes and textbooks I saved my report and looked up in surprise as Jordan walked in, carrying a milk crate with all his personal items, looking like he won the lottery. Though I had a sinking suspicion about what happened, especially since he was supposed to still be at work right now, I asked anyway. “So how was your day?” “Te...

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“Inspiration” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #166

“I quit!”Looking up from the book I was reading my eyebrows shot up in surprise as a spiral notebook went flying across the living room. I traced its flight path back to the den where Jason stood glaring in the open doorway.“What happened, babe? Writer’s block again?”“More like brain constipation because nothing is coming out, not even word shit,” he stormed into the living room and did a belly flop on the couch. “I’ve been sitting at that desk for 3 hours Chris, trying to squeeze something out but my brain refuses to form words. I can’t do ...

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“Roommates” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #137

I had just entered that in-between phase of sleep and wakefulness when my cell phone rang. Normally I shut it off before going to bed because of this very reason but I fell asleep watching a video. Damn near gave me a heart attack because the phone was close to my ear and the ringtone is a voice telling me to answer it. The fact that my best friend is the only one who has that ringtone saved my phone from getting flung across the room. Fully awake, I answered it and tapped on the speaker.“What’s wrong Luka?” There was a long pause befor...

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“Sick Day” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #128

“I hate tea” Jason called out from the couch. “You’re wasting your time making it, Kevin because I’m not drinking it.”I sighed while pouring hot water into a Garfield mug. “For a sick person, you sure are loud babe. Keep it up and I’ll spike it with NyQuil.”“Spike it with gin then I’ll drink it.”Going to the pantry I retrieved a tin of butter cookies and a bottle of honey. “I promise, this is the only time you have to drink it. I just want to see if it works.”A coughing fit delayed any response my boyfriend may have had which was good for hi...

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“Food for Thought.” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #100

I knew it was a bad idea the moment the words left my mouth.In my head it seemed like a good idea, it wasn’t until after I mentioned to Luka that we should celebrate Thanksgiving together that I realized the mistake. What mistake is that you’re probably wondering. After all, it’s completely normal for people who have been in a two year relationship to spend Thanksgiving together. You're right, it is. What I failed to realize was Luka wanting to do everything from scratch. “Why do we have to cook though?’ I clung to the mattress as Luka ...

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“New Beginnings” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #96

David staggered to a standstill under the weight of his bags and looked up at the brownstone apartment building. Panting and soaked with sweat he let everything fall to the ground before collapsing on the steps. Leaning against one of his suitcases he closed his eyes and tried to regain his strength. “Please god, let this be the right one, “ he whispered, fanning himself with a hand. “Well, that depends. What are you looking for?” a guy’s voice said behind him With a start, David looked over his shoulder. A young man with stylish black...

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“Keeping Secrets” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #55

“Can you keep a secret?”I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look at my sister as I searched the TV for something interesting to watch. “Better than you since since you’re going to tell me one."Sarah plopped down next to me on the couch. “Well if you’re going to be like that then maybe I won’t tell you.“You can’t not tell me a secret after saying you’re going to tell me a secret!" I said, looking at her. "That’s mean.”“Fine I'll tell you but you can’t tell anyone. Janet will kill me if she knew I blabbed after promising I wouldn’t.“I’m your bi...

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“Summer Dreams” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #53

“Tell me again why living in Florida during the summer is a good thing,” I said, turning on the garden hose. “It's nothing but nonstop heatwaves.”Sitting nearby on a lawn chair, my roommate and best friend Crystal let out an exaggerated sigh. “I would but I’m suffering from heatstroke so hurry up and hand over the water.”“You don’t think this is a bit pathetic?” I adjusted the flow to an easy stream before handing the hose to her. “Sitting in our backyard, dressed in hot pants and tank tops while soaking each other with a garden hose?”“You g...

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“My final days before going away to college.” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #53

I would describe my last week home before leaving for college as chaos. This year is going to be my Sophomore year which makes it a little easier compared to last year since I know what to do and what to expect but still, I was in two minds the entire week. Fortunately I had Stephanie, my best friend and college roommate to help balance the insanity. We were roommates last semester so it only made sense that we paired up again. A great roommate can make all the difference in school so when you find one never let them go. Bribe them to stay. ...

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“The Ring” by Lisa Massimilla

Submitted to Contest #50

The good thing about buying a ring for a man is the price. For a few hundred dollars you can get a nice band while a woman’s ring will soak you for a few thousands.  “I’ll take that one,” I pointed to a silver band with an intricate design twisting around it.  The saleswoman smiled as she retrieved the ring from the display case. “Nice choice. Would you like to see the matching woman’s band?” I forced my voice to remain neutral and my smile pleasant. “No thanks. I’ll bring her to pick a ring another time.” The woman accepte...

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