Writing challenge issued on FB group:
Write a story with 3 paragraphs. Each starting with the same sentence.
A/N: Not Betaed.
Enjoy!
Why me? All I want is a normal life. To come home to a bored housewife who spends her days taking care of our kids, cooking my favorites, and taking care of my needs. Is that too much to ask? Everyone else in the Burg seems to have managed it. No, not me. Here I am at yet another car fire scene, and she's made me a laughing stock again. It makes my stomach turn watching them laughing and exchanging money.
"Yeah. Laugh it up, Eddie." Asshole.
"Hey, Joe. Thank Steph for me, will ya? I've almost won enough on betting on her next car bomb to take Shirley on that cruise she's been gripping about."
Let me just get through this without punching someone in the face. Where the hell is she? I've got to talk some sense into her. Why doesn't she just marry me and stop all this nonsense already? There she is. Oh, and of course he's here.
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Why me? All I want is a normal life. One that doesn't involve my car exploding every five seconds. I loved that car, too. Ranger is going to kill me. That one was only a week old. Ugh, there's Eddie and Carl. Yes, I see you laughing it up. Eddie must have won this time.
"Thanks, Steph!"
I can't believe he's waving his winnings at me and thanking me. This is my life they are betting on!
Oh great. Here comes Joe. I am in no mood for the yelling lecture about how I am a huge screw up and why can't I be like everyone else. Oh, then there is the part about marrying him and popping out little Morelli's. As if I would ever want to be a bored housewife, chasing a houseful of screaming kids, learning how to cook, and taking care of his "boys". When is he going to see that I don't want to be like everyone else in the Burg. I just want to be me. Oh, good. Ranger is here. I knew he would come.
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Why me? All I want is a normal life. Well, one that doesn't have me losing my mind every five seconds when her car explodes, wondering if she is alright. Thank God she looks unharmed, now I can breathe again. The look on her face. Hm... She looks like she smells something rotten. Oh, she's looking at Morelli. I can't believe he looks pissed. She's alive, you idiot! You should be running to her, wrapping her in your arms, and making sure she is okay. When is she ever going to kick his ass to the curb once and for all? Oh, she sees me. Only her. Only my babe, could smile in the middle of all this chaos.
Thanks for reading!