O for Oil

He had seen everything happen as though in slow motion. The car zooming by beneath his window, illuminated by headlights and streetlights. The traffic lights switching from green to red and back to green again. Over and over again. He stood staring, stuck in his mind, seeing the cars but not really seeing them. He was alone all over again. She had left him, like they always did. Dreams don’t come true, he realised, or perhaps they do, but they don’t last very long in that case.

The lights switched back to red again. As though time had stopped, the cars stood still, frozen to the spot. Tires screeched when the lights were only just orange and the traffic continued. Life never stops, he thought. There’s no stop button. Even the traffic lights don’t stay red for long.

Just then it happened. The lorry speeding past pulled to the other lane. It swayed. For ages, he thought, watching intensely what would happen. Then it tipped. Slowly, dropping to the side with a slam. He could see the oil shining up to his window, which the cars behind slithered through to slam into the huge mess of what had once been the lorry.

Nothing ever goes to plan, he thought sadly, but life always continues.

© 2016

Sunday Photo Fiction, April 17th 2016


13 responses to “O for Oil”

  1. Nice job Felicia. I could feel great sadness in your charscter here, observing everything. It didn’t work with his girlfriend and here he is watching this truck go over spilling oil and making cars crash. Possibly, there is dangers of fire and explosions.

    1. The possibility of an explosion is not only in the truck, but also in his complete silence after his girlfriend left. Perhaps he will explode soon too… Thank you for your kind words.

  2. I can imagine the way he’s feeling, life continuing around him while his feels like his is standing still after his breakup (though it sounds like he’s been through a few of those – maybe it’s him!). I like the way he’s comparing happenings on the road to life in general 🙂

    1. Thank you! Perhaps he has been through a few breakups already… The way life always pauses and continues again, just like the cars at a traffic light.. A small pause after a breakup, and then life continues again as though nothing happened.

  3. Life always continues! 🙂 A very nice read..

    1. It certainly does! Thank you 🙂

  4. Ouch! Nice story; well written.

    1. Thank you!

  5. A great idea, comparing his inner and outer world.

    1. Thank you. 🙂

  6. Well written. Good story there.

    1. Thank you!

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