See You Never, Mr. One-minute Novels & Stories

Piers snarled. There was no sound coming from the other side for a long beat. It was long enough that it piqued Piers’ curiosity. What could that guy be up to? Why the silence? His question was soon answered when that unmistakable song came through his phone… “Never gonna give you up! Never gonna let you down! Never gonna turn around and desert you! Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye! Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you—”

and come alone. See you in five. Make it ten.

I'm happily digging into a hot dog by the roadside when, sure enough, I spot my girlfriend, Jennifer York, in Felix Kenner's latest post. The caption reads, "You make the best medicine." After being stood up by Jennifer so many times, I've long since stopped caring. If anything. I'm starting to think I should break up with her as soon as possible and let the two of them be together.

he hammered, “yes, and I'll be glad to never see you again" ‎ ‎"Deal." ‎ ‎"Deal." ‎

Only one text immediately caught my attention. Unknown Number I hope you're happy now. I hope yes to make the most of the destruction of my life. I'll see you when I see you.

Ten minutes later, her text popped up on my phone. [Lincoln, I have to stay with Gurney to meet his parents. I'll definitely visit your mom the next time!] I was not even surprised. In the past two years, I had lost count of how many times I heard that same phrase. 'Next time, for sure'. Missed our anniversary? 'Next time, for sure'. Bailed on visiting my mother? 'Next time, for sure'. Too busy to go get our marriage registered? 'Tomorrow, for sure'.

Sean’s glance turned into a gaze. The magnetism of his prolonged eye contact had amplified his love for her. His eyes lingered on her face for the last time. “I’d also like you to know that I love you, Shannon, for all eternity.” Without hesitation, he put the glass on his lips. Although Shannon had been hypnotized and had an inaccurate memory, she had not lost her ability to think. She was now certain that he already knew about the pill in the glass of water. He probably knew the fatality of the pill, too.

I was dazed for a second, hardly believing what I was hearing. Charles did not say anything more. Instead, he snuck up behind me and gave me a little shove. I tripped forward, and the camera flashes were so bright that I could not open my eyes. A sharp pain zipped through my belly, and I felt something warm spreading underneath me. When I looked down, I saw my pants were all wet with blood. Everything around me started to fade to black. Right before I passed out, I heard Charles say with a sneer, "Not this again. Always playing the same old fainting game."

“O-okay…” “Come again?” “…okay, Carlisle.” He smiled. “Good girl.” Just like that, seven minutes was over.

Luca and Fiona locked eyes, their faces ashen with the realization of what they had done. "So," Marco leaned in, "was that a big enough 'surprise' for you?" Surprise didn't even cover it. Luca looked like he was about to faint right there on the spot. Fiona’s friends gathered around, and Marco greeted each of them in the same perfect dialect. The room went dead silent. "Oh, and one more thing," Marco added, snapping his fingers. "Angelina has a special gift for everyone here tonight." On cue, the massive projector screen in the ballroom flickered to life. A high-definition video began to play.