A heartbroken girls revenge

This is probably a horrible idea; wait no, this is most definitely a horrible idea. I’ve come so far to not go ahead and finish out my plans though. Besides, I really had no use of all his stuff he left at my place and if I must have any form of communication with him again, I’m going to make sure he remembers me. The bottle says it takes a couple days to actually kill you, so he’ll probably feel sick and get treatment before that happens.

I grabbed his shirt and felt the tears start to form in my eyes, it still hurt that he left. What we had together was so perfect and he just woke up one day and decided to end it. Why? I wish I knew; I was convinced for awhile that he had just found someone else but after looking at his Facebook page regularly I knew that wasn’t it. Before anyone wonders I wasn’t stalking his page; just checking a couple times a day to see what he was doing. I put his shirt in the box and went to grab his socks that he forgot about. I couldn’t help but laugh a little, he was always losing these around the house. After putting them and some other small nick-nacks of his into the box I grabbed the bottle.

I stared at that bottle for what felt like an eternity. Was I really about to do this? I know he broke my heart and left me feeling completely miserable but was this the answer. Yes. We had a perfect relationship for six years, and for him to just wake up and say we should go our separate ways! It made no sense! I did everything he asked of me, I was everything a man could possibly need in a partner! I sat the bottle down and grabbed some water. I couldn’t afford to let myself get too worked up. After all anthrax is highly dangerous. Looking at the bottle I wasn’t sure how you would go about getting it from point A to point B. You couldn’t really see the stuff inside of there honestly.

Buying some of this stuff was so much easier than I thought it would be. I literally just did a quick web search and found myself on the deep web within a few minutes. The price for it though was honestly outrageous, I guess that’s to be expected though. I wish they had instructions of how to safely put this inside of something though. I didn’t want to inhale the stuff myself but honestly there was no way for me to know if anything was even in the bottle.

I contemplated how to put the anthrax in the box for about thirty minutes. The web just kept saying that I needed a gas mask and things like that. I couldn’t afford one after buying the anthrax and didn’t have the time to go out and find one anyways. I grabbed my dishtowel that I kept hanging by the sink and used it to cover my mouth. It’ll have to do. Holding the bottle inside the box I popped open the lid and dropped the whole bottle in the box; quickly closing and taping up the box nice and tight.

I removed the towel from my face and grabbed the brown wrapping paper. I was hoping this would help to make sure that nothing escaped out the box. Making it look nice and pretty like a present I took a sharpie and printed his address on the paper. Grabbing my car keys, I drove to the post office and used the kiosk to pay for the shipping. Now I will go and wait; checking his Facebook to see if he receives my package.

Five days later

“We got the street blocked off?” Detective Carter yelled to detective Jackson.

“Yeah, we got everyone out their houses as well. We can’t be too careful with this; we don’t know what’s waiting for us inside.” Replied detective Jackson.

They walked up the sidewalk to the door of the house connected to the box that had the anthrax in it. Peeping through the windows to try and get a look at what might be inside they couldn’t really make out anything. “Alright everyone! Put your gas mask on! We don’t know if more is inside the house!” the captain yelled to his team before they began banging on the door. “IT’S THE POLICE OPEN UP!!” They received no answer and proceeded to bang on the door again, this time even louder. Yet again there was no response they went straight to knocking down the door.

As soon as they entered, they noticed there was a plate with some food left on the dinning room table. “IF YOU ARE IN THE HOUSE COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD!” The captain gave the order and then the team began checking throughout the house.

“Hey captain I think I found the suspect!” One of the officers yelled from a room further in the house. The captain went and joined the officer in what he quickly learned was the bedroom. The detectives came close behind him and when they looked in and saw a female lying unconscious on the bed, they knew what had happened.

“Well, it seems she inhaled some of that anthrax herself.” Said detective Jackson.

“Yeah, that’s what can happen when people who don’t know anything about the stuff try and use it.” Replied detective Carter.

They finished clearing the house and got the body in a bag ready to take to the coroner for them to officially determine reason for death. It was obvious though, the suspect wanted to get some form of revenge on her ex and ended up accidentally inhaling some herself in the process. She knew it was a terrible idea and went on with it anyways.