
Candles lit except for the ones she couldn't reach- body glistens and moist from her freshly washed dripping hair- she puts on his t-shirt to remind her of him- the shirt still smells of him- He is missed - she curls in the bed and holds the body pillow near in the same spot he would lay- confused and mixed emotions of why he's not there- a tear falls from her eye she digs deep not to cry- she thinks of times together when they were better- takes a deep breath inhales his cologne from the shirt- a sadness weights deep inside the pain is felt as the house is no longer a home it's cold-
No longer can these feelings be contained so many thoughts running through her brain- weeping she cries out 'why & fuck my life' and thoughts of suicide & heart break she's compelled to take her life-
That's when-She hears the front door and the flicking of a switch- foot steps walking around- no one knows where she is- she jumps from the bed hair still wet she goes down the stairs quickly to the kitchen grabs a knife-
A mans voice says hello as he hears someone else in the house- he takes out his phone and sends a text then dials 911 as he turns the corner to head back out front- he is met with a familiar face, but how in house, his home he thinks to himself silence takes over and drops the phone
She pulls the knife high and aims for his chest- he tries to stop her and he feels the knife stab through his sweater vest- blood everywhere he runs to the door- the women screams "motherfucker I wanted more" he is hit 8 times in the back as he reaches outside with his last breath yells for his wife and kids to get in the car and drive-
The crazed woman spots them drops the knife and cries- the cops pull up loud sirens flashing lights all the neighbors comes outside but they're all to late the man meets his fate- the man life fades away and he dies-
Truth is when he was running for his life and he saw his wife she ran back to put the kids in the car and locked all 4 doors- she saw a familiar face but one not supposed to be in her home, over her husband, her place the plot thickens here- when it all went wrong-
Few months back the man had a compliant spoke to his hr department and documented everything- he had a co-worker- she was fly of course- she made a friend in him and ended up wanting more- emails texts and call log from his cell and home phone had him shook that things could go so wrong- he was trust worthy-the respectable type and with all this women's advances he stayed true to his wife- this woman from his job she kept wanting more- so he told her one day step off, he's not a male whore- he appreciated the advances and office flirting but his thoughts of her stayed pure and hers consistently dirty- he put space between them and let the Friendship of easy- she wanted more and knew it wouldn't come easy- sold herself short sexting and emailing provocative pictures so he took all the evidence to the boss then to HR and thought to himself that would be the last of it and end of the story
It's deeper than that fairy tale turned horror story-this woman now jobless had a personal vendetta and wanted her vengeance- she plotted for months of how this would happen- a few times followed him to get his address -saw his wife and kids greet him when he came to the door- but something was strange and through her off- when she saw a familiar face from way back in her college days a face to familiar but lost touch after they all graduated and went separate ways-
About the Creator
Handsome Davis
His own story was as curious as his narrative The tale of his life is the tale of a writer of incredible vision.



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