Short stories collection

Monsters

I wake up to see to find myself on th floor. How long have I been out? 1, 2 or maybe 5 minutes.
I held my head in my hands as a sudden migraine started.
Why was I out? What happened? I wondered as I racked my brain for possible answers.

My eyes fell on the newspapers. Yes the newspapers. The headlines I read made me lose consciousness.

"Mr Donald Jones calls off the engagement with his long girlfriend Natasha Holmes via Twitter"

"Mr Donald claims to be the sole owner of Make it shine furnitures"

"Natasha Holmes was just managing my company. I am the owner of Make it shine furnitures"Billionaire says.

"I can't love a killer"Handsome billionaire says.

"Natasha is a cold blooded murderer. She aborted 3 of our children even if I begged her not to" Billionaire cries.

All lies! All lies! I screamed as I thrashed all the newspapers into my waste bin.
If someone had told me that Donald was going to do this to me, I would have doubted the person.
Donald showed me so much love that I never for once thought of another man.
I started 'make it shine' alone. I made that company into what it is today. I did all that.
Two months ago, I signed my company over to Donald out of love. My friend Rita had warned me but what did I do? I shut her off from my life. I thought she was my enemy but now I've found out that Donald is the actual enemy, an enemy in disguise.

I aborted thrice for him because each time I conceived, he claimed not to be ready. He said he wanted our wedding to be grand, there was a 99% chance that a baby could ruin that. Stupidly, I believed.

Now he was going to leave me alone, leave me alone with nothing.

I've decided to go and see him but my problem is how to get out of my house because my gate has been occupied by journalist.

I quickly disguise myself in my guard's uniform as I went out.

*******
I drove in tears as I got to his compound.
"I need to get inside now!" I told his security who looked at me scornfully.

"I will never!" He replied angrily.

"Please" I begged in despair.

"I'm only doing my duty ma'am" he replied.

"Now are you still obeying him?" I asked as I pointed a pistol at him.

"Please don't kill me. Come inside" he said as he raised his hands up.

I made sure to handcuff him so he wouldn't call the police.

"What are you doing in my house you murderer?" Donald asked with a smug.

"Donald why?" I asked as I broke down in tears.

"I never loved you Tasha. I never for once did. Heck you are not even my type. I ONLY USED YOU" He said as took a sip of his juice.

"I trusted you. I can't believe that someone like you can do this" I cried.

"Awwwwwnnn. You're so innocent honey. Babe have you ever heard of monsters? Monsters are not those ugly creatures you watch in movies. Sweetie monsters are real and they look like people, people like me" He spoke menacingly.

"I aborted three kids for you. I didn't want to but you begged me into it and now you telling the world that I'm a murderer?"

"Yes you are a murderer. Only a murderer kills" He replied as he sat on his cushion.

"Well it wouldn't hurt if I commit another murder will it?" I asked him as I sniffed.

"Look at who wants to murder" He Said as he laughs loudly.

"Last word?" I asked as I pointed the pistol on his forehead.

"Relax Tasha. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I love you... I"

I didn't allow him finish talking. I release 5 bullets as his head exploded, some blood splashing on my face.

I quickly sent the video recording I had been doing to a reporter who still believed in me regardless of whatever lies Donald told the world. She has always wished to be the first to tell the world about a  big story. It will make her famous. I needed the world to see Donald for he really was- a monster.

"Forgive me Lord for I know what I'm doing" I said as I released the last bullet into my heart.
***

'Monsters are real and they look like people'

"Finally you have gotten your wish. Tasha really cared for you" Daniel said.

"Yes I wanted to be the one to cover a big story but I never wanted Tasha to die. I can't believe that Tasha is gone. I'm glad that the world can finally see that Donald isn't really an angel" Tonia said.

"I'm also feeling bad but life must go on. By the way the title you chose for the article is great"

"Thanks."