The Demon in him

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"David!!... We should talk things out, stop breaking things anytime you get angry" but he wouldn't listen, it all fell on deaf ears, i had to watch him destroy our home every time how was i going to stop my son from witnessing this, he would always come on his knees at the end of the day and i had to forgive him always hoping for a change, i wasn't ready to give up on my marriage.

     Few weeks later he came home looking all puffy around the house, i came out of the bathroom when i heard a sharp cry from my son, i found him in his own pool of blood, i quickly pounce on him, how could he do that to our son, "what has gotten into you?" I screamed... I felt a stinking slap on my cheeks and i fell to the floor, i rushed my son to the hospital and he died on getting there, i had to pick myself up and go back home,

I freshened up and moved to the kitchen to make dinner, i waited patiently for him to sleep, he was definitely not going to see the day break, i tiptoed to the kitchen and took out one of the knives, i moved close to him, he had çrossed oceans to his dreamland, i wondered how he was able to sleep peacefully, he should go meet my son and apologize, i quickly shove the knife into his chest he coughed out blood and i watch him shriek to death, i gave him enough time to change i guess it just had to end this way, well nobody's ever going to find me.

         ~Adios~ i muttered

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