ℳ𝓎 ℛ𝓊𝒾𝓃 | 𝐺𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ

𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

" No, he is not home yet. " I speak, earning a reply from the person on the other end. " It's ok I got it. I do this everyday anyway. " I chuckle. " Sure. Ok bye. " I hung up the phone and settled it down on the kitchen counter.

I slowly approached the dining table, my fingers trembling as I lifted the whiskey glass, it's chilled surface sending shivers through me. The ice held a half smoked cigarette, one end buried deep, while the other rested above. Its a silent reminder of a night filled with quite and suffocating darkness.

Yesterday, after dinner, Phuwin left for work. Saying he was going to work late. And after I went to sleep, he came in. Not phuwin, but the one who watches me. I call him, My Ruin. Because he is my ruin. I heard him downstairs. He always drinks whiskey from our alcohol collection. Not all of them but one. Only one. Buffalo Trace. He likes that so much. And the scary thing is, we don't drink buffalo trace. We just bought it once. But since "My Ruin" likes them, I buy them, just for him. And hide it somewhere, where phuwin would not find it. Even though it costs a lot, I buy them with my savings.

Anyways, back to last night, after he drank, I heard him come upstairs. And he came in to my room. He was facing my back. And I was too scared to face him. So I just stayed silent. He placed a small kiss on my head before leaving. He probably drank and smoked cigarette again this morning. And it wasn't too long before since the ice still hadn't melt. Or maybe he is still here.

I brushed off all the thoughts and continued my work. I washed the glass, and placed at the end, right corner of the whiskey glass compartment. Then I got dressed and hurried to the store. Thank god, today is the weekend.

I did the necessary groceries and also bought Buffalo Trace and placed in the hidden compartment.

I texted Phuwin and he said, he'll be home in a few minutes.

I did what I had to do. Made sure Buffalo Trace was in the hidden compartment and cleaned the house.

After a few moments, the door opened revealing a tired Phuwin. I greeted him with a smile, and he replied with a peck on my cheeks.

I don't wanna jump to conclusions right away but it has been over 1 month that phuwin has been like this. Leaving for work after dinner and coming back the next day at lunch. He always says that he got "night shifts" but he is the manager for god's sake!!

Whatever, the whole day flew by and it was time for phuwin to leave for work.
He pecked my lips before turning the door knob and leaving, soon after, I heard his car drive away.

I cleaned the dishes and went to sleep. Not really. I couldn't sleep. It's like I was waiting for him. No. Not because I am attracted to him. I do all these things, just because I don't wanna be murdered and I don't want my boyfriend to die.

After about 10 minutes, I heard him downstairs. My mind was telling me to go,catch that man and end this once and for all.

So, I stood up, walked out of the bedroom and slowly made my way downstairs and towards the kitchen. The wooden floorboard beneath my feet creaked and I silently cursed the floorboard for making a sound.

When, I finally reached the kitchen, there was nothing except the whiskey glass filled with ice and a cigarette beside it.

How is he so fast? I thought to myself making my way towards the dining table. I stopped and looked at the glass. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around my waist and the other hand covered my mouth. Probably preventing me from screaming. I flinched and froze.

He slowly removed his hand from my mouth and whispered into my ears,

" Are you really that eager to take a look at my face darling? " This was the first time I've heard his voice. His voice is deep. And dark.

I tried to turn around, but he held me in place.

" I don't think that is a good idea" His deep, hoarse voice spoke.

I did not say anything. Just stayed silent.

" Now, tell me. Did you like that peck? " His voice darkened.

" What do you mean? " I finally spoke.

" The peck on your lips that you boyfriend gave you before he left. Did you enjoy it? " I could feel his hot breath on my ear and neck.

" It's none of your fucking business " I said rudely, instantly regretting it as his free hand grabbed my throat.

" Anything related to you is my business. Remember. It. " He said.

I gave a little nod, and both of his hands let go of me.

" Count to 10 seconds and then turn around. " I did what he said since I did not wanna die.

I counted to ten and turned around. And he vanished. Only leaving traces of his cologne in the air. That Asshole!

I threw away the ice and the cigarette and washed the glass. I put everything back to where it was. And went to sleep. Trying not to think of him.

" Don't tell anyone I am here. Ok Fourth?" Ploy said, tears rolling down, staining her pretty flawless skin.

" Ok. " I nod. She smiled at me before turning and going into a room.

I continued my work silently until a pretty girl with brown hair came.

" Have you seen ploy? " She asks

Don't tell anyone that I am here. Ok?
The sentence kept on ringing in my ears.

" No. " I reply. " I haven't seen her. "

" Ok..when and where have you last seen her? "

" At lunch time,in the school cafeteria. " I coldly reply.

She nods, " Thanks. " She said before walking away.

Tears welled my eyes as I looked down at my hands.

My hands, stained with dry blood.

If only I had told these to my parents, Ploy would have been mad at me, but at least she would be alive. I killed her.

I woke up with tears rolling down my cheeks. My entire face was red and wet. Cheeks stained with dry tears.

" It's not your fault " I tell myself, trying to comfort myself. All this, just to break into tears again.