Short stories by Jade Crispy

Ashes of Evil Part 6

This time I was much more prepared, I coated my fingers with nail polish to avoid prints and put on a plastic glove for good measure. I already had the bottle of bleach on hand and since it wasn't my first time cleaning up after the precipitate of others, I finished much sooner than I had before. I disposed of the glove, cloth and bleach in the wastepaper basket under my desk and continued to do exactly as I had done with Edna. This time, in the back alley of our favourite nearby Japanese restaurant. The last time we were here, Mia said I was the best friend she ever had. I thought it'd be a nice sentiment. Mia's helping me on my way to happiness. What better place to see this through than our favourite restaurant? She would have loved this.

To prolong the process for my dear Mia, I decided to add a little less kerosene. I wanted to watch her burn for as long as I could. It would be my last memory of her. I wanted it to last. She would have wanted it to last. She would have wanted me to watch every second of it. And I would, gladly.

Once again with immense joy and excitement, I lit the match and dropped it onto the kerosene drenched corpse that was my best friend. Correction- is. Even in death, she's doing her best to help me out These kind of people are hard to come by. There would always be false people like Xavier who claimed they love me but I have Edna and Mia. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. 

I watched the flames dance off her back and I thought, even as she burns, she's beautiful. I couldn't stop watching her. As her flesh slowly disintegrated into those precious ashes. This was probably why I didn't see him coming. I noticed it too late. Way too late.

A shadow was approaching, it's height towering over the beautiful scene. I began to panic. I tried to hide but he was too quick. Xavier stood behind me. 6 foot and all, holding the glove and bleach in his right and two black pills in his left. I expected him to scream, or call the police. Maybe even run away. But I didn't expect him to just stand there and smile at me. "Ashley" he whispered.