Short Stories

Her.

"No one can have her but me!" I yelled in anger while flinging an old wooden chair across the room hearing it break once it hit the wall. I want...No...I need her here I needed to inhale her intoxicating scent of cherry perfume; I needed to play in her long brown hair and caress her smooth caramel colored skin. I needed her presence here, and most of all I needed her and I wouldn't stop attempting to get at her until she was mine and wanted only me.

I plopped down in the middle of the once elegant sitting room the only thing that remained elegant still was the brilliant chandelier hanging from my ceiling. If I could I would shatter that to. My mind was full of empty thoughts the only thing I could manage to think of was her. From her full lips to her curvy pear shape that's the only thing my mind could muster up for me to think of. Images of her ran through my mind and no matter how hard I tried thinking of something else my mind bought her straight back she was really the only thing I could really think of for right now she was always on my mind.

'Tick...Tick...Tick...Brrr.' I heard from the kitchen I thought that throw from the sitting room would have broken that blasted alarm clock. I guess I didn't throw it hard enough the first time but surely I will on the second attempt, I slowly began crawling over the glass shards from the all glass table I once had all the shards came in different sizes and along with the shards there were long sticks of sharp wood from... huh I don't even what they came from but it doesn't matter it is broken now. Once I crawled over everything and I reached the kitchen I located the alarm clock crawled over to it and tossed it back in the direction of the sitting room and heard it crash against a wall and fall down the wall piece by piece to the ground.

'zzz.zzz.zzz.' I heard blare from my phone and I crawled back into the sitting room where the buzzing was the loudest and seen my phone where the glass table used to be. I crawled over and answered my phone without looking at the caller ID. "Hello" I answered and the sound of my voice scared me but that's what happens when you fall in love; I sounded as if I were an unearthed demon. "Hello...it's me Jhene" the voice spoke in my ear  and I instantly shot up off the floor and looked at my phone just to make sure my ears weren't deceiving me and sure enough the caller ID said her followed by the heart emoji. I tried changing the tone of my voice so she wouldn't think that I was waking up or figure out I was distraught. "Yea...What's up" I said and even I could hear the crack of my voice. "Well I was wondering if after all these months you like to meet...It's been a while since I last seen you and I want to catch up." She said with her voice of an angel ringing in my ear.  "Catch up?" I asked confused by what she meant "You know to go over everything that's been happening." She wants to catch up she wants to hang out with me. "Yeah that would be nice."  I said because I couldn't really do anything else that and the fact my mind is screaming at me to say yes. "Okay I'll be in town all next week so we can set up a day then right?" She questioned me her cute confused voice "yeah...I'll see you next week." I said before hanging up. She will be mine.

The next week came by faster than I thought and of course I cleaned my house up because I planned on bringing Jhene here after she got in town speaking of that I have to go pick her up now. My heart dropped as soon as I spotted Jhene with some dude that was taller than her and me he was scrawny and barely had any muscles but that's not what broke my heart the fact that they flirted and kissed before walking in my direction did. 'Kill them' was the only thing circling my thought 'she doesn't deserve you, they will die together.' I heard a voice in my head say and I wanted nothing more than to do so.

Once Jhene, the man who I found the name to be Ryan and I reached my home I offered them a house tour and then offered to make refreshments while they sat in talked for a while. They agreed and we began the house tour where I showed them just about everything expect my secret room dedicated to Jhene. Once I was finished I planned the way that Rayan would die I would kill him with a high dosage of morphine in a brownie. After I made a specialized brownie I knew that Ryan would be a goner a soon as this finished going through his digestion system which will leave me plenty of time to kill off Jhene. This will be an experience I am looking forward too.

I slowly walked out of the kitchen and gave the brownie I laced with morphine to Ryan I have to leave him alive long enough to have to take the blame for me killing Jhene. I watched as Ryan consumed his brownie in one bite; Turns out that he ate just about every other brownie I should have poison all of them if I knew that but luckily I did poison at least seven out of ten and he ate nine. "Ryan it's about time for me to head to the house." "Y'all live together?" I asked trying to hide the tone of jealously present in my voice "Yes Ryan is my fiancé." Jhene said with the most serious face I've ever seen, and I felt a nerve break and I pulled the knife out throwing it straight towards them with my eyes closed and all of a sudden I heard Jhene scream and then a body drop to the floor, opening my eyes I seen Ryan's lifeless blood and Jhene's body on the floor with the knife in her chest. I smirked evilly then walked over watching her gasp for air.

"You hurt my heart and now I'm going to hurt yours" I said before stomping on the knife lodging it deeper inside of her chest, and seeing her struggle before her eyes made contact with mine. "Goodbye Jhene." I whispered while walking away and leaving the house with tainted blood and tons of heartache may the two live eternally cursed by the forces of the dead. I walked away from the house and heard a gunshot go off before a bullet whizzed through my stomach I turned around and seen Ryan and Jhene standing covered in blood. "You can't get rid of us now we will torture you for the rest of your life as the lovers of death.