Married to Murder

Chapter 2

I love getting out of work early and surprising Hannah. I usually work long hard days, and coming home to her is the only joy I get out of my day. I know she misses me whenever I'm gone so when I get to surprise her, like today, I get to see her big beautiful smile and know I've made her happy. I was just pulling out of work when I checked my text messages.

3:15 Hannah

Hi baby, I'm making dinner tonight, can't wait to see you (;

God, I am a lucky man. I decided to go get a bottle of wine to bring home to Hannah for dinner. She loves her wine. Just as I was about to text Hannah back and tell her I had a surprise for her, My friend Jason texted me.

4:38 Jason

Hey mn, you ned t gettt ovr hre

Oh Jesus. Jason, though I love him, is an infamous drunk. I decided to go check on him before I headed home. Hannah doesn't like me hanging out with him because of his drinking and the sketchy people that come in and out of his house, and I don't blame her. But I would just pop in and see if he was okay. I didn't bother texting him back, he probably wouldn't even be able to read it.

I pulled around back and headed inside of Jason's house. Right when I walked in I saw that his house was ransacked, sometimes when he gets too drunk he throws things around and starts yelling at people. Many nights I've had to hold him back from fighting his friends. This guy was seriously a mess.

"Jason?" I yelled out.

"You!" He called out, stumbling towards me with a knife in his hand. Oh god.

"Jason, hey, hey put that down, okay? It's me ,it's will."

Then I noticed the blood on his clothes.. and the knife. I took out my phone to call the police when he charged at me and I dropped it.

"You killed my wife!" He screamed. I was able to push him to the ground and he dropped the knife. I had a pretty good idea of what happened here. Jason killed Marta.

"Jason, what did you do..."

"You killed my wife.. you.. I killed my wife." He started crying... "Marta... Marta..."

I guess I wasn't making it home for dinner. Just then Jason caught his second wind and grabbed the knife again.. He swung it at me and got my shoulder.

"Fuck!" I screamed. I ran to the other side of the kitchen and grabbed a knife for my own protection, he ran at me and we both fell, my knife slid into his chest by the weight of his own body. I felt his blood flow over me, and his body go still as his last breath left his body, deflating his lungs and leaving the house in deafening silence.

I pushed him off of me and ran into the bathroom where I threw up my lunch. My body shook and my mind raced. Do I call the police? I just killed a man! My friend! But he murdered his wife! All I could think about was Hannah, she would know what to do, but what would she think of me, I wasn't even supposed to be here! I couldn't handle losing her, but what would any of that matter if I were in Jail!

I was not thinking clearly, I couldn't make sense of what happened. I actually blacked out. And before I knew it I was getting rid of all of my DNA and loading Jason into my trunk. Fuck.