Delirious

From Earthly Torment to Heavenly Wonder

"She's dead."

I stare blankly at his face, analyzing the pain stricken look on his features. I eye a shadow, dancing just along the edge of my vision.

"You don't even seem upset." He says meaninglessly, staring at me with his confused, hurt expression. I give a quick glance to the owner of the shadow, her cat. Her cat that she loved more than anything else in the world. I wonder how it feels about her being dead, to be in that state of slumber to which no one returns.

"That's because I'm not." I said, smiling gently at the Calico cat as it prances across the room. It to doesn't seem majorly effected by her leaving, just living and going along as it always has.

"How?" He questioned, a single tear rolling down his face, "Do you not get it? She died."

"I get it completely." I respond back in a monotone voice, my smile only getting wider as I looked back at him, "But it's a good thing. She no longer has to endure the pain of this earth, she can be happy. No more loss, no more heartbreak, no more sickness. No more suffering."

He shook his head, the tears falling more steadily now, as he sat down on the dark oak chair across from me. The chair creaked slightly, aged and worn down, and the Calico cat turned around to stare at it. Its eyes were amber, amber as the flames flickering wildly in the fireplace.

"I don't see how-" He started, his breath labored as he shook with small sobs, "How you could be so passive about this? She was your best friend. We didn't even get to say goodbye. It just happened so..suddenly."

I narrowed my eyes, letting a layer of silentness fall in the room. No speech. Just his heavy breathing as he struggled to fight through the tears, and the roaring of the flames. The smell of smoke is heavy in the air, slightly burning my lungs as I inhale.

"Goodbyes are meaningless. She's dead, she's finally happy now. No need to grieve. She escaped this earthly hell. She finally made it to the heavenly skies." I said with a small chuckle, smiling into his emerald eyes. I turned my head back to the cat, watching it curl itself up on the windowsill.

"But she didn't escape." He said, wiping the tears away, just for more to replace them. "She didn't have a choice. She was murdered. She died painfully, scared, alone and afraid."

I whipped my head back to him, glaring deeply at him at his words, "She didn't die alone. And she didn't die painfully. It happened fast. She didn't have time to be scared, didn't have time to feel pain. One moment she was suffering in earthly sins and torments, the next she was walking to a permanent place in heaven."

He looked back at me, and I couldn't help but smile widely as I started to laugh. He didn't understand.

"And how can you be certain of that?" He questioned, voice cracking.

"Because I made sure it was painless."
He backed up farther into the chair, visibly gulping, "What?"

"I made sure her death was painless. I made sure when I killed her she wasn't suffering."