Horror (One-Shots)

Mother

Mother

My wife, and I never got along since we had our first child. We would constantly fight. Don't get me wrong, I love my son with all my heart, but it was tearing us apart.

One stormy night, my wife started accusing me of cheating on her. She would scream, and yell until the room shook.

"You had an affair with that bitch at the market down the street right?!" My wife would scream until her voice would crack.

"Quiet! He's trying to sleep upstairs!" I yelled trying to prevent her from waking our son.

She didn't listen as he continued to scream over, and over. My brain was frying. I can't handle this anymore! I hate this bitch more than anything! I quickly grabbed the table lamp that was to my right, and swung it at her head. She collapsed on the floor. Blood dripped from her scalp. What have I done?! My wife laid there dead on the floor in her pool of blood.

"Daddy?" My son walked down the stairs.

"Stay upstairs! The shadow man is here!" I yelled at him to make him go upstairs.

My son quickly dashed upstairs as planned. I had to get rid of this body. I quickly went to clean up the blood on the carpet, and carried my wife's lifeless body to my car. I placed her in my trunk, and drove down an abandoned lake. I dumped her body there, and drove home that night.

"Where's mommy?" My son would ask me that first week of her death.

"Mommy went on vacation, and won't be back for some time." I said feeling sweat drip down my face.

"Okay daddy! I hope she brings back some presents!" He said cheerfully as my color drained from my face.

Months passed by, and soon my son doesn't bring up my wife anymore. I felt that strange. I never mentioned her up during dinner for months since that day I told him his mother was on vacation.

"Son, why is it you don't bring up mommy anymore?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Why should I daddy?" He said looking up at me.

"Don't you miss your mom?" I questioned him.

"Of course I do, but mommy has always been behind you." My son points behind me.

Was this some sick joke? I slowly turned around as my heart stopped. In front of me was no other than my dead wife. Her bloody face close to mine. Her teeth shattered, her eyes drooping, her hair tangled and soaked with her own blood. I fainted due to the sight of her. I never woken again.

End