Short Stories

Jane....

"If I could cry away the pain, I'd be the happiest girl in the world!" She yelled at me. I back up against the wall and I slide down to the floor.
"How the fuck could you say something like that?! I'm fucking good enough for you. Nobody else wants you.. Can't you see that, Jane?!?!" I fire back immediately, yelling so loud it startles her. Tears start to whelm in her beautiful blue eyes. She turns around harshly, grabs a cup and throws it at me. I dodge and it shatters into a million pieces beside me.
"How dare you say something like that?! I thought you loved me..." Jane yells back. She yells so loud that it shakes the walls of this broken house. I stand up fast and start running towards her. Jane tries to run away, but I grab her arm and pull up her sleeve. I look down at her arm. Cuts. Blood. Scars. I look up at her and I spit on her.
"Why are you fucking starting this shit again? If you want attention then just ask!" I yell right in her face. She slaps me with her free hand. I let go and she runs to the bedroom and locks the door. I make my way back there. I can still taste the whiskey I drank earlier. I jiggle the lock.
"Of course.." I mumble under my breath. I slide down the door and I light a smoke.
"Go away, Luis!" Jane yells through the door.
"I love you too much to leave. You're never gonna leave me. When are you gonna realize that sweetheart? You're stuck with me dumbass.." I fire back. Jane starts crying. I never wanted it to be like this. I wanted to be happy with her. She told me that I needed to stop the drugs, but I wouldn't listen. The high just made me feel so good. I never wanted to do this to her. I never wanted this to happen. I love her so much. I get mad at myself and I head to the kitchen. I grab all the glasses and throw them at the wall. I hear her sobbing louder, which makes me more angry. I start throwing plates, cook wear, cups, everything I get get my hand on.
   I go back to the bedroom door and i slide to the floor. Her crying gets louder. I hate her crying, I'd rather hear her laughing. Her beautiful sweet laughter. I finish my cigarette and I put it out on the floor. After a few minutes Jane gets quiet all of a sudden. This isn't like her when we fight..
"Jane?" I say softly. No answer.
"Jane??" I say a bit louder. No answer.
"Jane you cunt. Fucking answer me!" I yell... Still no answer. I'm flipping shit. I get up and I jiggle the doorknob. It's still locked.. I'm freaking out. "Jane?!" I yell and it hurts my throat. The silence after is so loud, it's getting inside my head. I back up and ram the door down. It doesn't work the first time. After the fourth time the door gives. I see Jane on the floor in a pool of her own blood. I'm panicking. There's wording on the walls written in blood. Her blood..
'I thought you loved me Luis. That's why I said 'I do'
I read out loud. I look at Jane.
"No no no no no no no.." I yell.
"Jane! Jane! No baby please. Jane!" I yell softly.
I go to her body.. I pick her up. I see that she slit from her wrist to her bicep on both arms. I look at her face. Her throat was slit.
"Jane no.. Jane no... Please don't leave me.." I say sobbing, holding her lifeless body close to me. I look at her face. Her beautiful face. Her once lively blue eyes, dull. Her beautiful tanned skin is pale and stained in blood. Her soft, full red lips; chapped and lost all its lively color it once had. Her beautiful black hair, soaked in blood. I'm sobbing, hard.
"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I love you. Please let this be a dream. I can't lose you. Please comeback to me." I'm sobbing so hard. I'm shaking. I look at her arms again. I can see the bruises I left from when I grabbed her. I look to her neck to see where I had choked her up against the wall the last time we fought.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." I keep repeating. I'm soaked in blood at this point. I rush up, grab her body, and run to our car. I put her body in the back seat and I get into the drivers seat and start driving to the hospital. I'm driving like a total maniac.
"Please god. Please. Let her be okay. I love her, please." I repeat over and over while speeding. Looks like god wasn't on my side that day. Because I, Luis Josh Garcia, lost the love of my life that day. As soon as I arrived they pronounced her dead and arrested me. I was found guilty of murder and domestic violence.
"Jane... I'm sorry.. Baby what e're going to be together forever now.. I hope you missed me because I missed you.. I love you.." I say as I jump off the chair that's holding me up from suffocating....
"I'm sorry"