Roasting by the Fire
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Mary screamed, the fire burning through her ugly Christmas sweater and settling her skin ablaze. Joseph forcefully held her against the growing flame and hot embers with a face void of emotion. " Joseph! What the hell! Stop!" She yelled, clawing at her husband and sinking her nails into his arms in attempt to make him release her. He pressed her back harder against the bottom of the fireplace, her hair now burning and turning black.
" Shhh. The less you struggle, the faster it'll go sweetheart" he mumbled, grabbing Mary's face and holding her mouth shut. She bit at his hand, but she couldn't prevent herself from being tossed into the fire like the seasonal yule log. " Please! Someone, help!" She said hoarsely, blisters bubbling up on her once beautiful face
Her eyes stung from the ash, and even Josephs hand were getting singed and covered in soot. Her lungs and chest ached, unbreathable hair filling her airways and making her lightheaded.
She yelled something inaudible and kicked Joseph's in his abdomen, lightly knocking the wind out of him and making him stumble backward. Mary fell out of her hellish demise, skin lightly smoking as she gasped for air on the floor. Joseph glared at her weak body and the ugly trails of raw flesh the fire had only opened up. " Y-you bastard" Mary coughed, hand over her mouth to prevent spitting up what felt like blood.
" What has gotten into you! Are you insane!" She gasped, leaning back to sit on her knees and look up at him. Her hair and most of her clothing was burned, but was put out when she left the source of the intense heat. Joseph locked eye contact with her, his emotionless gaze rivalling her fearful and angry one. " Answer me!" She snapped, rising to her feet and trying to move away from the fireplace behind her.
" Impulses, I suppose. They've been real bad lately, and I don't think Ernest appreciates them " he shrugged, a small smile making it's way to the surface when he mentioned Ernest. Mary scowled at him with both disgust and fury. " Ernest! What did you do to the poor boy!"
Joseph eyed a log poker that sat harmlessly against the bricks that contained the fire. " Nothing to bad. Probably never write again though" he commented as if he had done nothing wrong. Mary growled, her raw fists clenching as Joseph pushed past her and inspected the log poker. " I'm done with you. I'm calling the police" she stated as Joseph held his new found toy.
" I was hoping to what before I did is, but I guess it's time" he said vaguely. Mary couldn't even blink as the sharp part of the iron took was plunged into her gut, sinking past her charred flesh. He spun her around and sank her back into the fire, blood seeking from the wound and making a foul smelling steam arise.
An ear splitting shriek made it past her throat, but was cut short Joseph ramming the metal farther into her and pulling it out. He almost immediately shoved it into her chest, puncturing her lung and adding more blood to the flames. Crimson stained her lips as more wood was added to her personal barbeque, and she gave up the will to fight it.
Her face was hot, her bones aching and her muscles screaming for release as she died, corpse soon taken by the fire as well.
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