Shattered Inside Out

Short 3: Selfrestraint

How could this happen, to such a little thing. What did it ever do to this world, this short lived life is far less then it deserved. Why couldn't he stop with one life before. I get it, I deserved it but not this baby, no. Crying on this bathroom floor sits a woman holding an bloody fetus in her hands. You can see the matching bruises on her stomach deep with in its skin. She pulls it close to her chest and screams out, who was he to take the life away from a life he created. Bleeding out the woman begins to shake, blood pooling on the bathroom floor. In agony she didn't hear the front door creak. He's home and about to come upon the mess. She hears is foot steps approaching, try's to tuck the baby into her shirt, but already knowing these actions are in vain. He opens the door to find his bloody mistress with a small bump in her shirt. Rage fills inside him as he's realized what he's done. Memories flashing as he looks at his hands, he beat his lover again and took away the only hope she had. He had just returned from the store with a bucket of paint to paint the bedroom next door. But now he knows he has pulled the last straw, he could never ask her to stay. Only to be beaten some more. 6 weeks until another deployment and he won't even last that long. Running to the kitchen he grabs a knife, cutting it across his neck like how he grabbed her before. No more nights of those terrors of what he's seen over seas. His taken his life and his love's dead baby.