THE SILENT KILLER

THE SILENT KILLER

CHAPTER 24.
Don shows up in the house late the following day. I'm busy reading a novel when the door is opened and he gets in, carrying a parcel in his hands.
I don't spare him even a glance.
I'm mad at him.
I'm mad!

"Good evening honey?"
He greets me, obviously happy.
"Good evening too Don, how was the meeting last night?"
I ask, my eyes still fixed on my novel.
" Fine dear, care for a hug?"
His outstretched arms nauseates me.
This guy is mad!
No, if he ain't mad then, he must me insane...
Crazy.
So he thinks I will run into his arms after seeing his sex video last night?
I'm sure he doesn't know that his bitch sent it to me. He doesn't even know he was recorded having sex and I'm sure if he gets to know about it, that woman will be in trouble.
I drag my lazy and bored self from the couch and respond to his embrace.
His jacket reeks of a feminine cologne.
I have a sudden urge to throw up on his expensive Gucci jacket but I can't. I don't want to risk being slapped.
He hands the wrapped gift to me and I place it on the couch not bothering to see what is inside.

As he recounts the events of the previous night's imaginary meeting, I'm bored to the core. I don't want to show him that I'm bored but I can't help it.
"Hun, anything the matter?"
He asks, rather curiously.
"Nothing hun, just an headache!"
I say, faking a smile.
" Is it serious? Can I call doctor Greg?"
He's really concerned.
" No, don't I've taken some drugs and I'm sure I will be fine. Thankyou."

We have our dinner and head to the bedroom.
Once we change to our pyjamas, I slump on the bed with my phone and  click on the gross sex video.
The sounds coming from the lovemaking catches his attention.
"When did you start watching pornography Donna? Don't I satisfy you on bed? "
His expression is calm.
Like he's expecting me to answer that.
" Wanna join me?"
I ask him, handing over the phone to him.
He willingly takes it from my hands and as he looks at the screen, his eyes lit up. His expression is priceless.
He looks at the couple in the video and looks back at me.
I'm giggling inwardly.
"Hun, where did you get this from?"
"Don't Hun me Don! Isn't this the meeting you attended last night? Didn't you just make a deal of a lifetime? By the look of things, I bet you enjoyed."
He's speechless. It's like the cat has cut his tongue.
"Ashley! I'm so killing you bitch!"
He throws the phone at me and changes abruptly to a pair of khaki trouser and a t-shirt.
I'm too hurt to stop him. Ashley bitch can take care of himself.
His stare speaks volumes. He has a murderous look!
I do not care of it's late or not, let him go for all I care.
If he kills her, he will surely take care of his mess. It's won't be my mess!
I sigh heavily as I hear the rumbling of keys on the front door then the starting of an engine.
Good riddance.
I throw my phone on the night stand and close my eyes, hoping to sleep as soon as I can.
I wake up to a hand thrown over my chest.
I wonder what time Don came back but I don't give a fuck.
I'm sure he must have killed someone with the way he left the house.
Earlier the following day, he wakes up and dresses up, he bids me goodbye, not caring for breakfast and as he's about to exit, I ask him where he's going so early.
"To clear my mess."
He replies.
"Which mess? Don't tell me you killed someone!"
"Ofcourse I did, the corpse is in the guest room downstairs."
" You must be kidding me Don! Are you for real?"
I ask him, throwing the duvet away.
I wear my slippers and as I take there flights of the stairs at a time, Don's behind me, laughing his ass off!
"Hey hey hey! Don't be so naive! Can't you differentiate a joke from reality?"
I'm already at the guest room door. I push it open and what I see sents me reeling back. I come into contact with a hard object and before I pass out, I hear Don saying...
" Teach yourself how to mind your own business wify."
Blackout .....
Total black out....