Outlast fiction: Mrs.Gluskin

Chapter 14 The Peeling Skin

~Eddie~

I stared closely at the pictures scattered all over the wall, the man she was with had a cello. 'Was he a cello player?' Besides the man that Marie was with, there was also pictures of only her in Paris, France as what looks like a child. She looked like a simple little girl taking pictures with friends.

Then there were pictures of her in what looks like Italy, again with that same guy. 'Who was he?' I wanted to know who was this guy Marie was with, I really wanted to know. Because Marie is mine, forever mine everything that belongs to her, belongs to me. Her heart, her mind, her flesh, her blood, all mine.

I took a moment to look at her face. She looked half Italian and half American, which was good considering that she was a pinch tanner than me. I don't care, she's beautiful with a great body for making babies and positive that our children would be beautiful. I thought for a moment of what our children might look like. If it's girl I would want her to have my colour hair and her mothers eyes, she would be beautiful. Just like her mother and I.

I opened the closet doors, just to see if what kind of dresses Marie wears. My eyes grew as my smile widened, my darling simply has a taste in fashion and not like these kids today who dress like sluts.

The closet was filled with 1950s vintage dresses of all colors than at the bottom the same only with shoes.

I can tell Marie was a big fan of the style that was small at the waist and kinda hung down like an umbrella.

I heard a knock at Marie's door it was only Ana. "Hey Eddie, want some breakfast" Ana said while peeking out the door. I nodded and saw something shiny of what looks like a box on top of a shelf. I reached up to grab it. Ana who was still there smiled and took the box from my hands. She opened the lid. There was nothing but labels on videos.

On one of the videos it said 'My first play' I took the video out of the box and stared at it. "That was Marie's first musical ever. Wanna watch it"

I nodded. We went to the living room where Ana put the video in, meanwhile I looked outside and it began to rain hard. I started to worry, my darling was out in the cold, wet world and me I'm in here. After getting the VCR working, Ana looked at me then at the window then back at me and said "Don't worry a little rain won't harm she's tougher than that" she patted me on the shoulder and pressed play on the VCR. I hope that she is ok.

I moved my eyes toward the screen, it looks like a high school play. High schoolers were dressed like the 1700s and singing and dancing. Immediately, I knew what kind of play this was, it was Les miserables. My other favorite along with Phantom of the Opera. Marie was playing Fantine (Cosette's mother)

Fantine ,the character had to sing 'I dreamed a dream' which to me was the most beautifulest part of the play. Soon the stage cleared and Marie was by herself, alone, with the stage darken in the back ground and the only light the was shining was on her. 'She was gonna sing the song' I kept thinking in my head. When Marie opened her mouth, my world stopped. She had the most beautifulest voice I had ever heard, I wanted to cry. I can actually hear the pain and the suffering that her character was going through. Her voice was so beautiful, so full if emotion. Just hearing her sing made me think of something, something that I had been wanting to do again.

~Marie~

I was walking in the heavy rain wearing my 1 inch high heal shoes that were probably ruined by now. I must admit the rain felt so good against my skin, it even brought back memories of when Josef and I would play in the rain like two little kids splashing in water. Sometimes Ana would join in too and the three of us would have a good old time. I looked up and Ana's house was just a 100 feet away. Instead of walking, I sprinted all the way to the front door. I knocked a few times, instead of Ana or James (who is at work) opening the the door it was Eddie.

It was a little embarrassing for Eddie to see me all soaked and wet, but I didn't care just as long as I get inside in to the warm, cozy ,house.

"Oh, darling you're all wet" Eddie said as he lead me in. I poked around Eddie to find the TV screen showing my highs school performance when I play my first musical. I looked at Eddie and notice that he was looking at me strangely like he's ready to pounce on something. We just stare at each other awkwardly, starring straight in to his beautiful crystal blue eyes. He tried to lean in for a kiss, but I stopped him, by putting my hand on his chest. "I better go and change" I backed away then walked up stairs and closed the door.

Part of me wanted to kiss him and part of me didn't. Mixed feeling really change you. I took off my shoes and laid them in a random corner. Suddenly, I heard the door opened then feeling a hand touch my stomach and hips. I turned around, it was Eddie. "Eddie, I'm chang-" he interrupted me by putting his lips against mine. He wrapped his hands around me and pulled my close where my breast were touching his chest. I just went with it. He laid me on the bed flat on my back with my arms at my side. Eddie's kiss was hard and rough as he pushes his tongue against my teeth forcing them to open where my tongue met his. 'Was this guy giving me a french kiss?' I wondered as he slowly pulls away with my saliva running down from his mouth. Words kept repeating in my head like 'You're going too fast, stop now' which I ignored or at least tried to.

As Eddie came closer for another round I stopped him by putting a hand over his left cheek and stroking it. He smiled and did the same thing to mine. I didn't realised that I was rubbing too hard against his fake skin, and well it peeled it off.