midnight sun ideas

bare foot in the water

There I stood, motionless on the balcony. The midnight sun slowly descending into darkness. My mind flooded with words I couldn't understand.

I left him enough clues ,had I not? I wondered in silence. The noise of the busy city echoed in the distance. My left hand let go of the cup in my grasp. My right brought the warm beverage to my lips. Steam filled the cold night and danced along the fairy lights of LA.

A sigh left my lips as I understood he wasn't showing up. I gulped down the coffee, still warm, and slowly wobbled back to the motel room I occupied for this special evening.

I rolled my eyes at the muffled screams that escaped the build in closet.
"He ain't gonna show tonight sweetheart," I muttered beneath my breath. My heart ached knowing the trouble I am causing, tho it was a need inside me that needed to be filled.

Muffled cries clawed their way from the closet. She knew, if he didn't find her tonight, she wouldn't see morning light.

"Are you ready honey," my voice asked, a quiet whisper.

I opened the closet door, taking time to find the needed courage to proceed. My hands shook. My lips were dry and my heart fell to the ground. A smirk grew on my face as fear grew in her eyes.

I laced my fingers through her blond locks and pulled her to me. Her terrified bleu eyes pleaded for freedom but we're hidden behind blue bruises.

I dragged her small frame to the bathroom. Tears raining to the floor. Swiftly she was thrown into the tub. She sat crying on her knees. Her hands bound together by silver tape.

She begged.

They all do...

The glock 19 felt heavy. The bathroom light reflecting off the smooth surface. I loaded it, looked her in the eye and saw adrenaline rush in her veins.

This was supposed to be the last time I had to do it. Supposed to be the last time they find a body in a bathroom. Shot through the heart. Their neatly painted nails covering the wound as they layed in a bath of cool blue water. Three dead lilies circling her. She would lay still like this in a white dress without shoes. This wouldn't be the last time.

The weapon glided through the air finding its target kneeling before me. My finger stretched out, wrapping around the trigger.

"Any last words." I asked.

Her glossy cheeks glowed as she pleaded one last time.

"No?"

She cried but fell silent after the weapon fired.

One more for you senpie...