Doll House [oneshots]

Blood Tub

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April smiled through the foggy dewy window, it was a good morning although it was drizzling. Weridly, She just felt lightweighted and carefree.

"This is by far most best sex I ever had.."

She bit her lips softly and kept humming with the tune playing in her head while tracing her semi hot cup with her soft fingers, cherishing the taste of her morning black coffee. She giggled sarcastically,

"Isn't black coffee what serial killers have? Or labelled for a man with ill thoughts or motives?..but it tastes so unbelievably fine what can I say..."

She walked with her barefoot over the soft carpet of the hotel. She sat on the red velvet stool, gently detangling her hair part by part. She never felt such relaxed before. Tapped her delicate skin with a touch of powder, little bit of cherry blush and stretching her fingertips over her luscious lips with strawberry flavored chapstick. Although her morning regiment wasn't accurate but what can go wrong with a touch of makeup.

She undressed herself slowly, unclipped her bra infront of the mirror, admiring her delicate hourglass figure, pulled down her undergarments in such a way that she wished her husband Jacob did that for her in such manner while he was alive.

She let her bare body hit the soft bed and blanket carress her skin. She sighed and bit her lips. A thought came across her mind before she head for the shower. She got up from the lukewarm bed and took out a bag from the wardrobe. She unpacked the wraps gently. She smiled as soon as she laid the material over the bed.

"What a beautiful pink frock you gifted to sweet Elle dear husband..just suited for a little girl, unlike me unfortunately.."

April wore it with care, like an officer puts on her uniform. She adjusted the white bow over the collar like a badge of honor following with two pony tails just like a little girl. She sighed out of disappointment while glancing at the reflection of herself.

"Well, I certainly am too old for such dress, I wish I was that young to be wanted so much.."

She headed towards the bathroom and twisted the knob open and stepped on the cold tiles.

"So?..you like it?..I hope you do even though it's not for me.." she spoke to the cold dead body soaked in the tub.

Jacob's blood dissolved in the water; leaving the tub, the walls, shower cutrains stained with fresh dry blood from last night.

"Owh? You didn't liked the bath?....oh don't worry I will join you shortly right after honey..also I lit up an aromatic candle for better mood you know hmm.." she smiled and walked towards the sink.

She grabbed the blood stained razor and cleaned it carefully. April went towards the blood tub. Tilted her head and thinking how to approach next after all this. She lifted up her frock like a little girl and dipped her left leg in the tub following by her right leg. She flushed all the bloody water, leaving hard stains made by the water bank inside the boundary. She kneeled and adjusted her frock in a manner to prevent it from getting dirty from the mess she did.

"So, since today is your birthday, you prepared this dress and a night in this hotel for this girl from middle school, Elle. She is such a naive girl that she agreed to join you knowing that you will give her extra marks in her exams. How sad...that she called me instead and asked for you....alas, I lied that you weren't available but all I knew what you told me that you won't be here for your birthday because your old boys will be giving out a party in this hotel.."

She traced the plastic handle of the razor and recalled the last memories and the sex she had with dead Jacob. No objections, no denials apart from what she used to had back when he was alive.

"My dear Jacob, it's my turn to give you the last birthday gift, not from me, I already gave you, which is death of course, it's a different one, it's from the little children whom you raped and molested. Hence, I am wearing this beautiful frock representing them in return sweetheart."

She smiled and grabbed his penis, and started to shave of the skin with the razor. The skin peeled off easier being soaked and wrinkled in water for hours . She kept of peeling of the skin layer by layer following with his fingers, the fingers that grabbed those children and touched their unwanted parts.

"I wish you could feel this pain...but I couldn't stop myself from killing you first....There..all groomed..such a beautiful disaster.." she pursed her lips and deeply stared deeply towards her dead husband with pity.

"I could have jailed you soon although I couldn't assure myself to be patient enough waiting for your death, so I had to do something, right Jacob?.." she started to laugh and got up from the tub.

"Owh God.." tears rolls down her cheeks, "What a fate you have choosen for me...it is not fair...not for me...but I hope I did played fair for the kids.."

She gets back to her room, grabs her phone and taps on her keypad.

"Hello? 911?...there's been a murder in hotel H....yes, I'm his ex-wife..Miss April Moore..."

To be continued...