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by just_say_jay

by just_say_jay

Same story but a little gay. It's from the wife's perspective :)

It's a pretty hot day, at least that's what the weatherman said this morning. But sadly I can't enjoy the warm sun. All I feel is coldness. I'm sitting in front of my husband. We've been married for about 21 years I think. I don't really like him. If he would ever find out, he would tell the world about my kind. He couldn't have many friends, it would be too dangerous for me. The moment I met him, I just knew I couldn't trust him with my secret. My parents wanted me to marry a human man because they were being hunted by humans. In order to protect me, I needed to seem normal for this world, so I married him. However, I wished I could marry a pretty woman. I know I could just make a spell about it, but it's illegal to make spells about love, death and bringing people back to life. And since enchanting him to death, would cause big problems to me, I decided to kill him another way. Today I decided to play Scrabble with my husband. I know we play it a lot, so he probably hates it by now.

Little did he know I put a spell on the game before I asked. Every word spelt on the board would come true, no matter what. Of course, I made the spell start when I would do something. If some letters fell on the board, and it spelt my name with death, I would turn into dust and I did a lot of work for nothing. When the game began I snapped three times with my right hand to make sure the spell worked since that moment. I looked at my letters and saw that my husband had already placed the word BEGIN on the board. 22 points for him. I want to give him a little hint, JINXED, this word also gives me more points. I look at him when he places the letters. He is actually handsome, even for a 42-old. If I'd be human, I'd be 41. But since witches don't age, I make myself look older.

At that very moment, I decided I would give him hints. I'll make sure to put words on the board that could happen. He's chewing on a letter, can't see which one. He plays WARMER, 22 points. I look at my reck, I don't' really have great letters to play. I see a bee behind my husband. With this spell, one of the side-effects is the sound of a bee. I change my letters, they spell SWEATIER. Luckily I don't feel the heat, but he can. He starts to sweat a lot more and I can see his skin getting wet. He probably thinks about rain and coldness.

He plays HUMID for 22 points I have pretty lousy letters now. I could change them, but maybe it would be too obvious. I tell him and play FAN. He has 66 points now and I have 64. I start to have it cold due the fact I'm a witch and stand up to turn on the kettle, I forgot that every human being would look weird at me since it's so warm outside. I decide to cover that fact with also turning on the airconditioning. When I touch the conditioning unit, I get a static shock. It could be a coincidence, but I think it's because he plays a word that caused me getting it. When I go back to my seat, I see he spelt ZAPS, I was right. I start to change my letters with another spell. I need to clack my hands for this one.

At some point, my husband jumps up causing all the tiles falling on the floor. He looks at me in pure anger. I have no idea why though. We both hate each other so much that it's starting to get on my nerves. He looks breathless and is sweating. Then he calmly sits down and the kettle is starting to whistle at the same time. He looks at it in anger. I change my letters and place READY on the board. I ask if he also wants a cup, but of course, he denies. I hear some noises when I make my tea and I just know he is cheating. When I sit down he plays CHEATING. Now I know he did cheat but I'll leave it.

"Darling, did you cheat?" He shakes his head. Since I'm ignoring his dirty game, I play IGNORE. At this moment I have 153 points and he has 155. But I don't care about winning, he'll be dead at the end of the game anyway. I don't really understand when he places SLEEP on the board but he'll be sleeping for a long time when I'm done with this. He uses all his letters and forms the word EXPLODES with the X I placed at the beginning. I know something will explode now. And then I hear a loud bang behind me.

The AC exploded, I'm sure he knows now, this just can't be a coincidence. I see him staring in nothing. He's thinking about every single thing that happened since we played. I don't change my letters this time and make my letters form SIGN. I know he's going to try a word and places FLY on the board. For some reason I know he isn't going to fly but he doesn't know and closes his eyes. There starts flying a fly above the scramble board. I know he thinks about something that can't be misinterpreted. I know because I lived with him for 21 years. Humans are pretty easy to predict.

For some reason I want him to be careful with his words. If he chooses a word that's too dangerous it could let to my death as well.

QUAKE.I look at the word it's going to be the end. But I don't want to die yet. Wait I can't die. Only if I get buried which is not the case. I change my letters quickly and place DEATH on the board, 34 points. And then the earth below our feet starts to shake. The tile he had in his mouth gets lodged in his throat. It's exactly what happened to his cousin when he was nine. But he had a bee in his throat. It starts swelling and his face turns red of the coughing and a little bit of blue due to the lack of oxygen. The earthquake still hadn't stopped and just sit in my chair. If I would love him, I'd help him, save his life. But I don't care. I hate the fact I married a man. I wish I could've just married a woman. She'd be caring and pretty. I waisted 21 years of my long life to him. For me, it seems like a couple of months. I watch him die right in front of me. He looks me in the eyes, begging me to save him. But no this was the whole reason we played this game.

I walk to the barn and get a shovel. The rest of the afternoon I've been digging a deep hole in the ground. Nobody can know what happened here. I don't really think the neighbours suspect anything. I know the earthquake was only felt in our backyard. I hide my dear husband's body 3 meters under the ground. I hope they won't find him soon. I go upstairs and take the big suitcase from the attic. I pack all my clothes and little things. I'm never going to come back. When I listen to my favourite songs while packing, I realize that if I'm gone and the police would be in the house, they would find his stuff and not mine. I'd be suspected of killing him. I pack his stuff too. When doing this, I realize I like his clothes better. They're comfier then the dresses I packed. I take a lot of the dresses out of my suitcase and place the flannels instead. It would also look like We'd been on vacation if my clothes are still here. I take all the small things we could need for a vacation and put those in a big backpack.

I go and stand outside Of course I took his wallet with me. I place the baggage in the Mercedes we bought 3 years ago and drive away. From now on I'm a lesbian witch. And I'd love it for the rest of my life. Hopefully, I get to marry a woman soon. Luckily same-sex marriages are legal since this year. I break the spell that makes me look older and feel like I'm finally myself again

When I step out, I'm in the village I grew up in. I haven't been here in 23 years.I see a blonde girl sitting on a bench. She turns her head and I see the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life. She smiles at me.And somehow the world feels a lot WARMER now.