“Hello honey,” Katherine dressed in a white nightie muttered over the phone to her husband at 10pm. “Are you not coming home again?” She could hear him breathe loudly before he answered.
“I will
still come home but I do not know when exactly,” Valentine replied. “The
meeting with my boss is very important and as the manager I have to present
until it ends. I hope you understand.”
She
sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. “I understand.”
“You can
go to bed, I will use my key when I come home.”
“Okay.”
Her spouse ended the call.
Katherine
switched off her phone and dropped it on
the dressing table before she went towards her large bed to lay down. She could
not close her eyes to sleep because she was very worried. She did not believe
her hubby, thought he was with another woman. She did not want to query him
now, their marriage was only three months old.
What did
she expect from him when she knew how she maneuvered her ways to make him her
husband? This was not the right time to start asking questions. When the right
time comes, she will surely display her true behavior to Valentine.
Katherine
turned off the lamp by the side of her bed. She took a deep breath and shut her
tired eyes.
“Kate.”
A female grave voice said noiselessly.
She
hurriedly opened her eyes and turned on the lamp to survey the room. “Did I
just hear my name?” she questioned herself. “Hello… Who’s there?”
Silence.
She
rubbed her face with both hands and let out a sigh. “Maybe I’m imagining
things.” Katherine went back to sleep.
“Kate.”
The same dead voice said again. This time, it was loud.
She
speedily rose up on her feet and ran to turn on the switch on the wall. It
refused to on. Her heartbeat began to beat faster. She was very scared.
“Why did you have to kill me?”
“Oh my
God!” she cried out fearfully and in the dark she hiked towards the direction
of the door to open. She recognized the voice but it was impossible for the
owner of the voice to call her name. How can the dead rise and utter her name? Katherine
came out to the living room, the florescent light still turned on. She hurried to the entrance door leading outside the house but it was
jammed locked! “Oh my God! Oh my God!! Oh my God!!! This cannot happen!” She
searched the floor for the key but could not find it. She turned and pressed
her back against the door to look around. She saw no one.
“There’s nowhere for you to run!!!”
“Felicia,
please don’t hurt me.” she said and shut her eyes out of fright.
“After
what I did for you,” the voice continued. “You killed
me and snatched my husband! You are a wicked friend!!!”
Katherine
opened her scared eyes, she observed the sitting room and saw no one. “Please
forgive me,” she begged as sizzling tears plunged down her face. She hastily
fell on her knees. “I am sorry. I should never have poisoned you. It was the
handwork of the devil.”
Felicia
appeared in front of her. A woman with pale skin, her hair black and it shined
as her eyes glistened with fury. A sharp long knife clutched in her right palm.
“Shut up!!!”
Kate
gasped and her eyes widened as she saw the ghost of her dead friend she murdered a year
ago. She looked away at another direction, the ghost appearance was scary! Kate ended
her life because she was romantically interested in her husband Valentine.
“I loved
you like a sister,” Felicia said. “Yet you paid me with evil. I am here for revenge! You will join me!!!”
“I don’t
want to die! Please!!”
“You will die!!!” She
moved towards Katherine in a fierce manner. Her eyes sparkled with anger and
bitterness. Forgiveness was out of her mind, she was here for revenge! As long
as she could no longer be with her husband, a traitor will never have him!!
As she
got closer to feeble Katherine, whose legs were not able to move, she pleaded,
“I will leave Valentine, just let me live!”
“Too late for that!!!”
The horn
of a car disrupted her from doing what she came back to do. She had no choice as she recalled the sound of the
vehicle. Felicia eyes fell, she knew Valentine was back home to the woman she
despised. The car he drove in was a gift she bought for him on his birthday.
She
wondered how he could remarry 9 months after her demise. Even if he wanted a
companion because of loneliness, why choose her friend? Although Kate seduced
him but he should have fought the urge to have sex with her and even to marry her.
Was
revenge for betrayal meant for her wicked friend and her husband? She questioned
herself silently.
Kate was
still on her bended knees.
They
both heard the sound of the car door open and shut.
Felicia
facial expression turned murder as Valentine footsteps came closer to the
house. She would never allow him kiss or hug Katherine. Never Ever!!
It was
time to say goodbye to the man she loved and cherished. Her closet friend,
poison and death robbed her of her infinite happiness.
Without unwillingness,
she raised the knife upwards and brought it down to the throat of Katherine.
She thrust the knife inside her throat deeper. No holding back!
Blood
gushed out like water running from the tap.
Red
substance splattered on the floor as Katherine’s body dropped. The pain was horrendous
for her to utter a word. Her body began to shake as she fought for her life. The
injury was deep and inescapable. No help came. Valentine was still standing at
the entrance door, replying a text message.
Felicia
took the knife blade to her lips and licked it. Blood
plastered on her face and a weird fulfilled smile flickered on her lips. She disappeared….
Valentine
used his key to open, came in. What he saw was beyond his imagination. A surge
of shock and fright engulfed his whole body. He vomited instantly.
******
The end.
Scary. She should have forgiven her nah
ReplyDeleteOh wow! Love this piece.
ReplyDeleteArggghh! She killed her friend and snatched the husband. Chai.
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