A Murder Scene



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“Would you still love yourself?” I asked myself while looking in the mirror. I’ve been married to my husband for years, and I cannot cope with the thought of telling him the truth about who I am. I cannot think about the repercussions of telling him all that I have done.

I walked out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen where I had started preparing tonight’s dinner to see the ham that I had left in the sink overnight was completely dethawed.

“Leah?” I heard him call me from the hallway, and I stopped what I was doing.

“Goodbye my love, I’ll see you later tonight,” he said while grabbing onto
my waist and kissing me goodbye.

“Bye… Aiden.”

My anxiety over these secrets has grown worse, and I can no longer keep them to myself, I thought.
I can’t just let him walk through the door and away from me without telling him the truth.

“Aiden wait!”

He dropped his car keys on the floor from how startled he was, and just stared at me for a few seconds.

“Yes?” he waved at me.

“There’s something I need to tell you, and it can’t wait. I have to tell you now,”
I was shaking so hard while I spoke that even my voice quivered with every word.

He walked back through the kitchen doors slowly with a confused and concerned look on his face.
I could not believe that I was finally about to confess everything that had happened over the past couple of months.

“Well, what is it then?” He asked.

I sat down next to him and grabbed his hand in my palm, but this did not help calm my anxiety.
In fact, it made it worse and the shaking I felt from my adrenaline heightened.

“Aiden… I was having an affair…” I gasped out.

The expression on his face slowly changed from concern to disbelief, and then anger.

“You… were having what?!!!” He slammed his coffee mug on the table and threw his keys at the wall. “How long and with who?

Tears welled up in my eyes, “Aiden.. I-I don’t know but-”

“How LONG and with WHO?!” He scremed.

“Aiden please!! I’m not done yet… Please, please just let me finish until the end…” I cried out.

He stood there breathing deeply with a cold stare.

“I was having an affair with an older coworker, his name was Stefan.
I didn’t know how to tell you because the first time it happened… it just happened.
I felt terrible after the first time, and I told him I never wanted to be with him like that again.
But then it got worse…
He threatened me by saying he'd tell you and the other people we work with about us if I didn’t agree to continue the affair.
He told me that he’d ruin my career, and I believed him because he was in a higher-up position than me.
So, I panicked because I didn’t know what to do…”

“So instead of being honest you just continued being with him?” His stare was full of judgement.

“Yes, I decided to continue being with him because I was scared.
He looked insane and so serious when I told him, that I caved in. It only lasted for another month... until…”
I was crying to the point where I could barely speak.

“Until what?!” He demanded.

“Until I killed him…”

Silence.

“It just happened Aiden!” I pleaded. “He became so aggressive with me,
and when I was trying to leave the house we met at he would not let me passed him.
He demanded that I divorce you, and that I quit my job. I told him to get out of my away and that our affair was over,
and that I’d be telling everyone the truth. But… when I grabbed for the door,
he pushed me so hard that it knocked the wind out of me. I started fighting back,
because all I wanted to do was leave… Then, all I remember is grabbing something heavy and him flying to the floor.
He didn’t move afterwards. And I just left…”

I was shaking uncontrollably at that point and crying hysterically.
All that I had held inside of myself for what seemed like an eternity was finally released,
and I had achieved the peace of mind I wanted.

“How did you get away with it…” He asked.

“I wiped down my fingerprints on the object, I didn’t want anyone knowing I was there.
I didn’t want to be apart of a murder case by force, because I was in that entire situation by force as well…
His name appeared on the news months ago, and it announced he was found dead in a hotel room off of I-95…”
I finished, and looked away from the puddle of tears I had left on my knees at Aiden.

There was no expression in his stare. He only blinked blankly every few seconds.
Then he looked at the keys on the floor, and walked out of the room.
The next thing I heard was him slam the door, and then nothing but silence.

Comments

  1. Hi Cynthia. Can you make sure that you've added me to your list of people who will be notified when you write a post or a comment? I didn't get a notification about this post or an email from you.

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    1. Hi, that's weird sorry about that. I edited my notifications yesterday so that you'd receive notifications for both, i just re-saved them now.

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    2. I think it's working now because I got notification about the comment. You did such a nice job on the GIF--I love the rolling script here and the pace is good because it's easy to read. The other thing that's interesting about your post is the use of dialogue. We're talking about this in class today, so it's good to see that you already have the hang of it. This will set you ahead of the curve with the podcast project. Now, what would you do if you had to tell a secret that didn't involve killing? It's so hard to do with these particular images because they are already melodramatic, but I wonder what else might happen that doesn't involve a full confession. that said, you do leave us on a cliffhanger--the story can really go on from here...What will happen now that aidan has gone? Will he go to the police? She's vulnerable and i am also curious to see how she might behave knowing that she's given over this power to someone else.

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