Two Weeks, Two Dates #98

Two Weeks, Two Dates is a fiction coming from the pens of two WordPressers, Ricardo Elisiário and Shaktiki Sharma, together contributing on a weekly basis.

 

Klara picks up a fettling knife from the corner she had eyes on for long and hit Ross’s back. She pulled out the knife hard and hit his shoulder. The knife pierced through the flesh roughly. The corroded metal made it tough to cut through. But Klara’s purpose was solved. She pushed Ross down and turned him around.
“You wanted to know where Lenni died? Where they all died?” Klara hit his other hand, in the stomach and his legs…she kept hitting blows with the knife, one after other. When she realised Ross was not moving, she paused.

“Ross…no…not so soon.” She pulled him hard across the floor and back into the house, through the backyard. The effort it costed her, she was breathing heavily and sat down beside Ross’s body. Wiping her face with the bloodied hands, she punched Ross.

“Alive? Huh?? You know it’s here…here in that bedroom, in this hall, in that kitchen…everywhere I’ve killed. Why? Because they were all like you….” She spat right in his face.

“I had heard the three special words from each one of them, but never said it back to any one except your brother…To your brother Lenni, I had confessed my love. Huh…funny right?”

Klara got up and opened a drawer. She took out a picture of Lenni and showed it to Ross. Ross was struggling, shifting, trying to get up. Klara came closer and placed the photograph in his hand.

 

Ricardo Elisiário


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