Life in the Cooke County Jail
Chapter 1
"Why do I always have to get the ice?!" thought Velma as she walked up the stairs of the Cicero Hotel. "Oh well." "She could always put it out on the balcony." "It was certainly cold enough for that." She shivered and pulled her coat tighter. When she got back up to her room she was surprised not to hear her sister Veronica and her husband Charlie laughing. "Veronica must have started to get ready." She said to herself. She opened the door and gasped. Veronica and Charlie were doing Number 17.the Spread Eagle. "C- Charlie!" she manages to stutter. Charlie looks up startled.
"Velma.sweet-heart!" "It didn't mean anything.we were just havin' some fun!" Veronica just laid there her eyes wide, like a deer staring into headlights. Velma's eyes had a look of mad rage in them. She reached into the drawer and fumbled for something. She pulls out a gun and with shaking hands aims it at Veronica.
"Velma!" Veronica screams. "Wait!" Velma closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. Veronica slumped over her body lifeless, blood oozing everywhere. She then aimed the gun at Charlie.
"Velma babe!" He cried. "Can't we talk this out?!" "I love you!"
"Sorry Charlie." She whispers and closes her eyes and shoots. Charlie flumps over on top of Veronica. Blood spattered onto everything. Velma stared at the gun in her hands. She stared at her lifeless husband and sister. She stared at the puddle of blood on the floor. She quickly wrapped the gun in the only thing she could find, a blood soaked handkerchief.
Chapter 1
"Why do I always have to get the ice?!" thought Velma as she walked up the stairs of the Cicero Hotel. "Oh well." "She could always put it out on the balcony." "It was certainly cold enough for that." She shivered and pulled her coat tighter. When she got back up to her room she was surprised not to hear her sister Veronica and her husband Charlie laughing. "Veronica must have started to get ready." She said to herself. She opened the door and gasped. Veronica and Charlie were doing Number 17.the Spread Eagle. "C- Charlie!" she manages to stutter. Charlie looks up startled.
"Velma.sweet-heart!" "It didn't mean anything.we were just havin' some fun!" Veronica just laid there her eyes wide, like a deer staring into headlights. Velma's eyes had a look of mad rage in them. She reached into the drawer and fumbled for something. She pulls out a gun and with shaking hands aims it at Veronica.
"Velma!" Veronica screams. "Wait!" Velma closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. Veronica slumped over her body lifeless, blood oozing everywhere. She then aimed the gun at Charlie.
"Velma babe!" He cried. "Can't we talk this out?!" "I love you!"
"Sorry Charlie." She whispers and closes her eyes and shoots. Charlie flumps over on top of Veronica. Blood spattered onto everything. Velma stared at the gun in her hands. She stared at her lifeless husband and sister. She stared at the puddle of blood on the floor. She quickly wrapped the gun in the only thing she could find, a blood soaked handkerchief.