After the blood – ch3

Author note: I intended for this to be just a oneshot but it seems to keep going. I'll have to see where it takes me.


The flat feels quiet with Owen gone. Even when he was asleep, it felt like noise.

My eyes catch on a branch waving in the wind through my window. Sunlight filters through the leaves. It's pretty. It doesn't seem right. I stand there a long time staring at that branch.

A noise in the flat below. There's pain in my lip and a salty taste in my mouth. I've bitten my bottom lip, while I was looking at that branch, held it between my teeth and bit down hard.

Snap out of it. You've got things to do. He'll be here soon.

I make the bed. Hospital corners, nice and tight.

I clean the coffee machine and Owen's cup. My hand slips and the mug shatters on the sink. I put the fragments in the bin. A small shard of porcelain has embedded in my palm. I push and a small droplet of blood comes out. It hurts so I push it again.

I notice my fingers already have blood on them. The bed of my nails are caked with it. Her blood.

I go to the bathroom and scrub my nails until my cuticles bleed. I wonder if her blood is now inside me, mixing with mine.

"My brain in your body." she said "One complete person."

I rinse my hands quickly and dry them with the towel.

The black suit, black tie and white shirt. That's appropriate. I wonder if it will be the bullet or the pill. Either way, shot through the brain, pow.

I turn on my laptop and pay my electricity bill and then transfer the remaining contents of my account to a secure account for Rhi and the kids. Fifty pounds forty, not much of a nest egg. But Jack can't touch it.

One more job. My clothes from yesterday. Stained with blood. In the bin, tie up the bag. Take out the rubbish. All gone.

I look around the flat. Everything is neat. Everything is done.

I sit on the bed and look at the door. He'll be here soon.


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