Day 13: [K]iller

Mary woke to a migraine and something gently brushing her leg. When she looked down she saw it was Addy. Mary gently stroked her hair. She touched Jay’s arm and whispered ‘Jay’. He woke with a start.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s eight o’clock. You’re supposed to be at Sammy’s at eight-thirty.”

Addy rustled, but didn’t wake when Jay jumped out of bed. He grabbed his phone, ran to the bathroom and slammed the door.

“It didn’t work,” Mary heard him say. “She’s awake.” Jay’s voice was elevated. “Whatever you gave me to give her, didn’t work. She’s awake. I put the powder in her wine like you said. You said she’d be dead, but she’s not she’s awake.”

Mary took the bowie-knife from her drawer and out of its sleeve, stood by the bedroom and waited for him to emerge from the bathroom. When he did, she threw it hitting him in the chest. He slumped to the floor clasping the knife.

“Shhh. You’ll wake Addy and we don’t want her to see her dear old dad this way. So we?

Jay’s chest heaved up and down as he shook his head.

“So, you tried to kill me? If I pull this out you’ll be dead in a matter of seconds. Shall I pull it quickly or slowly? Or would you rather me leave it in and you die a slow painful death.”

Mary heard Addy rustle. She covered his mouth and when she was satisfied that she was still asleep, Mary retrieved his cell phone from his pants pocket. “Just in case you get any ideas.” She walked over to the nightstand and took the scissors from the top drawer and cut the landline. Mary retrieved Addy from the bed and headed for the door.

“Should you like to call for help, your phone is on the dresser. But it won’t matter by the time they get here you’ll be dead.”

When Jay heard the garage door open he inched slowly to the nightstand and retrieved his phone. He dialed a number.

“Hello,” the voice on the other end said.

Mary took the phone from Jay and looked at the caller ID, it was Ashley. “Hi Ashley, Jay’s not feeling well. He’ll have to call you back.” Mary ended the call, bent over grabbed the knife and pulled, “I forgot I need this to take care of her, too.”

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2 responses to “Day 13: [K]iller”

  1. shanjeniah says :

    Yikes! Mary means business. Then again, so did Jay.

    Not sure I could do any of that with a migraine, though, at least without getting sick!

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    • The Ink Slinger says :

      I know what you mean. As a person that gets migraines from time to time, I don’t know if I could have done that either. But then again we are talking about life and death, so who knows maybe we could.

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