The Unusual Wife: The One Who Stabbed Her Husband
Alice stabbed her husband from the back three times. It was a kitchen knife she used. She also had a substitute one if there is a need. He had just come back from the office. It's when he asked some water, she gave it to him and stabbed from the back.
His face was something that gave pleasure to Alice, She looked at it and had a badass smile. There wasn't even drop of regret on Alice' mind at that time. She was wearing a red printed cotton top and printed pyjamas. Blood splashed to her face and chest. It made her more spirit.
He fell down on the floor and gave her a look of a poor innocent man. She felt her vengeance wasn't enough. One knife was already in his back and when he fell down it went down under the table next to the kitchen. So she took the substitute one she hid under her top. It was the one with a red wooden rounded grip. She turned it and hold it by having a grip on the edges. She beat him with the rounded wooden part at his chin. She wanted to break that bone. She wanted him to stop talking even if he doesn't die.
She grabbed a chair and looked at him dying on the ground. He was crawling towards the door. When she knew that he is gonna be near the door, she came and gave him a hit in the back of the head with the knife. The wood made a sound of cracking. At first, she felt it was his brain. This time the edges wounded her hands, She doesn't care that anymore.
He had a bath in blood now. Now it's hard to find where the real wounds are. Alice went to sit on the chair and looked at his every moment with amusement. She was enjoying each moment. Finally, his movements slowed down and with a sad face, he died.
She walked into the kitchen by not getting blood on her leg. But that effort doesn't work well. She grabbed a glass and had some water from the purifier. She drank it and took off her top and placed it in her husband's dead face. She hated that face. She walked towards the bathroom and turned on the shower without taking of other clothes. Finally after while she came back from her room dressed up in a red printed shirt and a long skirt.
She was a refreshed woman now, she coloured her eyelids with a more dark shade. She looked like the one who just came out of redemption. She walked out of the house through the back door and walked towards the road. She looked at both the sides there was a smile on her face. The world looked more beautiful in this night. She felt a little more freedom. She walked through the footpath with the help of the street light. There wasn't an even a little bit fear in her mind.
Suddenly a black van came fast and turned slightly towards the footpath and stopped in front of her with a huge noise. The men with some black masks came and grabbed her inside the Van. She can hear the sound of a driller now. Now it's close to her left ear. They pointed it towards her eyes. Driller touched her eyelids.
Suddenly she woke up from the bed, she can still hear the sound. She looked at the right side, it was the sound from Alarm Clock. She shut down it by giving a smash to its head. She looked around and tried to understand what's happening. She looked in the left side of the bed, her husband was there. She took a deep breath.
She got out of bed and went to the washbasin in the bathroom. She splashed some water in her face. She looked at the mirror above the tap. Blood is still flowing from her broken lips, it's dwelled now. Her face was swelled, there was a print of a strong hand on her cheek. She walked towards the kitchen with a smile of vengeance.
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