THE LAST TIME

Just another story,hope you like it.!!!


Her heart started beating faster as she heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. She braced herself for the same old routine that had gone on for the last three years. This time was going to be different. She wasn’t going to numb herself from the pain, she wasn’t going to take that tiny pill that made her forget. The pill that made her travel to another place, where she didn’t have to smell him or hear him grunt from exhaustion. Tonight, she wanted to feel every physical and emotional pain. She wanted to fuel her anger enough to give her the guts to put a stop to this. She heard his heavy foot hit the last stair and then the other one accompanied it. She lifted her feet from where they had been so she now sat cross-legged on her bed. She pulled the hem of her skirt to cover her things and knees as much as possible.
‘Not that that’s going to help’ she thought. Finally, the door knob turned and in came the one person she hated with every fiber of her being. To her he was the disgusting person in the world.He was taking up oxygen and food that could have been given to someone who actually deserved it, he was a waste of body organs. She thought of all the people that must have died because they didn’t get a heart or liver in time for the operation that would have saved their lives.
‘What did people see in this monster’,she thought for the umpty-umpth time. Everybody thought he was so handsome, so charming. How could they not see past that hideous smile and that stupid six pack. All that muscle that everybody drooled over in the day time pinned her in place at night while he drilled hurt and more painful memories into her.He walked into her room with hands in his pockets,feeling very at home. He wasn’t even looking at her,he was looking round her room for what she had no idea of. His eyes moved across the room and stopped at the topmost drawer where she kept her underwear and the thing that would end her misery. Her heart skipped a beat as she watched his eyes. She whispered to prayer to herself.
‘Please don’t open the drawer, please don’t…..’she must have said that about fifty times and then when he walked towards the drawer, she felt her heart stop beating.
‘Oh shit!,I am so dead’. He took one hand out of his pocket. For a second his hand hovered in front of the drawer and she was certain he was going to open it. She hadn’t hidden the thing inside. She just placed it there on top of her underwear so she wouldn’t have to look for it when the time came to use it. He thrust his hand forward towards the handle and she mentally prepared herself for the worst. She could already see her mom in black crying her eyes out in front of her coffin.Her heart was beating so hard against her chest that she could actually hear it. He touched the handle and she almost peed on herself. Her mouth went dry and she felt light headed. This was the end, but on the bright side there would be no more horrible nights, no more painful memories, no more….
‘Sweety, why didn’t you tell me your drawer needed fixing’he said as surveyed the handle. Her mouth was too dry to speak so she just stared at him wide eyed with her mouth hanging open.
‘Close your mouth, that’s very unladylike and why do you look so scared?.I’m not going to hurt you,I’m always gentle am I not?’ ,he said as he smiled that stupid smile she hated so much and walked towards her. He sat on her bed beside her and she let out a subtle sigh of relief. He caressed her thighs and she flinched moving an inch away from him.
‘Now come on, I don’t bite’,he said kissing her on the cheek and she raised her shoulder to try to avoid the kiss. He moved his hand across to the other side of her body so he was now hovering over her. He pushed her down and started unbuttoning her blouse. She closed her eyes. Although she wanted to feel everything this time, she couldn’t bare to watch him do what he did every night since she was sixteen while her mother worked night shifts at the hospital. She wished it was possible to close her ears as well so she wouldn’t hear his heavy breathing as he pushed into her. With every move he made, she felt her anger grow and she smiled inwardly anticipating when she would end it all. After what seemed like forever, he let out a heavy grunt signaling the end of his session and got up to button his pants. He was sweating like he had just finished a work out or something.
‘Good girl. You’ll make a good wife one day. Now as always,this should stay between us. If you tell anyone, I’ll kill you. Not that they’d believe you anyway. Stupid people,you mom too. Stupid bitch. You’ll be surprised at the things she’d put up with just to have a man by her side’,he gave off a throaty laugh and turned away.She pulled her skirt back into place and buttoned her blouse in record time.She then sprang from her bed towards the drawer.He was at the door when he heard what was unmistakably the sound of a gun being set for use.He turned around and to his horror,Debbie stood there pointing a gun at him.
‘What do fuck do you think you’re doing?,put the gun down’
‘SHUT UP!’
‘Sweety, whatever this is…….’
‘If you call me sweety one more time, I swear to God I’ll blow you fucking brains out,now get on you knees.NOW!, you bastard’,she yelled feeling her anger take over her as she watched him obey her order.
‘You really thought you could get away with this didn’t you,you thought scared little Debbie wouldn’t do anything,well you were wrong’,and with that,she shot his right thigh.............. TO BE CONTINUED.