Tuesday, August 9, 2011

this is FICTION y'all

She waited until she heard him snoring and slipped out of bed. In the kitchen she grabbed the biggest clean knife. Standing over him she remembered her anatomy classes. The angle of the ribs. The location of the lungs. If he woke before he was dead, he wouldn't be able to scream if his lungs were punctured.

She called 911 and told them they needed to come get her, but to tell the police not to turn on their sirens, she didn't want them to wake up the kids. While she waited, she called her mom across town to come and stay with them. As bad as it was going to be for the kids in the morning, it was going to be just as bad for her mom, and she felt bad about that. She thought she better go pee while she could and as she sat on the toilet looking at her panties, she figured her period would start in the next day or so. She wondered if they would give her pads in jail.

4 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

You need to watch Crimes of the Heart. I think you might enjoy that right now.

Steph(anie) said...

Oh, god, I haven't watched that in forever. I think you're right :)

Petit fleur said...

Sending love.

You write good fiction.
xo

Steph(anie) said...

I thought writing it might be better than doing it.