Cindy's Mistake

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A story about a murder with adult theme and four letter cursing...

Submitted: February 08, 2018

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“Cindy’s Mistake”

 

She hit her

on the head

with a beer

bottle

as hard as

she could

and was quite

surprised

when it didn’t

break

this held her

attention

more than the

dead girl

laying at her

feet

she was still

holding the beer

bottle

looking at the

traces of blood

on the bottle

even tapping it

against the table

just to test

that it wasn’t

even cracked

“Damn,

these things

are solid

they always

break on t.v.”

she had her

broom and

dustpan ready

to sweep up

the glass shards,

she sets it

on the table

and looks down

at Cindy

her body lying

in what looks

to be a very

uncomfortable

position,

“Well you really

fucked up

big time”

as she slides

to the floor

and sits with

her back against

her leather sofa

next to Cindy’s

body

she knew Cindy

was dead

she had swung

that bottle

with all of

her strength

and when it

connected with

the side of

Cindy’s head

it made a

sickening crack

that sounded like

she had hit a

homerun

Cindy was in

mid-sentence

calling her

a fucking whore

when she dropped

lifelessly

to the ground,

“why did you

have to be

such a fucking

cunt”

she says to

Cindy

in a soft

soothing voice

as she strokes

her hair

out of her

face,

she notices

the blood

starting to ooze

out of her

nose

and from the

matted hair

covering the

wound

a few drops

hit her stone

tile floor

“No, no, no,

you bitch

even in death

your trying to

fuck me over”

she rushes to

the kitchen

grabs a couple

of plastic grocery

bags

and some packing

tape

she kneels next

to Cindy’s head

tries to close

Cindy’s eyes

with her fingers

that are locked

in a death stare

straight ahead

but her eyelids

just won’t stay

down

“maybe it’s better

this way

I always thought

your eyes were

your best feature,

now take a

deep breath”

she laughs

as she puts a

plastic bag

over her head

then takes the

packing tape

and tightly tapes

the plastic bag

around her neck

“there,

now none of

your bodily fluids

will drip out

and stain my

tiles

but,

just to be

safe

like I told

any guy

trying to fuck

you

make sure you

double bag it

you never know

what

she might have

coursing through

her veins”

as she takes

another plastic

bag

and tightly tapes

it around her

neck

she goes back

to the kitchen

and grabs some

paper towels

and Lysol spray

and cleans up

the small pool

of blood

that had dripped

from Cindy’s head

on to the stone

tile floor,

“Ok Cindy,

I’ll tell you what

since you didn’t

stain the tile

with your blood

I think it

only fair

to explain to

you

why you lay

there on the

floor

getting colder

after only half

a beer

especially since

I’ve seen you

drink a fifth

of whisky

and not just

walk away

but do a hand

stand,

remember that

it was Becky’s

19th birthday

Party

though you did

get sick later

and to think

tonight

you were

taken down

by only half

a beer

I guess you

could say that

it went straight

to your head,

but first

let me get

us

a couple of

drinks

she skips to

the kitchen

quietly singing

to herself

as she pulls

a bottle of

CÎROC vodka

out of her

freezer

and grabs a

tall glass

thinks about

adding ice

but decides

against it

she fills the

glass 2/3 full

then adds

cranberry juice

she drops a

coaster

on the floor

next to Cindy

then lightly sets

her drink

on it

then steps over

Cindy

and straddles

her

pulling her up

and leaning her

back against the

sofa

in a sitting

position

picks up

Cindy’s

half drank

beer

and sticks it

between her

legs

then takes

Cindy’s

left hand

and places it

around the beer

making it look

like she was

holding it

she then sits

on the sofa

and slides down

the front of

it

and takes a

seat

next to Cindy,

“So,

where should

I start,

well you know

my boyfriend

Rob

I kept getting

this weird feeling

he was cheating

on me

you know that

feeling

when you have

been with

someone

long enough

to pick up on

all those little

clues

Oh, wait

you’ve never had

a relationship 

lasting longer

than a month

if you had

you would have

noticed

when you drop

in on your

boyfriend

in the middle

of the day

and found he

has recently taken

a shower

something he

only did that

first month

we were dating

but lately

he always seems

just cleaned

and scrubbed

when I come

over to see

him

and his bed

sheets

always just

changed

I thought he

only owned

one set of sheets

now he has

three,

are you listening

Cindy

she takes her

head

and leans it

to the right

so her face

is looking at

her,

“as I was saying

it’s the little

things,

but the clincher

was the faint

smell of perfume

that hung in

the air

not my brand

I knew if I

said something

he would just

deny it

and get smarter

about his

game,

so I came up

with a plan of

my own

but first

let me make

another drink

would you like

another beer

you seem to be

nursing

that one,

your ok for

now

alright then”

she makes her

drink

sets it on the

coaster

on the floor

next to Cindy

then slides into

her spot

next to her

“so, where was I

oh yes

the scent of

perfume

I couldn’t place

where I knew

that scent from

but I did know

it wasn’t mine

so here comes

the sneaky part,

Cindy

are you paying

attention

I hate talking

to people

when I can’t

see their eyes”

she reaches over

and with her

fingernail

pokes holes in

the plastic bags

over Cindy’s eyes

takes a little of

the packing tape

to hold the

bags in place

“that’s much better

you know Cindy

I would kill

to have eyes

as blue as

yours,

oh wait”

she laughs

“I guess I did,

It’s a pity

I can’t keep

them,

I mean I could

but it would

be

a little hard to

explain

two beautiful

blue eyes

bobbing around

in a jar of

alcohol

on my dresser,

ok

back to my

story

so I started out

telling Rob about

a show I saw

the silent killer

carbon monoxide

and how it

kills you

in your sleep

I even started

to cry

I was so worried

about him dying

in his dreams

and didn’t stop

crying

till he promised

to let me

buy him a

smoke alarm

carbon monoxide

combo unit

for his safety

which I placed

right above his

bed”

a clear fluid

drips from Cindy’s

left eye,

“I can tell

by that look

in your eye

it’s all starting

to make sense

of course

I had no idea

who

I was going

to see

you weren’t

even

on my list

of possible

candidates 

you being my

best friend

and all,

so imagine my

surprise

when I pop in

the SD card

and see you

big as life

on the screen

and the detail

from that little

camera

WOW,

you would be

impressed

the blue of

your eyes

was crystal clear

not that you

spent all that

much time

on your back

looking up,

Girl

you did a

few things

that made me

think

you were playing

twister

anyone who says

yoga

can’t improve your

life

needs to take

a look at

that clip

luckily

that 128 GB card

holds a lot

it would have

been a shame

to have rerecorded

over any of

those circus

moves of yours,

I will say one

thing about you

you were like

clockwork

your daily

drop-ins

matched up

perfectly

with my work

schedule

there is one

thing

I’ve been very

curious about”

she gets up

goes over to

the table

Cindy’s purse

is sitting on

and dumps it

out

pushing the

contents around

the table

till she finds

a bottle of

perfume,

“I just have

to know

what that

scent is,

Byredo

“Rose of No Man's Land”

“I have really

grown to

like it”

she sprays

some

on her wrists

and rubs them

together

takes a second

to breath in

the surrounding

air,

“this is going

in my line up

for sure”

she sets it

aside

and takes her

arm

and drags it

across the top

of the table

pushing

all of Cindy’s

junk

back into her

purse,

“so Cindy

let me tell

you

what I have

planned for

the rest of

the evening”

she says

as she starts

laying down a

large plastic

tarp

next to Cindy’s

body,

“I’m going to

take you

my best friend

slash

dirty whore

to a reunion

of sorts

with my

boyfriend

or as I

affectionately

call him

the cheating

limp dick

bastard

but not to

worry

were in no

hurry

he’ll be there

waiting

for you

at the bottom

of a deep

hole,

how I got it

dug

and him

in it

I’ll explain

on the way

trust me

I guarantee

you’ll find

the story

riveting

and by it’s

end

you’ll be more

than ready

to be rolled

in

on top of

him

for all of

eternity,

I only thought

it fitting

after that

audition tape

of yours

that you take

the top spot

in the hole

I really feel

you earned it,

but before I

package you

up

I am going

to finish my

drink

and give you

a chance

to put that

beer

out of it’s

misery

so what do

do you say

a farewell

toast

to best

friends

forever

she holds up

her glass

as if waiting

for her to

raise her beer

up to it

after a pause

and a shrug

of her shoulders

she lowers her

glass

and clicks it

against

Cindy’s beer

then finishes

her drink

in two gulps

gets up

and starts to

make another

drink

“you know what

Cindy

I can’t wait

till the drive

to tell you

about Rob’s

demise

I don’t want

to sound like

I’m bragging

but it was

pretty cool

how it all

went down”

she leaves her

glass

on the table

and walks the

bottle of CÎROC

vodka

over

and sets it

on the coaster

and starts to

slide into her

spot

next to Cindy

but stops

halfway

and goes back

to the table

picks up the

perfume

and pumps out

two short

bursts

then waves her

arms through

the pocket of

air

to defuse it

“Damn, I like

that scent”

she says

as she takes

her seat

next to Cindy

and begins

her story…

 

Tom Allen…02-03-2018…

 

 

 


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