| Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search | Login Register Extras |
Those were her last words, until she crumbled to oblivion.
Murder, perhaps?
I'd watched him stick the dagger into her chest, I'd watched it draw blood. Anybody seeing that would think straight away 'it's murder', and leave it at that.
But is it murder?
Maybe it isn't.
After all, in a hypothetical situation, if you murdered someone would your last words, with your last breath, be thank you?
I think not.
What was it then?
Maybe it was arranged. Maybe someone told him to do it to her.
Yes, I know it's a male.
No, I don't know who he is.
Only young. Scrap theories of jealous husband.
Siblings, perhaps? Could a sibling want this hurt to their sibling?
I think they'd have to be rather twisted.
Her siblings are rather nice, actually.
Who could it be then?
An old friend she fell out with? An enemy?
I don't think she had any. She was like an angel.
I half expect to see her float upwards into heaven in joy.
Except I don't believe in heaven.
But she did.
Besides, there's still the problem of 'thank you'.
Perhaps it was an arranged killing.
But perhaps she arranged it herself?
Perhaps it was to be like a suicide.
Perhaps she could no longer bring herself to live.
Perhaps something had gone horribly wrong and spoilt everything for her.
Perhaps she chose death, but couldn't do it herself.
So she thanked him.
Whoever he is.
I wonder. Neighbour? Friend? Enemy? Brother?
I guess we'll never know.
But I know that the whole thing went wrong.
I bet there were meant to be no witnesses, so it could be classed as suicide.
But there was.
Me.
I have to tell the police.
I'm so sorry, I hate to have spoiled her plan, but I can't stand by and do nothing.
Because I love her. I love her but she never knew.
She never even knew I was there. Here or there. Never acknowledged my existence.
Her plan's foiled, all because I was here.
Still I love her, still I care, forever and ever.
But perhaps she is sitting down and hating me for finding it. Perhaps, perhaps.
Perhaps, but I guess we'll never know.