Filth

Written By: Moonjava

Edited By: jjonahjameson

When Mary called
I knew that it wasn't going to be a good thing
Mostly by the way she sounded on the phone

She was so choked up

Too goddamn desperate
I should have been a better girlfriend

A better lover

But in truth, what good would that have done for her in the end

While standing here in her bedroom now

It all feels so damn ironic

She had been beautiful and clean
Chaste and pure
No one would have guessed the guilt that welled up through the hours each binding day

I did this for her because she asked

No wait

It was because she knew that I was weak
I had always been weak and relied on others far too much
And now that she was gone by my hands
Only the hours of the day knew
What my fate held

The colors of her room somehow seemed fitting
Amethyst walls and shimmering white curtains
Her bed sheets with the hue of musty rose
That was her style

Not mine
My role was simple
The follower
The fool
I'm still holding her

My girl

My Mary

She would never be anyone else's
Perhaps I also did it
To fulfill the need of knowing that no one else would have her
That her virginity belonged only to me

Her lean slim frame was still in my grasp
Droplets of blood sliding down her illuminate hands
The cut in her belly was still warm and the smell was starting to get to me

Tilting my head
I kissed the corpse
That kiss was oddly warm
Mostly because of the blood that slowly spat from her mouth
Knowing that it would be the last time I would ever hold her
Then there was a heart-wrenching scream and my name followed it

"Heather. Dear God, what did you do?"

It was her mother
Convulsing and screaming
Then her father came in
With a look of shock that filled my soul
That's when it happened

When all the emotions came flooding in
And when my life ended
For only moments later

The police came

I didn't even try to put up a fight
No sound came from my lips
My tongue was a dead weight
Like the cuffs on my hands
I felt the white light of my world
Closing in around me