Bloody Secrets

Seasonal depression had me settled in bed for the evening. The day had released thick layers of white accumulating on roofs, cars, and walkways. Heavy pounding on the front door startled me to my core. I threw the wool covers off my body and scrambled to my feet, swimming for night pants and a robe. I clenched a baseball bat and made my way through the house and spliced the binds, peeking for a familiar face. A hood covered the person’s head. I hit the porch light and cracked the door open to find her standing there, crying.

“April?” I said, releasing the baseball bat. It bounced off the ground and rolled into the living room. “Is it really you?”

The woman folded her arms; then lifted her gaze. “Going to invite me in?”

I shook my head no but said that she could come out of the rain. “Of course.” I waved her in. “Where have you—”

“I shouldn’t have… I’m sorry. I interrupted you.” 

“Where have you been?”

April held her head in her hands. “I—”

“Back with him?” I folded my arms and shifted my weight to my back foot. 

“He hits me.”


April pulled her long red hair over her shoulder. “See the marks?”

“Why didn’t you leave or call the cops?”

“Don’t you understand? Mark is a cop.”

“What does this have to do with me?” 

“I’m done with Mark. I’ve always wanted you.”

I giggled, then laughed hard. “Me?” I patted my chest. “You left me for Mark. You made your bed kind of thing.”

“You’ve got to believe me. I love you.”

“Enough to break my heart?” I said, louder than I wanted to.

“Never going to let it go, are you?”

“Trust and love are more than words; they’re actions.”

“What can I do to show you how much I love you?”

I stroked my chin. “Kill him.”

April doubled over in laugher to see my stone face. “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re serious?” April raised a brow.

“As a heart attack.”


“You said you’d do anything.” I shrugged. “Kill him.”

“To prove… what exactly?”

“That you love me to prove that you love me.”

April scratched the back of her neck and blew out her lips.

“You said he abused you, and the cops won’t help, so kill him and say it was self-defense.”

“I can’t do that.”


“Because I already did.”

(© 2020 AC)

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