Beautiful Surprise – Short Story

It was the darkest shade of red that I have ever seen. It was so dark that it almost looked black. It was not quite a pool or a puddle, but the amount of blood was still enough to make anyone uncomfortable. The depth of the color could not mask the smell. The aroma was reminiscent of my brother’s armpits after track practice. It was unbearable, yet and still, I stayed.

This did not seem real. I thought that it was weird but I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t. My mouth was open but there was nothing coming out. I was still standing there; frozen. It was over but my legs would not move and take me away. My mind was as clear as a hookah bar and I was focused. I was focused on what was in front of me. The fact that this was actually happening to me and this was my reality paralyzed me in disbelief. I was heartbroken and relieved at the same time.

Nonetheless, I was not expecting my night to end this way. We had a beautiful celebration ahead of us. I spent hours getting ready so that I would look perfect for this special occasion. The evening was set up so that we could thoroughly enjoy the presence of one another. Two years and counting was the hashtag on our social media pages. This was going to be the night that we took things to the next level. Apparently, the next level was not the same for both of us. Everything changed so quickly.

If only things could have gone according to the plan this would not have happened. We were going to have a great night. I set up a night of fun and adventure for us. We were celebrating our connection, our union, our love. With open hearts and empty stomachs, we headed out to begin the evening. Most of it was my idea; I was the one that usually planned our activities. We both love food and music and art. Dinner was the first stop. The location was our favorite place.

We ate our favorite meals and drank our favorite wine. It was so wonderful. Something like a scene from the sappiest chick flick ever created. The setting was perfect. I felt like the night was going to be as amazing as I planned. The service was great and everything seemed to be going well. Dinner ended with dessert and a thank you kiss on the center of my forehead. There was a live band playing at the lounge a block down from the restaurant. Our footsteps led us to our next destination.

We arrived at the lounge and entered with our very own vibe. With our hands intertwined and our memories growing, we share another moment. It was such a beautiful moment. Our eyes were locked on one another. We were not two people in that moment but two souls. His hands moved across the small of my back as my hips swayed to the beat of the music. The rhythm of our heartbeats is what our souls danced to. It was such an amazing moment. Our love could be felt in the atmosphere.

This simple, sweet, and innocent moment was so beautiful. A moment that I will always cherish. That beautiful moment was also our last moment together. The music played and my love danced away. In that second I was left all alone. Heartbroken and stripped of my partner, my best friend, my lover. It was all over. The moment that I never saw coming met me on the dance floor. We were ripped apart from one another. The smooth flow of the evening abruptly halted. This was not a part of our evening plans. This celebratory moment was quickly transformed into a tragedy.

My feet are still planted here in the spot where I last danced. I see her there. She was the reason why my feet stood glued to the floor. I remember seeing her. The moment I looked at her I felt pain. I felt so much pain. I felt the bullet although I was the shooter. The next thing I remember is being handcuffed. Her final steps were taken along with the love of my life. I was his lady but she was his wife. He told me about her. He said that she did not want it to end.

I loved him more than he will ever know. I guess she did too. She came here. In the middle of our dance she appeared. I was enjoying my moment with him and I didn’t see her. She stood a few steps away. She came up to him and whispered in his ear. I heard her voice tell him that it’s over. I saw her reach down into the pocket of her jacket. I watched her take away his life. I simply returned the favor. When she reached down, I reached down into his pants and grabbed his gun. She was faster than me.

I couldn’t stop her from taking him away. I tried to save him but I was too late. There was no one to save her. Two guns released two shots, which produced two bullets, and led to two bodies. She laid there mixing her blood with the man she wouldn’t let go of. She achieved her goal of having him forever. Finally, my feet moved. I walked over to her and before I could say or do anything, I heard him calling my name.

“That must have been some dream you were having honey. It looked like you were fighting in your sleep” he said. My eyes flooded the bed with tears. His chest held a portion of my sorrows. I told him what happened and he comforted me. He reminded me that I am the only woman that he has ever loved. My discontent was eased by his caress. I was so thankful that he was there to pull me out of the worst night of my dreams.

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