leaned back against the couch pillows.
“Get. Out. Of. My. House.”
Julianna crossed her arms. “I’m not leaving until
you talk to me about this. I’m really hurting, too. You’re not the only victim
here.”
“If you don’t leave, I’m calling the police.”
Julianna dared her with her eyes.
Madeline snatched her phone off the coffee table but
as soon as her fingers pressed the screen, Julianna threw her scalding tea over
Madeline’s hands.
The phone dropped to the floor.
“You crazy bitch!” Madeline stared at her stunned
fingers for a moment and then reached down to pick up her phone.
Julianna grabbed her hair and yanked her back up on
the couch before pinning her against the armrest with her forearm. Madeline
tried to get away, but Julianna climbed on top of her and wrapped her hands
around her neck.
Julianna held her down and listened to the sound of
her gasping breath, gurgling like the last water gulping down a bathtub drain.
When Madeline’s arms suddenly broke free, she tried to
push Julianna off of her, but once Julianna saw Madeline’s face changing color,
she was determined to finish what she’d started.
She strengthened her grip around Madeline’s scrawny
neck until her eyes were bulging out of her head. It wasn’t long before the
force of Madeline’s thrashing body grew weaker beneath her and for a second
Julianna felt an indescribable high, as if fucking Madeline was more satisfying
than fucking Kirk ever was.
And she was close. So close.
And then the lights went out.
Kirk
When Kirk rounded the corner into his neighborhood,
he noticed an unusual police presence which only seemed to increase as he
approached his house. His street was entirely blocked off by cops, and he
pulled his car over beside the curb and jumped out.
He hurried towards his home, and when he saw that
his property was encircled by yellow police tape, he started running.
He didn’t even see the two cops standing next to the
sidewalk until they grabbed him.
“Sir, you can’t cross here. We’re investigating a
crime scene.”
Kirk thrashed under their grip. “But this is my
house! I live here!”
“Sorry.”
“But my wife! My wife was at home! Where is she?!
Where is my wife?!”
“Calm down sir or we’ll make you calm down. Do you
understand?”
“I just want to know where my wi-” Then he saw her.
Madeline came walking out of the house with two cops
on either side of her. One had her arm around her, and the other had a tablet
that he was writing on.
“Madeline! Madeline! Honey! Oh my God- Are you
okay?! Madeline!”
Madeline stopped walking and turned towards Kirk’s
voice. Her stare was icy and distant and she looked right through him like she
didn’t even know him. She turned her back on him and kept talking to the
officers.
“Madeline!”
The police kept their grip on his arms and his throat
hurt as he screamed for her.
One of the officers talking to Madeline looked over
his shoulder at Kirk and then started towards him.
Kirk stopped struggling for a moment and waited.
“Mr. Jenkins, I’m going to have to ask you to calm
down and stop screaming.”
“I just want to talk to my wife.”
“I’m sure you do,” the officer said. “But she
doesn’t want to talk to you right now, and she’s been through enough tonight.”
“I just want to know if she’s okay. Is she okay? Is
she hurt?”
“She’s fine sir. A bit shaken up as anyone would be
given the circumstances, but she appears to be fine. And as soon as we’re done
here, we’ll take her to the hospital and get her checked out.”
“Can you tell me what happened?”
The officer looked at the older cop holding Kirks’
arm. The cop shook his head.
“I’m sorry, sir. That’s all I can tell you at this
time.”
Kirk’s eyes darted from the open door to the police
tape to the red and blue lights back to his wife.
Madeline turned and looked over her shoulder at Kirk
again. Her eyes were red and she
“Get. Out. Of. My. House.”
Julianna crossed her arms. “I’m not leaving until
you talk to me about this. I’m really hurting, too. You’re not the only victim
here.”
“If you don’t leave, I’m calling the police.”
Julianna dared her with her eyes.
Madeline snatched her phone off the coffee table but
as soon as her fingers pressed the screen, Julianna threw her scalding tea over
Madeline’s hands.
The phone dropped to the floor.
“You crazy bitch!” Madeline stared at her stunned
fingers for a moment and then reached down to pick up her phone.
Julianna grabbed her hair and yanked her back up on
the couch before pinning her against the armrest with her forearm. Madeline
tried to get away, but Julianna climbed on top of her and wrapped her hands
around her neck.
Julianna held her down and listened to the sound of
her gasping breath, gurgling like the last water gulping down a bathtub drain.
When Madeline’s arms suddenly broke free, she tried to
push Julianna off of her, but once Julianna saw Madeline’s face changing color,
she was determined to finish what she’d started.
She strengthened her grip around Madeline’s scrawny
neck until her eyes were bulging out of her head. It wasn’t long before the
force of Madeline’s thrashing body grew weaker beneath her and for a second
Julianna felt an indescribable high, as if fucking Madeline was more satisfying
than fucking Kirk ever was.
And she was close. So close.
And then the lights went out.
Kirk
When Kirk rounded the corner into his neighborhood,
he noticed an unusual police presence which only seemed to increase as he
approached his house. His street was entirely blocked off by cops, and he
pulled his car over beside the curb and jumped out.
He hurried towards his home, and when he saw that
his property was encircled by yellow police tape, he started running.
He didn’t even see the two cops standing next to the
sidewalk until they grabbed him.
“Sir, you can’t cross here. We’re investigating a
crime scene.”
Kirk thrashed under their grip. “But this is my
house! I live here!”
“Sorry.”
“But my wife! My wife was at home! Where is she?!
Where is my wife?!”
“Calm down sir or we’ll make you calm down. Do you
understand?”
“I just want to know where my wi-” Then he saw her.
Madeline came walking out of the house with two cops
on either side of her. One had her arm around her, and the other had a tablet
that he was writing on.
“Madeline! Madeline! Honey! Oh my God- Are you
okay?! Madeline!”
Madeline stopped walking and turned towards Kirk’s
voice. Her stare was icy and distant and she looked right through him like she
didn’t even know him. She turned her back on him and kept talking to the
officers.
“Madeline!”
The police kept their grip on his arms and his throat
hurt as he screamed for her.
One of the officers talking to Madeline looked over
his shoulder at Kirk and then started towards him.
Kirk stopped struggling for a moment and waited.
“Mr. Jenkins, I’m going to have to ask you to calm
down and stop screaming.”
“I just want to talk to my wife.”
“I’m sure you do,” the officer said. “But she
doesn’t want to talk to you right now, and she’s been through enough tonight.”
“I just want to know if she’s okay. Is she okay? Is
she hurt?”
“She’s fine sir. A bit shaken up as anyone would be
given the circumstances, but she appears to be fine. And as soon as we’re done
here, we’ll take her to the hospital and get her checked out.”
“Can you tell me what happened?”
The officer looked at the older cop holding Kirks’
arm. The cop shook his head.
“I’m sorry, sir. That’s all I can tell you at this
time.”
Kirk’s eyes darted from the open door to the police
tape to the red and blue lights back to his wife.
Madeline turned and looked over her shoulder at Kirk
again. Her eyes were red and she
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