Joslyn Corvis Attempts a Romantic StoryPosted: October 22, 2014
WARNING: This is pretty graphic!
She ripped the shower curtain open and was about to step into the tub when she saw it—the thing that made her emit a high-pitched blood curdling scream.
“What is it?” he asked as he ran to the bathroom to his wife’s side.
“Th–There!” she pointed. His gaze followed and he saw a small spider on the wall.
“Oh, it’s okay,” he said, leading her to the bed in the next room and pulling her onto his lap. “It’s okay.”
She sat there, feeling the safety and comfort in his arms as she quivered; she hated spiders, but now she felt safe.
He caressed her face, then her hair, telling her that everything was going to be all right. Then, he laughed.
“You’re laughing at me, aren’t you?” she asked, looking at him with vexation.
“No, no. Not at you, honey. It’s just—I want to remember this moment forever. Just the way you are right now. You feel so perfect in my arms.”
She leaned into him and nuzzled her chin to his neck. Discreetly, he pulled the sheet back on the bed and reached for something shiny, which he plunged into her back, twisting inside her meat. She didn’t see it coming, but the unexpected rush of pain left her with a sense of confusion which was written all over her face as she looked up to greet his tender smile. She had no idea what had just happened, and the shock soon took over her body as she faded into nothingness.
“Shhhh,” he said softly. “Sleep now, my angel.”