So, he stabbed her really hard!
But before he did, he looked her straight in the face with a teary red eye and asked sickly,
“how much does it hurt to be you?”
Her countenance suddenly changed as she extended her neck muscles, lifting her burdened, muddled head from the ground.
“How much does it cost for the rain to return to the sky in their strands? How much does it take to make the ocean saltless? To be clear, you know life isn’t as cruel, I just happen to fall to the wrong ground. Honey, please just do it!”
Unsatisfied with threading spittle in the mouth and dry weepy eyes, he again stood up to finish the mission to euthanasiate her. He raised the dagger, but that friction again! His shoulder joints were too sticky to land safely.
“Honey, let me please ask one last question, who really was this person? Who is she?”
She, frustrated and enraged held him by the hand, pulled him closer, “Do it!”
“But…But, why is it so sacred to say her or his name? At least, let me know.”
“Honey, please, I really do not want to make the same mistake my mother made with me. I just want this to be fast and painless for you, so do it already!”
“What? You mean the one for whom you want your life taken is your late mother?” He inquired with a stern gaze.
“No, please just do it, quit the interrogation already” She pleaded further. But seeing the want for an answer written all over his pitying face, she decided to tell him the story.
“Of a fact honey, you will do this faster and quicker if you knew what I have done. Honey, not everyone had their lives reeled from bliss to sweets. I opened mine to meet my mother with so much hatred for me. So, for this, I was bred and hence grew to be a heartless bitch who would slaughter an animal without rethought.
She had awoken unusually late that morning with swollen eyes. She came into the sitting room, pointed a knife to me and said,
“Hey, take, kill me”
Well, I was heartless and had a rare form of hated for her also, so, excitedly, I took the knife. But then, it struck me to want to know why. I mean, why would my beautiful mother want me to stab her?
After she explained, I did it so fastly and did it even twice.”
His eyeballs almost ran out of their sockets. He was dumbfounded and his mind seemed frozen by this discovery. He both pitied and loathed her for the matricide. But he yet lacked the gut to fulfill her wish so he wore still a yearnful look.
© Ben James
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