"We're right outside of the house where the dead body was found, this is already the third murder of this month but the police didn't reveal anything yet."
The news anchor was going to fill in with more details but an impatient hand switched of the TV. The room which was noisy before faced a dead silence.
"Haiz! Why don't they Hurry and catch him? I'm scared to go out at night now."
The man lit up a cigarette and looked down disdainfully. A woman, half conscious, was there, beaten in black and blue.
"Hey! Alright, stop playing dead, okay? Get up!"
He kicked her a few times lightly, seeing that she finally moved her body, sighed in relief.
"Gracy! Don't die now, a psychopath is roaming outside already."
Laughing in his own jokes he headed inside, the woman got herself up. With her dead eyes and numb body she slowly switched on the TV again, in a low volume.
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The couple was having dinner harmoniously. The man would occasionally look at his wife and then again concentrate on his plate.
"Hey, did that hurt a lot? I didn't mean to. Y'know?"
"............"
Gracy didn't reply and kept serving food.
"I'm asking something, are you ignoring me?"
"N--No, Albert, it didn't hurt."
"Yeah, it's not something new, you should've given me money nicely, things wouldn't turn this ugly then, y'know?"
At that time he didn't see his wife's face, turning blue in anger and hatred... It's about to explode....
DING-DOONNNGG.....
The doorbell suddenly cut off the rhythm of dinner.
"Who are you?" Opening the door Albert asked with a heated voice.
"Can I stay here tonight? Seems like I've lost my way," a boy hardly 24 or maybe 25, pleaded with an innocent face.
"Is this a hotel? Where do you think...."
"I'll pay for the night stay and food."
The boy was innocent but not fool enough to be oblivious about the world's way.
Albert generally agreed and welcomed him inside. The boy looked at the women on dining table and laughed shyly.
"He... He is....?"
Before speaking Gracy looked repeatedly at her husband and the boy.
"Oh! Shut up Gracy and give him some food."
But there was nothing Gracy can offer, her husband, being annoyed by this stupidity, snatched her plate and offered it to the boy.
"Erm.... What will she eat then....?" The boy hesitated.
"Oh! There's plenty of things she can eat. Hahahaha!!!" Again laughing on his own jokes Albert started to eat.
But Gracy couldn't take her eyes off from the boy sitting there. A new thrill, fear, anger... everything was building up inside her heart.
"Thanks for the food I will definitely pay you back."
"Oh! You are paying enough money already."
The rest of the time the boy happily chatted with Albert while keeping his eyes on Gracy.
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Following the nature's way the next morning came albeit in a very different way. Police had already surrounded Gracy's house and a dead body was dragged out from there.
Gracy, calm and composed as if she knew it from the beginning, stood like a puppet while the police was interrogating her.
Albert was murdered, everyone knew that he was a good for nothing abusive husband, so when Gracy didn't cry for him, no one blamed her.
Behind everyone's eyes, Gracy burnt a piece of paper silently. Though the paper was no more, the words written there were engraved in her heart.
"Thanks for the food, Gracy. It was yummy. Seeing you so scared I bet you've seen my face on news. This is the only thing I can do to repay you for the food, a little secret between us."
Yeah, he left it on Albert's dead body, the psychopath, the man who committed four murders, the guest who suddenly visited at night....and.... Her saviour....
Hello readers!!!🌹🌹
I am not sympathizing with a crime or a criminal, this story came into my mind following a strange question.....
"If a demon from hell gives you a hand when you're the most helpless, should you feel grateful?"...
I'd like to hear your answer in comment section....
love you all ....❤️❤️❤️
