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Fear Short Story

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Sighing with relief, I leaned back in the cosy cushions of the armchair. The fire filled the dark room with a slight smell of ash. It reminded me of the summer. The summer I had previously spent with him. Sitting next to him on the porch, with the dragonflies buzzing and his army print jacket brushing past my arm. Oh how I still remember those days... The front door slammed reverberating through the whole house. He was home. The chill of the outside air was sweeping into the living room. Anxiously, I straightened up and brushed the wisps of hair out of my face. "I'm home," a deep voice spoke from the hallway. "In here darling," I replied, my voice shaking slightly. He entered the room and stopped suddenly. His muscular figure stood in the doorway, glaring at me. The room echoed as he kicked off his boots and collapsed onto the sofa beside me. His piercing blue eye was twitching again, the way it always did when he was angry. "Good day at work?" I asked, desperately trying to put him in a better mood. ...read more.


Terry swept across the kitchen, making me tingle inside as his arms wrapped around my waist. The stubble of his beard rubbed past my cheek as he lightly kissed me. "Who was that?" He whispered in my ear, tickling me. "Kerry." I said as relaxed as possible. I heard him sigh heavily. Kerry and him didn't get on. They never had. "What did she want?" He asked in a sarcastic tone. "She invited me out for lunch tomorrow." I lied. That was a big mistake. Terry was as accurate as distinguishing a lie as a lie detector. His dirty hands gripped my arms tightly and he held me out at arms length. He smiled angelically, showing his crooked teeth, stained yellow. The tone of his voice became more patronising as he asked the same question. I lied again. His angry eyes glared at me, one was twitching slightly. He asked the same question. "Mel, don't lie to me," He said smiling. I didn't reply. His grip tightened and I felt his grimy fingernails dig deeper into my tender skin. "What were you two talking about?" He demanded, raising his voice slightly. ...read more.


Slowly, my arm moved across the table. It was too far away to reach at arms length. Stretching, I grabbed hold of the blade and desperately pulled it towards me. Holding onto it tightly and forcing myself off the table, I turned to face him one more time. The smirk on his face dropped. I strode towards him, my hands sweating, my heart beating so fast it could've popped out of my chest. My bloody arm rose up and swung back down, so fast I couldn't even think what I was doing. He staggered backwards and then collapsed to the floor. His menacing eyes filled with pain, distress, sorrow. The scent of his flesh blood wafted up my nose. It smelt so sweet. I had won. Shivering, I wrapped my arms tighter around myself. Thinking about him always made me feel poignant. I snapped out of my thoughts as the sofa started to vibrate. I dug deep down the sides of the chair and pulled out my mobile. The screen read, Terry calling. Stunned, the phone dropped out of my sweaty palms and smashed as it hit the floor, cascading in different directions. He was still out there. ?? ?? ?? ?? Fear Jagjoth Vasir 10T ...read more.

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