Jamie L. Gonzalez
Stories (11/0)
Smiled
She held him for the last time, felt his breath as it left his body. "NO! You have to hold on Benji" She said as her tears mixed in the blood that escaped his lips. She knew he was gone... not just by the heaviness of his body in her lap, or pale color that now frosted his skin, but because the poison had done it job. Her breath shuddered she knew he would NEVER make her feel pain again, his finger prints would never bruise her skin again. She stood and made her way for the cell phone in the other room. She thought about all the pain he had caused and let it over flow. Her tears streaked her face with mascara as she spoke to the police on the phone. She placed the phone down next to him and cradled his body with love until they arrived and pried her away from him sobbing and tearing at his body. To the police she was mad with sorrow, exactly what she wanted. The grief stricken wife, a sobbing, snot-ting mess. The coroners report would say that it was an overdose and that was fine with her. They had such a happy and wonderful outward marriage no one ever knew what he had done to her and so they would never know why she would do this to him.
By Jamie L. Gonzalez2 years ago in Fiction
Never Enough
Kiss me while you can... I may not be here long Kiss me while you can... Kiss me in the morning while my breath is at it's worst. Kiss me on the step before you leave for work. Kiss me in the mean time and when it feels like love. Kiss me when your mad at me and let it go.
By Jamie L. Gonzalez2 years ago in Poets