My Writing Practice

An Eventful Valentines Day

(TW: Gore)

The man sat down on the couch with an envelope, tearing the top off and pulling a small bundle of folded paper. He unfolded it and proceeded to read the letter with his name on it, appearing to have hearts around it.

He looked inside the note and read it to himself put loud, "Robbie, words cannot describe how much I love you. Every year I've tried to grasp your attention with the gifts at work, the packages with the most beautiful jewels, and with the treats I leave you in the kitchen. But it hasn't seemed to work, so this year I've done something special for us! Something that will most definitely bring me your attention, your surprise is in the bedroom, enjoy my love. ~Kiara".

After reading the note he stared at the bedroom door in pure horror, his hands shaking and his thoughts going a mile a minute. Standing up he proceeds to the door with caution.

Opening the bedroom door slowly he shuts his eyes tightly, trying to steady his breathing. The door hits the wall, making a small clunk, his eyes wide and his jaw dropped.

The room reeked of death, the white sheets stained crimson red, there lay his wife. Dead. Her green eyes were wide open and her cheeks were stained with tears, tears of his own began to fall. The love of his life had been taken away from him, by a woman he didn't even know, nor like for that matter.