Deathbed

Chapter 1

[Admin note: I may or may not add to this story. I haven't decided yet.]

It was mid-fall in the bustling city of Manhattan, New York. An average looking woman, by the name of Abigail, was walking back to her apartment. She was coming back from work, but she needed to run some "errands" before returning home.

She was waiting in an alley, when she saw someone walking towards her. "You're late, again, Anon," she said in slight irritation, "if you want the goods then you need to start being on time." "Duly noted, now where's the dough," asked the figure. It had a deep and monotone voice but had a woman-like figure. "It's right here," she said, patting her right front pocket, "but first. Show me the cash." The figure pulled a bundle of hundreds out of their trench coat pocket, and in response she pulled out a pearl necklace with a white diamond pendant. She smirked and said, "I want the amount doubled." The figure made a growl like sound and took out another bundle of hundreds. They made the trade, and she walked away saying, "pleasure doing business with you." "The pleasure's all mine," the figure said, it's voice directly behind her now. She was about to scream, but she was cut-off because the figure had put her in a headlock. She fell limp and was unconscious.

When she woke up, her head was pounding. She went to raise her hand up to cradle her head, but she was stopped. Her arms and legs were strapped to a wooden chair. She then heard footsteps walking towards her, "so I see you're finally awake," it was the same figure from before. They took their trench coat and sunglasses to reveal a woman that seemed a year or two younger than Abigail. "Maddie," she exclaimed at the woman, "what the-" she had to cut herself off to refrain from yelling. "I assume you're wondering why I've done all this," Maddie said the next two words with slight hesitation, "my beloved." "Why am I strapped to a chair," Abigail demanded. Maddie shrugged and said, "I'm not an idiot, my love. I know you've been stealing from your job to keep a roof over our heads." She stared at Maddie in disbelief and mouthed the word "how." "My love.. Your business calls us every day to get you to return the stolen jewels. I've been your buyer since day one," she said. She sighed a bit as she put her hand on Abigail's cheek, and she used her thumb to stroke her cheek lovingly. "I can't bare to see you live this life," said Maddie. "I'll change.. I'll get a new job and stop stealing, I don't want to lose you again Maddie, I love you," said Abigail, begging to stay in her life. Maddie bent down to kiss her beloved as a tear fell down Abigail's cheek. "And I love you Abby but.. I can't let this happen again. I don't want to see you behind bars," said Maddie, refusing to look her in the eyes. She stared at Maddie, and Abby looked like she just lost her world. "M-Maddie.. Please.. We can start over completely.. Just like how we first met," she smiled painfully at the memory.

It was their first day in high school. Abby was eating by herself. Maddie noticed this, and she went to sit with her. "Hey, mind if I sit here," she asked as she set down her tray. Abby nodded shyly and said, "go ahead."

"-and ever since we've grown so close... I met the love of my life that day, and I wouldn't want to trade that for the world," Abby's voice began to break as she forced a smile, "Maddie, you are my world and I want you to be happy. Everything I've ever done was to keep you happy." Maddie shookly held a pistol to her love's head, "shut it," she exclaimed, "please.. Don't make this any harder than it already is." "If me being dead will bring you happiness and the life you deserve," she looked up at Maddie with tear stained cheeks, and she put the barrel of the pistol against her forehead, "then.. Just do it." She choked on her words as she heard the click of the pistol. "Maddie," said Abby as she looked at her love one last time, "I love you." Tears were streaming down Maddie's cheeks as she looked at her, "and I love you," and pulled the trigger, "and I'm sorry," she said as she dropped the gun and held her love, crying.