Day:November 22,1963
Character:Jackie Kennedy
Time:6:28 pm
Jackie Kennnedy could not keep her eyes out of her husband's tie shirt.
The bottom right leg was caked in blood-Conally's blood,she supposed.And his white gloved hand also had the scarlet liquid spattered all over it.
She had told him not to take it off.So when they got back to the White House they could make the people see what the almost assassins could have done to them.
She was shaking with exhaustion.He had been nearly killed.She glanced at him,tears streaking down her face.
She knew they hated him for the Civil Rights Movement,but that was foolish,she thought.Why would they?she wondered.He only did what was best for the country!
Jackie had no blood on her,only tears.She reached out and gripped her husband's gloved hand.The one that gleamed with the sickly red liquid.
She was ushered to a room while her husband and other officials discussed what had happened.A new leader of Texas,she supposed again.
Jackie was tempted to rip of her clothes but then she glanced at the gloved hand on her right and saw the blood that had been caked on her husband's.No,she thought.I want them to see what they have done to Texas.
She sat down on the bed,then covered herself into the clean sheets.She closed her eyes and attempted to sleep...just for once.
She had a nightmare,she thought.
This one was about John getting hit in the head.She saw him bend over and then another shot came from upfront.She saw him fall backward,the life spewing out of him.
She lifted her hands.To her shock,she saw both of her legs caps covered in Jack's blood.Her right glove was caked also with the red,gushy stuff.
Jackie bolted up,screaming for him to run as the bullet entered his throat then his brain.She saw the brain tissues fly out,blood gushing out.
"Calm down,"she said."It was a dream.It wasn't real."She repeated this a lot.
But it had felt real like it had been real,she reminded herself.Was it suppose to happen?
There was a soft tap at her door.She said without hesitation,"Come in."
She barley could repress the smile on her face as John walked toward her,a smirk on his face.
"Jack,"she said.She tried not to sob,but her voice failed miserably.She ran right at him and they embraced.
Her whole body shivered with pleasure as he planted a soft kiss on her cheek.She wanted to be like this forever...
Day:November 22,1963
Character:Shira
Time: 9:29 pm
Shira walked solemnly through a breezed up forest near the White House.Every now and then she would wince and curse under her breath as her bloodied arm throbbed painfully.
She had been walking steadily eastward now,for several days now,only stopping to eat or drink from a few cafes.She had avoided contact with anyone.For all that time she had been plotting ways to get her revenge to not only break Oswald out of prison but to make President Kenendy pay.So far she had drawn a blank.
She has thought about simply killing the President but to do that she would have to crush those who guarded him and the United States of America.But she quickly realized that that plan would not work unless she turned the Navy and Army agiasnt the President then crush him from the inside out.She was not as charming as the President was.He had an entire army at his command while she had nothing.
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If Kennedy Lived: An Alternate History
Non-FictionHalf a century has passed since JFK was murdered in Dallas,cut down by an Assassin's bullet.But what if everything you knew was wrong?What if the bullets had missed their targets that bloody drenched day...
