I have this possessive kind of husband. Just call him Jacob. He is the only man I have in my life. We are married for a decade. Although he doesn't want me to see or to have chat with another man except him. Although he is a very protective and clingy man. But it makes me fall deeply in love with him, deep than you can imagine.
If you think that my life was boring with him, you were wrong. Because he filled my world with a colorful and wonderful paradise. A world that was beyond reality. He never failed to do his part as my husband: he climbed everything just to make me happy.
And I will do everything also no matter what it takes, just to see him smile. If he wanted to rain: but it wasn't a rainy day, I'd draw it for him. If he wanted a red sky: but it wasn't red, I'd paint it red.
I loved him and will always do. He also loved me and that's all matters.
He always has this sweetest smile for the past years. But everything changed when my bestfriend visited me at our house that made him very upset.
"Who is he?" he asked in an angry tone, given me a frown face.
"He is just my best friend, Love. What to worry about?" I kissed his head to assure that what happen today wasn't a plan.
"I already told you that I don't want you to talk with another man, yet you didn't listen to me, " the angry face was still written on his face.
"I-I'm sorry...Love, " I hugged him and thanks God, he also hugged me back.
I went outside for a while because he asked me to, but when I came back I heard him praying. He prayed that my bestfriend will never come back again.
And the next day, we heard a news that my bestfriend died inside his car. Someone's stabbed his throat and the culprit was still unidentified. He was so happy for such a good news because his prayer was answered and I was also happy for him.
But it happened again after two weeks. A handsome and masculine man went our house, confessing that he was interested of me. He gave me a bouquet of roses while my husband was watching him. There was this quarrel again and his sad face that will definitely make me sad. So, he prayed again the way he prayed for my bestfriend. And sure enough, his prayer was answered again and his sweet smile that I only want to see on his face was back on its right place.
My husband was indeed possessive man. And I guessed you blamed him for their death. But he's not the killer. I can assure you.
He's not capable of doing that.
Because I am.
I killed them both.
Stabbing the throat of my bestfriend while his on way to home and strangling my neighbor to death was never difficult for me. If that's will make him happy. If that's will bring back his sweetest smile that I longed for.
Like what I said, I will do everything no matter what it takes just to see him smile. If he wanted a rain: but it wasn't a rainy day, I'd draw it for him—through your tears of begging. If he wanted a red sky: but it wasn't red, I'd paint it red—with your blood. Because I love him. And I can't bear to lose him because he is the only man I have—my father.
If he wanted you to vanish from his sight, you would surely vanish.
I'll make sure you do.
Words by: Breeze Neverfight
