“At first I was worried it was all a joke, but as time moved on I realised you weren’t making fun of me, you actually dug what I was doing, and that’s when I knew Rodney had to die by my hands,” Charles says as he slashes wildly at the air with a large blood stained knife, while Mary looks on in horror bound to the only piece of furniture in the room, an old wooden chair.
“My god Charlie, I-I-I never realised you’d be so f-fucking stupid,” she says, spraying a mist of saliva into the air as she does.
“DON’T!” Charlie yells as he storms across the room towards her and thrusts the knife forward, bringing it to a stop a few millimeters from her face. “Don’t you say a god damn word about it, okay? Rodney had to go for us to be together, and we both know it. So you can just stop with all the bullshit, and just get on the with next phase.”
“A-And what is the next phase Charlie?” She asks nervously.
“The good stuff,” he says proudly, with a large smile on his face. “The all-night conversations that last until the sun comes up. The walks along the beach that turn into make out sessions. The passionate sex. The tomorrow, the next week, the next year and beyond. life baby, pure unadulterated life.”
“A-Aren’t you worried about the c-cops?”
He laughs, “Why the fuck would I be worried about the cops for?”
“Rodney’s murder, they’re bound to start investigating his disappearance eventually.”
“Honey by the time anyone gives a shit about where Rodney is, we’ll be a memory.”
“What’s that supposed mean?”
“It means what It means honey-pie, we’ll pack our shit and disappear tonight, and no one well ever come between us again, never.”
“I-I, I can’t just up and leave, my Mum’s sick and my Dad needs m…” He grabs her tightly by the face and squeezes.
“I said no one is ever going to come between us again, no one. Do you understand, or do I need to make another example for you to get what I’m saying?”
Tears Run down her face as she nods in understanding, and he smiles as he runs a hand through her hair.
“See, that wasn’t too hard now, was it?”
