The Brunette Killer (standard:Suspense, 1419 words)
Author: Michael Lance Kersting	Added: Aug 08 2006	Views/Reads: 4095/2458	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Jackson, the Brunette Killer, had a sharp surprise in store

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He held the closet door open a crack when he heard the key enter and the
tumblers drop from the lock. Rachel clicked on the red flashing light 
of her answering machine and heard her lover's voice. “ I love you 
Sweetheart!” she yelled after she heard the message. He carefully 
closed the door tightly now. Rachel had gone into her bedroom. He heard 
her steps hurrying, frantic as she searched though her drawers and 
closets.. He held his breath as he heard her just on the other side of 
the linen closet door. Hoping she would not open it and find him there. 
He gripped the wire with both hands and pulled it taut. She went to the 
living room and clicked on her stereo. ” I will always love you” by 
Dolly Parton was playing loud. 

He heard her turn the faucet for the water.. He pictured her testing it.
The metal rings which suspend the vinyl curtain slid across the 
stainless bar. He paused for a moment before he opened the closet door 
a fraction of a space. . She was in the tub now. The water caressing 
her every charm. Her shaving razor was on the sink. He emerged totally 
from his hiding place and reclosed the closet door. He stood facing her 
separated only by a thin piece of plastic.He watched her silhouette 
rubbing her head and washing that lavish brunette hair. Her hand 
emerged from the tub groping for a towel lying nearby . He backed up 
quickly against the wall away from her searching groping fingers. He 
slid by just in time avoiding her contact and the realization he was 
there. He tighted the grip on the piano wire once more and stood ready 
for when she pulled the curtain aside. The music stopped in the living 
room. “ What the hell?” she said as she slid the entire length of the 
curtain over. His outstretched muscular hands lunged with the wire at 
her throat. She tried to scream. He felt the tension shimmering through 
her naked body . The shower curtain came down ripping through the small 
holes from the weight of his body upon her   Her blue eyes were full of 
panic now as he tightened his grip and twisted it firmly around her 
slendor neck.”Die, Bitch, Die!” he cried savagely. He hunched over her 
kissing her bare breasts while still holding her with the wire securely 
around her throat. She fought back aginst his weight kicking, clawing, 
grabbing at anything that was a part of him. She wanted to cry but 
couldn't. Rachel felt the nauseating dreary darkness, associated with 
death enclosing around her. He pinned her beneath him releasing his 
grip a bit so he could explore more of her body . She had gone limp in 
his arms . Her eyes had bulged and rolled back into her head. He 
reached in his pocket for the serrated knife to finish his dissection. 
The splattering of blood sprayed upon the tiles, her face and her hands 
.. Her thighs jerked convulsively as she struggled to breathe . Jackson 
felt a sudden burning across his throat he touched his throat and it 
came away with blood. His eyes gave a worried hysterical look as he 
stared at it,foolishly. He tried to raise up and scream but couldn't 
while his stomach lurched in violent tremors. He turned his head to see 
a man with a long, thin blade knife held in his hand. 

“Don't know who you are, Friend, but you saved me a lot of grief on how
to get rid of my mistress, my wife was getting suspicious” 

Jackson eyes gave a blank far away stare an expression of shock and
dread on his twisted face. 

Frank,her boyfriend placed the knife in Rachel's hands and left the
apartment. 

The End 


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