My soul burned deep in agony, as the tears and blood dripped down hitting the floor, I grabbed the cuchillo one last time. I looked at Chris, begging for mercy, I lift up the cuchillo and stabbed him one last time. "What, have I done?" I asked to myself. "I'm a murderer, how am I going to explain this, to Jamie? Chris touched me in a inappropriate manner, so I gutted him to death?" I dicho to myself. There was a soft knock at the door. I had a mini corazón attack. "Just a moment," I responded to the knock. Struggling, I pulled Chris under my cama and got the swifter and mopped and washed my hands. There was the knock again. "UGH, COMING," I yelled while putting on my robe. I opened the door, and there wet and muddy and had tears in her eyes was Jamie.
"Jamie....I-uh thought tu were going to your Father's house," I said. Between sobs she replied: "Long...story...where's Chris...I..need him."
"Damn, I'm screwed," I thought, "Chris...he stopped over, a few hours ago, he's running errands, he'll be back, soon, though.....hopefully," I replied. "Well, call me when, he comes back," she responded, lifting her pale frail body, and left out the door.
As I thought, she was gone, I went into my bedroom, and pulled out Chris' body. Jamie walked in my room, then I heard a gasp. "Jamie...I can explain," I dicho softly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes became even redder, "How...could...what happen?" She asked crying. "He touched me...," I replied. "So, tu murdered, him?" She asked and picked up her phone. I panicked, picked up a gun, and shot her. When she was down, I grabbed a towel with chloroform on it and put it against her face. I wrapped a cloth around her womb and tied her up.
"Jamie....I-uh thought tu were going to your Father's house," I said. Between sobs she replied: "Long...story...where's Chris...I..need him."
"Damn, I'm screwed," I thought, "Chris...he stopped over, a few hours ago, he's running errands, he'll be back, soon, though.....hopefully," I replied. "Well, call me when, he comes back," she responded, lifting her pale frail body, and left out the door.
As I thought, she was gone, I went into my bedroom, and pulled out Chris' body. Jamie walked in my room, then I heard a gasp. "Jamie...I can explain," I dicho softly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes became even redder, "How...could...what happen?" She asked crying. "He touched me...," I replied. "So, tu murdered, him?" She asked and picked up her phone. I panicked, picked up a gun, and shot her. When she was down, I grabbed a towel with chloroform on it and put it against her face. I wrapped a cloth around her womb and tied her up.