The Cheese Wrap

She heard noises of different kinds. She saw colours merging into each other in front of her eyes. Undefined noises that were piercing her ears with their stabbing excellence. Colours reuniting with each other in a way reminiscent of a speedy cardiac unit.
She sat in her dark room trying to avoid either of them. But they all came back and this time even more jarring and intense to the core.
“Why me?” She said to herself.
“Why am I the chosen sufferer?”
It was a small little sob. But she wanted to scream loudly and let this lump out of her. Like a quivering mass of jelly she sat in that corner and tried hard again, not coming up to even scratch the distension, down her gullet.
And suddenly the massive monster enters with a cheese wrap in his hand and light enters the dark room after quite some time.
6 feet and handsome to the core, the cleft in his chin and that incredibly cute posterior could have launched a college cafeteria of girls into convulsions of craving.
Standing at the door he says ‘Hey Bitch, Wanna grab a bite?’
She looks at him with those ever beautiful amorous eyes and gives a big bight smile. Though finding it a little hard, she gets up swiftly and runs up to him like a train engine eager to reach its destination. She clasps him firmly and kisses him in a deep frenzy and a passion that she herself had never known.
Not parting from him, her hands move to the table with the hour glass and catch hold of the handgun placed right next to it.
The gunshot is fired. And she falls down in a pool of blood lying their like the quivering mass of jelly.
“So when did you start getting smarter then me baby!”
“This is what you get for acting like me.”
“But things change, life change and I had changed… for better”. And he walks down biting his teeth into the last bite of the cheese wrap.
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I am not a story writer. This one was just an effort to fuse fact and fiction.