short story
Ani sat with her legs wrapped underneath her, laptop on lap, her usual pose for a normal evening. But tonight was no ordinary evening, it was Friday, the night of fun and frolics in her books, but yet again she was stuck staring at the back of his head.
She watched as he lovingly slipped the disc from the newly acquired box, which he laid gently on the floor. He turned to look at her and smiled, she grudgingly smiled back.
“and so it begins” she thought to herself.
He slipped the disc into the xbox, as if holding a precious jewel for the first time and afraid of getting the slightest scratch on the surface. He flicked the switch and gleefully watched it come to life in front of his eyes. She watched as he began to play, as the light from the screen flickered across his eyes, she saw the fire dancing there. The desire to immerse himself completely in the game was upon him, and nothing was going to waver his concentration….
Fifa 15 had arrived!
“if only he looked at me like that, but it wont last, nothing ever does, and if it does….” She didn’t finish the sentence in her head, afraid of her own thoughts. So she shrugged and went back to writing on her laptop, getting more and more annoyed when it didn’t do what she wanted it too, until she gave up and wondered off to play some music….
Weeks had gone by with every night the same, Fifa fever had struck across all her friends, may have been the world for all she knew, every guy was talking about it… and every girl was rolling her eyes behind them! The guys would come in from work, smile sweetly and take over the TV… all night.. every night.. And tonight was no different… She was almost at breaking point. She did her best to find herself something to do, nothing happening around the internet, in fact it as suspiciously quiet for this time of night. She sent a text to her mate, but no reply. Sent another to someone else, no answer there either. Tried a few more girl friends, but still nothing. Maybe they’d finally been able to drag their guys from the xbox for five minutes to go out for the evening.. She envied them if that was the case. She stomped around the house for a couple of hours like a caged tiger, hunger growling low in her belly.. listening to the shout of “oh fuck off ref” ringing in her ears. She could feel her blood beginning to boil and wondered onto the balcony to get some air.
“it cant last much longer, surely” she growled to herself,
“how many more weeks is he going to ignore me?” she growled at no one in particular. She began to feel the cold and walked back into the living room completely unnoticed by the guy she’d fallen in love with years before.. She sat thinking for a few minutes, when an idea struck her.. She would go and find the sexiest underwear she could think of and put it on, ruffle up her hair, put a little make-up on and see if she could get his attention for more than a couple of seconds. So, with a new spirit coursing through her, she bounced up the stairs to the bedroom.
After nearly an hour of sorting herself out, she crept back down the stairs, he was exactly where she had left him, face almost glued to the TV, swearing at the ref over something he did that he wasn’t supposed to…
She leaned seductively against the wall and whispered his nick name that she had given him many moons before. He didn’t budge, not even an inch. So, she kept herself together and tried again, still nothing. After a third attempt she could feel her blood beginning to boil again, so she took a deep breath to calm herself.
“keep it together” she thought and wondered into his view… Still nothing, just more swearing about the game cheating. So she tried a different tactic. Sexily she crawled towards him and kissed him on the check. He moved away from her and carried on playing…
She snapped!
With lightning speed she hit him so hard in the side of the head that he fell sideways, in an instant she was on him. Fangs glistening in the low light of the screen as she ripped into his neck, he didn’t have time to scream as she grabbed the xbox, ripping the disc from inside it and breaking it in half, she stabbed him repeatedly with one half of the disc and sat back as he watched her in horror, unable to speak as the blood began to flow freely across the floor.
“oh yeh, notice me now don’t you you son of a bitch” she screamed at him…
then she stopped and stared at him, what had she done? This was the guy she was going to marry and she was killing him! Quickly she ripped at her own vein and put it to his lips, “drink it you fucking fool” she screamed as he pushed her wrist away, but there wasn’t much time, she could see the light flickering dim in his eyes, so she forced her wrist into his mouth and let her blood run free. His eyes closed, he was gone…
Silence fell across London that night…
Ani sat on the floor desperately trying to clean the blood from the carpet and stay out of the suns rays. She flicked the TV on for comfort, just to hear a friendly voice and stopped dead. There on the TV news was the main headline “Massacre across the uk”, “not enough womens prisons to hold criminals”. She listened intently as the news broadcaster, a man in his lat 40’s, reported the night the women had snapped.. every man who had been playing fifa that night had been brutally murded, most with the disc itself, some bludgeoned with the xbox! But every man between the age of 18 and 35 was gone. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing and sat back staring at the television until a noise on the stairs made her jump.
“I’m hungry” came a timid voice from the stairs.
“I’ll get you someone” she replied sweetly and went to help him into the room, avoiding the sun spots as she guided him to the sofa.
“what happened?” he asked as she sat next to him and timidly tried to explain the night before and flashed her fangs at him. he fell silent...
“guess I wont be ignoring you in future” he eventually muttered.
She pointed at the news still on the television and he stared with his mouth open.
“I guess Fifa fever is well and truly over” she smiled as she picked up the phone.
“I’ll order in shall I?”…..
