Eric sat in silence.
Every electrical appliance in the house was off. All of the lights were out with the exception of a candle that had burned almost to the wick. Not even an inch of the wax was left, and soon he would sat in complete darkness. He rolled a cigarette and put it to his dry, parched lips. lighting it with the candle, he inhaled deeply and felt the rush of the nicotine coarse through his veins which made him shudder in relief. He laid back on the plush rug beneath him and contemplated his surroundings. The back of his hand touched a slightly cool wet patch which made him start. Thus reminding him of what he had done.The body of his wife lay next to him in a swelling pool of blood.He looked at her pale face. Her eyes were wide with shock. Her mouth open slightly as if she were about to scream. Her beautiful face locked in a picture of fear. He always loved it it when she was scared. It made him feel giddy with excitement...AN HOUR EARLIER.Lisa walked into the front room with a bottle of rose wine and two glasses. She smiled at him and had said on the phone that had some good news to tell him when she got home. She sounded happy.She walked up to him, planting a kiss on his left cheek. Something she had never done before in the 11 years they had been together.She sat on the chair opposite him and with a glint in her eye began to speak."Sweetie. I've been offered another job." she began to pour the wine into the glasses." It's upstate, so it means we will have to move again". He sat silently as she passed him the glass."The pay is five times better than what I'm getting now, so it means we can start saving for the house we always wanted" She smiled at him. he produced the carving knife he had hidden from her view under his chair. He gave her a smile as he waved it in front of her. Her face went from a smile to a look of terror and began to shift in her seat."What are you doing Eric?""I have some news too, Lisa""I'm not in the mood for your games Eric.""But i want you to listen to what my news is..""Eric, Honey, what are you doing with that knife..""You've been lying to me for the last year.""What are you talking about?""You know. Where you've been Lying to me for the last year about where you've been going after work and why you've been late every night..""You know how work is baby.."she began to stammer."They always keep me snowed under and I'm always working late!" "Is that right?". He picks up a manilla envelope and throws it at her. "Is that what my brother has made you tell me when you've been fucking him behind my back?"The look on her face as she opened the small package of photographs was perfect. Exactly what he wanted to see."You've had me followed?" she asked with a slight hint of irritation."Of course.""Since when?" she asked. There was a slight tremor in her voice as he knew she was about to cry. She knew she'd been caught out."9 months. It was a text message from David. He said he saw you and Richard together in a restaurant. OUR restaurant. At OUR TABLE. He said you guys were awfully cosy..and getting pretty close."She looked up at him "Eric, baby.. please let me explain.." he slapped her across the face. Her yelp of shock and pain gave him a little satisfaction of his actions. He had her exactly where he wanted her."SHUT THE FUCK UP. I'M TALKING" he said with a raised voice. He was getting angry."Have you spoken to your brother?" she asked, tears trickling down her face."Yes. He won't be bothering any of us anymore." She looked at him with fear."What did you do?!""Don't fucking interrupt me.." He raised the knife to her throat."I had a friend follow you, yes. Richard was too easy. He hadn't changed at all over the years. Always fucking around with the things I loved. Never liked it when I was happy..bastard.""Eric.." she began to stammer.."What did you do to Richard?""I killed that bastard. Nicotine poisoning." He began to laugh as he circled her chair. "What?" she said quietly."Yeah. Poisoned his coffee. Didn't know what hit him. When I told him I knew, he tried to get up off your chair and began to stumble around. It was funny.." he laughed again.He grabbed at her hair and pulled her head back. She began to struggle with him and tried to pull herself away. His grip was tight."I left him in the basement if you really want to see him again.""Eric, no! I'm sorry baby! I'm so sorry! It wasn't meant to go on this long!""But it did. You let it go on for this long. You don't even deserve to fucking live for that. You destroyed me you heartless bitch.." she opened her mouth. She took an intake of breath that meant she was about to scream. Before she could, the knife glinted in the light of the room.Next thing he knew she was on the floor. Blood pulsed out of the gaping wound in her throat. Her mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping to be put back into the water. Struggling for breath, he watched as she lay on the floor staring up at him. He calmly turned off the lights in the house as she lay dying on the floor. The only light in the room was that of a candle. He placed it on the floor in front of his wife and sat down. He watched as the light in her eyes faded away to emptiness. "I loved you Lisa. Now no one will ever love you like I did."He lay on the floor next to the corspe of his wife. HIs hand touching the pool of blood. He smoked his cigarette and threw it into the small wicker trash can that sat next to the fireplace. He slowly got up, walked into the bathroom and cleaned himself up, careful to wash all traces of blood from his person. He went to the bedroom and grabbed his suitcase, which he had packed before Lisa got home. The glow of the fire in the front room began to grow larger and he made his way to the garage where his car was parked. Lisa always left her car in the front driveway, so they didn't argue over where they were going to park.He put his case in the trunk, and calmly walked to the drivers side. He got in, then started the engine. The cd in the car began to play.."What if I wanted to break, Laugh it all off in your face..What would you do?" and drove off.The house went up slowly in flames. Eventually destroying the downstairs rooms of the property over the course of the evening. Withing 4 hours(the neighbours were a little slow on the uptake) the authorites had been called and the fire extinguished. The body of Lisa was burnt pretty badly, but they were able to identify her through dental records. Richard was found tied up, drained of blood and his face skinned. The police were shocked as to why somebody would do such a thing to a man, and the skin from his face wasn't found for a couple of weeks. Not until his wife got a package in the mail..