As he slept, she watched him. He had had another fit of rage and had nearly thrown her out a window that day, but now seemed so calm. He reminded her of the man she had stood with all those years ago. It had to have been nearly twenty by this point. So long ago. Things had changed, she thought as she slipped out of the room silently.
She was determined this time. She entered the kitchen where she had made her preperations. In the windowsill there was a small plant in a nondescript pot. She had been tending it for months. She put on gloves before she clipped a few of the leaves. She inspected them for a moment. Surely it would be enough, even for a man as large as he. She quickly chopped them up into small pieces, setting them aside.
Then, she went into the medicine cupboard to remove the small vial of red pills. Who knew his iron deficiency would come in such handy. She had purchased him the small pills that opened up intentionally this time, claiming they had been cheaper. She opened two up and put the plants inside. She set the two pills on a napkin next to a glass of water, as she did every morning. He would have no idea. As she looked them over, a sudden wave of guilt came over her. She knelt to speak a few words with the maker, to beg forgiveness for what she was going to do -- she would not be turning back. This was the last time, she thought as she felt her bruises.
She took a brief shower before re entering the bedroom. He would be waking soon. She smiled to herself, wondering how she should act when she recieved the news later that day.
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A little more spooky than my last one. I had been thinking about a murder vignette for this one and decided to go with it, thought it is a bit short. I typed this on mobile, so let me know of any egregious spelling errors
Seed isnt so obvious, but she did grow the plants and the littpe plant bits were seeds of death, so to speak.
Iron is obvs in the pills
Prayer ~~ she says one
Secret ~~~ naturally the pills true nature is a secret
People... Make sure you treat your wives well o_o
She was determined this time. She entered the kitchen where she had made her preperations. In the windowsill there was a small plant in a nondescript pot. She had been tending it for months. She put on gloves before she clipped a few of the leaves. She inspected them for a moment. Surely it would be enough, even for a man as large as he. She quickly chopped them up into small pieces, setting them aside.
Then, she went into the medicine cupboard to remove the small vial of red pills. Who knew his iron deficiency would come in such handy. She had purchased him the small pills that opened up intentionally this time, claiming they had been cheaper. She opened two up and put the plants inside. She set the two pills on a napkin next to a glass of water, as she did every morning. He would have no idea. As she looked them over, a sudden wave of guilt came over her. She knelt to speak a few words with the maker, to beg forgiveness for what she was going to do -- she would not be turning back. This was the last time, she thought as she felt her bruises.
She took a brief shower before re entering the bedroom. He would be waking soon. She smiled to herself, wondering how she should act when she recieved the news later that day.
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A little more spooky than my last one. I had been thinking about a murder vignette for this one and decided to go with it, thought it is a bit short. I typed this on mobile, so let me know of any egregious spelling errors
Seed isnt so obvious, but she did grow the plants and the littpe plant bits were seeds of death, so to speak.
Iron is obvs in the pills
Prayer ~~ she says one
Secret ~~~ naturally the pills true nature is a secret
People... Make sure you treat your wives well o_o