Being Mrs Spence

Florence opened the door.

She quietly went straight to the dining area where the scream was coming from.

They were on the dining. Lizbeth bent over the table while Cole was making out with her from her behind.

He has a top on, his trouser was down. Lizbeth was on a gown with nothin underneath.

No pant anywhere. She pulled up her gown while Cole kept digging from the bag and she continued to scream.

They had cloths so that ones they hear the sound of Florence car, Cole can quickly pull up his trouser, Lizbeth will pull down her gown and they will pretend like nothing happened.

“Scream baby scream… I’m enjoying it. Scream louder for me… baby…

Cole was saying as he kept on with his performance.

Lizbeth kept screaming loudly.

Florence stood with her hand covering her mouth, her eyes pooped out in shock.

The sight she was seeing was not only disgusting but unbelievable.

It looks like a nightmare but the reality stare at her as both Cole and Lizbeth were backing her.

Florence legs shakes uncontrollable, she felt a sudden cold all over.

Can today be any better, this will definitely be the worst day of her life.

Cole’s phone was lying carelessly on the ground beside where she stood.

Florence picked it and put it inside her bag after switching it off.

She brought out her phone and took a picture of them, switched off her phone and put it inside her hand bag before throwing under the cushion.

Lizbeth scream was too loud for them to hear anything.

Florence scoffed. “This is unbelievable… God”

She whispered. Florence was frozen, she couldn’t move from where she stood watching.

It was as if Cole felt somebody’s presence and turned.

There stood his darling wife watching them in shock.

Her legs were shaking and her eyes pooped out from it’s socket.

Lizbeth who didn’t know what was going on kept screaming even as Cole pulled back.

He pulled up his trouser, Florence kept staring without moving.

Lizbeth wondered why Cole stopped all of a sudden, she turned and met her own shock.

She was panting hard, like she ran a marathon.

Cole was equally panting like a dog released from it’s leash.

Lizbeth covered up her gown as she bent her head in shame.

Was this the angelic Lizbeth or a she devil. A pretender and manipulator who she told every of her plans.

So Lizbeth was the strange lady that infected Cole with a disease.

Who could have known or think Lizbeth was “Lizba”.

The house has suddenly gone so quiet if not for the hard breathing of both Cole and Lizbeth.

Florence was speechless. She tries all she can to remain calm and play cool but the more she stare at them the more she wants to kill them both.

The tumblers that usually hang on the dining were down, the cups were arranged somewhere close to a cushion where she stood.

Lizbeth will arrange them back ones they were done with their deeds.

Florence who had been struggling to stay calm and think of how to react grabbed one of the cups and threw it at Coleman.

He dodged it and the glass cup smashed on the ground.

She saw a very small bread knife by the table, it was also part of the things they removed from the dining table.

She grabbed it.

Coleman knew what she was about to do, he held her as she tries to stab Lizbeth on the arm.

As Cole tries to pull her away from Lizbeth she stabbed him on the thigh.

Florence pulled it out again and tries to stab him again but he held her hand tight, preventing her.

She felt power she never hard before came upon

She pushed him away and he fell to the floor.

The blood from the small knife stab was running down his trouser.

Florence dragged Lizbeth by the hair, she hit her head severally on the wall.

Lizbeth was screaming for help this time.

She was shouting

” Please don’t kill me, my baby… my baby…”

One of her hand was on her stomach.

Cole came to Lizbeth’s rescue.

“Don’t hurt her, she is pregnant…

Florence blinked severally, she let go of Lizbeth and face Cole.

“Pregnant??. Lizbeth is pregnant… with who’s baby? Who is she pregnant for…?

Cole mumbled something. Florence asked again.

He stutter a bit before finally saying.

“Mine… Lizbeth is carrying my child. For real this time… she is already a month. Please don’t hurt her Florence… carry your grievances on me. Let Lizbeth go… for the sake of the baby she carried…

Florence looked from Cole to her supposed angelic Lizbeth.

Saliva dried up from her mouth, she became speechless, strength left her body.

She opened her mouth but no word came out.

Maybe is better to kill herself and die for everyone to be happy, there was nothing to live for again.

Absolutely nothing to hope on.

She couldn’t find the small bread knife she used earlier.

Florence rushed to the kitchen, Cole followed but kept a distance.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He thought she wanted to stab him again so he tries to avoid her.

Florence grabbed one of the sharp kitchen knife and dig into her body without a second thought.

Cole screamed out and rushed to her as she staggered and fell down with the knife buried inside her.

He grabbed her but she was loosing alot of blood and her eyes where closing up.

He searched for his phone to call an ambulance but couldn’t find it.

He asked Lizbeth for hers but she was taking forever to bring it.

The security came in, Cole shouted that he should call an ambulance.

Dominic quickly did.

Florence eyes were getting blurred as she lay in the pool of her own blood.

The noise was fainting off, Cole was running up and down shouting “where’s is my phone”

Somebody lifted her from the ground, but it was too late as the noise finally fade off.

She was clouded in a total thick darkness. As life begin to leave her body.

Maybe only death will give her the peace she desired for long.

Her death will equally make everyone happy, they will move on fast and she will never be missed.

Death was the only solution because she was tired of living in misery. Life have not been favorable.

She was done.

Florence watched as the thick scary darkness swallowed her up.

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