Avenged

Kevin was thinking about Molly again. Her beauty was bewitching, one could not take off his eyes of her alluring face with perfect dimensions, big blue eyes, long nose, saccharine sweet lips which blossomed soft like rose petals. Her hair was midnight-black and it flowed over her shoulder.

Kevin walked over to the window and reflected on his deserted surroundings. The old musty smell of the house, the dust all around, and cobwebs lingered everywhere creating a scene of sinister. He could listen to every breath of his. He had always hated this creepy house with its dark cool environment. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel ambivalent.

He left this house six years ago after.....after the accident...!

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"Trinnnnggg..trinnngggg.." Kevin awoke suddenly to the buzzing phone. The number on the phone was not familiar, who could have called him at this hour, he looked at the clock, it struck 3 AM.

Before he could pick it up the ring stopped, angrily Kevin threw the phone to the other side of the bed and went off to sleep again.

"Trinnnngggg...trinnngggg.." the phone rang again....now Kevin picked up the phone and in a coarse voice replied"Hello....who's this?"

There was silence on the other side.

Kevin yelled scornfully "Who the hell is it?"

There was silence again, he could only hear the breath of someone over the phone.

He jumped out of his bed, impatiently he asked again, "Are you going to speak up? why do you have to......"He could not end "Kevin..." a soft voice replied, fear paralysed him. He stood still in silence....his face grew pale, the nervousness in his eyes was clear, his breath was heavy his legs were wobbly with fear. Who did he hear over the phone? He gulped"Molly...?"

There was shrieking laughter on the other side which could chill the spines, it pierced into Kevin's ears like innumerable sharp spears.....the phone fell off his hands.....and so did he......

 How could that be possible ???

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Suddenly Kevin saw something in the distance or rather someone. It was a slender figure draped in a long overcoat. In the thick fog, no one could identify the appearing shadow like structure....but Kevin realised...it was Molly.

Kevin gulped. Thick drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. His breath fastened. He glanced at his own reflection on the glass window which was now quite hazy .

The wind outside blew like shouting owls, making Kevin worried. He made himself a glass of whiskey and took a gulp.

As Kevin stepped towards the door, the shadow stepped in...it came closer, he could see the glint in her eyes.

Molly glared with all the wrath and said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I just don't need you in my life anymore"

Kevin looked at her even more worried and with eyes full of rage clenching the glass of whiskey.

Kevin looked at Molly's eyes with a fumbling voice he said"Honey I didn't do it...it wasn't me......."

"Shut your freaking mouth, Kevin...I saw you and the girl...you have been cheating on me" anger stirred within her.

"Honey..look let me explain..."Kevin pleaded

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME WITH THAT NAME" shouted Molly."I trusted you...

I trusted you all through my life...My dad was right, YOU ARE A BLOODY....."

"But she isn't what you are thinking." pleaded Kevin.

"You have been hiding all along, you were out on business trips with this lady...you stayed back with her most of the time and now you dare to deny?"fire sprawled out of Molly's mouth. She was not a girl to weep and stay silent.

"Look Molls I wanted to say....."Kevin tried to persuade but Molly kept on her pace...rage pulsed through her veins, suddenly in a fit of rage she lunged forward and tried to punch Kevin in the face, "STOP YOU RASCAL.."

"ENOUGH..."Kevin shouted now. He burned with anger. The heat of the argument grew...

"I was trying to explain to you the fact LITTLE WITCH but you would not listen..."Molly was breathing hard expiration of her anger. The man who was her life and love was cheating on her. She was losing her temperament her emotions gutted out in form of pain, anger tears..she fiddled with her fingers trying to vent the rage."WHY WHY did you do this to me?"She quickly moved toward Kevin with a flicker of irritation and clutched his collar and hit him right on the face. In great anger suffocation and rage, Kevin quickly grabbed the bottle of whiskey and brought it down Molly's skull with a loud thud.

In the next moment, Molly's legs trembled and her body wobbled. She looked angry, her emotions raw like a hungry tigress deprived of the hunt. Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground.

"YOU BI*CH...YOU PLUNDERED MY LIFE!!"Kevin screamed. He spat on Molly's silent body, went back to the table and made himself a nice glass of whiskey.

Moments later he realised the body laid still......fear paralyzed him, he was mute with horror his blood froze in his veins. With his cold and clammy hands, he shifted the cold body towards himself, a pool of blood had already accumulated and Molly fell dead with her face down.

The horrifying look on the while pale face looking at Kevin repeated the words"KEVIN...YOU KILLED ME"...

He left no clue, he had then lifted the fragile body and dragged towards the stair and plunged it like a sack of rice, cops declared it an accident with a broken neck and shoulder and smashed head. With an accord to gain sympathy he attended her funeral and then set off for his new life happily.

But after six long years how could it be possible that she was alive. But he could not have for one moment had mistaken to recognise the voice...the nerve chilling laughter....he tried suppressing a shiver.

Several thoughts poured in when he looked outside the dusty window into the fog when suddenly he spotted something rather someone, a slender structure in a long overcoat......he rubbed his eyes...no it was true.....it was Molly, he could still identify her...

The bewitching beauty, alluring face with perfect dimensions, big blue eyes, long nose, with saccharine sweet lips which blossomed soft like rose petals, midnight-black hair flowing over her shoulder......which was broken and the blood seemed to ooze out of the smashed head approached the deserted house......the glint in her eyes was clear....she was here to seek revenge......his body went cold with dread and he choked.

Kevin moved backwards slowly terrorised, his legs were wobbly with fear when he stumbled and fell down the stairs and smashed his head on an iron staff......

The cops declared"Mr Kevin died of accident....no foul play found"