Murder/Suicide (3-2-18)



[WP] “WHAT PART OF DON’T COME BACK DO YOU NOT GET!?” [Link to post.]


Anthony kicked the shut door in anger. His freckled cheeks flushed red, matching his fiery hair. He was embarrassed and angry at himself for letting things get this far. It wasn’t her fault, but he was human. Sometimes he let his emotions get the better of him. After a few minutes he calmed down, then left the white tiled bathroom to head to the kitchen. She was still there on the floor, her blood oozing across the marble floor tiles. He glanced at his watch, two seconds to go. After two seconds her corpse faded from reality, then Anthony turned to see her walking into the kitchen. She saw him and smiled. 

“Hey honey,” she stepped forward and pecked his cheek. “How was work?” She looked around the kitchen, confusion clouded her dark brown eyes. “What time is it?” 

“It’s Wednesday,” Anthony gave an answer she didn’t expect, and she stepped back. 

“It was Friday this morning,” her eyes turned icey. “You *promised* me you wouldn’t do it anymore.” She turned to leave the kitchen and Anthony grabbed her arm. 

“Babe wait! You need to know why.” Janet jerked her arm free of his grip.

“No! We’ve discussed it dozens of times, you know that. As much as I love you, the things you can do….” her eyes softened slightly. “If I can’t *trust* you, this relationship can’t work. I need to be able to trust my own sense of time. Leave. I don’t want you coming back, not tonight.” She pointed toward the front door. Anthony hung his head and headed toward the door. He’d tried talking his way out of that argument for the past month, he didn’t tell her which Wednesday it was. But he never won it. He decided to try a different course this time around. He reached the door and turned back to face her as he opened it.

“You know I’d never do anything to hurt you,” Anthony apologized for nothing, but he hoped it would buy him some more time. Janet shook her head.

“It’s Wednesday. I *don’t* know that.” She pushed at the door, putting pressure on the foot he used to block it. He grudgingly moved his foot out of the way and let her close the door. He glanced at his watch. 20 minutes until she died again. He’d watched it happen several times, but he still had no idea why. As much as he wanted to figure out her death, something else about the situation bothered him even more.

He waited in the stairwell of the apartment building for 20 minutes then opened the front door, luckily he still had a key. He walked to the kitchen and saw her corpse leaking red across the floor. 
He knelt next to her and rolled her over. There was never a sign of any sort of weapon, but the blood always poured out of a wound in her stomach. He checked his watch, three minutes from the time of death until her reset. He sat and stared at her body for a minute before she disappeared. Earlier than he expected. She appeared behind Anthony, and he jumped several feet when she yelled at him.

“WHAT PART OF DON’T COME BACK DO YOU NOT GET!?” she screamed. He glanced at his watch, he still had over a minute left before the expected reset. “I can’t believe you kept me looping for almost a week!”  Anthony shook his head frantically.

“You don’t understand!” 

“NO!” She yelled, angrier than he’d ever seen her in their four year marriage. “*YOU* don’t understand.” She shoved at him, herding him out of the kitchen. “I wanted to tell you under better circumstances, but I’m pregnant. And, I will not risk your powers around our child.” She pushed one final time, Anthony felt his back against the door.  Suddenly everything made sense, and he needed to tell her now, before anything else happened.

“Babe!” He grabbed her arms, forcefully. “I get it now. It wasn’t me!” She shook her arms loose and crossed them in front of her body. 

“Oh right. Suddenly there’s someone else in the world that can loop time like you can?” Janet said. Anthony saw the realization strike, and her face began to warm again. Then, she disappeared. Anthony ran to the kitchen and saw her body laying on the floor again, leaking blood. He sighed and looked at his watch. 

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