I asked readers and authors to write a short story or poem to this prompt: His misty black eyes pierced her soul and caused her body to tremble. He began to speak.
His misty black eyes pierced her soul and caused her body to tremble. As the tears roll down her face and pain that consumed her body brought forth a scream that had been held inside of her for years. He then grabs her arm and drags her through the house as he yells to her that his love will be the only one she will ever have in her life or they both will cease to live. As he asks her time and time again what was it about him that she doesn’t trust him around other women. Silence is the only response she gives after her scream moments before he came into the room. Then there was a ring from her cell phone that quickly brought a quick silence throughout the house, and they both looked at each other as to wonder who could it be at this hour of the night. He then motions her to answer the phone as he picks it up and hands it to her. She nods her head no as far as answering the phone. After 3 rings from the phone it stopped. He then goes through her phone to see if there was a voicemail or text message left. Then he reads the text that says, are you ok ? After the tears stream down his face screaming to her, are you having an affair? Realizing that things have taken a drastic turn for the worse, and he now realizing it was no use of attempting to win his love back at this point. So, he releases her arm and walks into the bedroom holding his hands on his head feeling hopeless. After 15 mins or so he comes back into the room with a gun hanging down to his side. He then holds the gun up to his temple with his finger on the trigger, as he says is this what you want me to do. No longer than a few seconds he pulls the trigger then his lifeless body falls to the floor, shocked that he kills himself she screams louder than she did moments before.
-Anthony Mitchell, Author of Living Without Sweat Glands