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“Cindy’s Mistake”
She hit her
on the head
with a beer
bottle
as hard as
she could
and was quite
surprised
when it didn’t
break
this held her
attention
more than the
girl
laying at her
feet
she was still
holding the beer
bottle
looking at the
traces of blood
on the bottle
even tapping it
against the table
just to test
that it wasn’t
even cracked
“Damn,
these things
are solid
they always
break on t.v.”
she had her
broom and
dustpan ready
to sweep up
the glass shards,
she sets it
on the table
and looks down
at Cindy
her body lying
in what looks
to be a very
uncomfortable
position,
“Well you really
f----d up
big time”
as she slides
to the floor
and sits with
her back against
her leather sofa
next to Cindy’s
body
she knew Cindy
was dead
she had swung
that bottle
with all of
her strength
and when it
connected with
the side of
Cindy’s head
it made a
sickening crack
that sounded like
she had hit a
homerun
Cindy was in
mid-sentence
calling her
a f---ing bitch
when she dropped
lifelessly
to the ground,
“why did you
have to be
such a f---ing
bitch”
she says to
Cindy
in a soft
soothing voice
as she strokes
her hair
out of her
face
she notices
the blood
starting to ooze
out of her
nose
and from the
matted hair
covering the
wound
a few drops
hit her stone
tile floor
“No, no, no,
you bitch
even in death
your trying to
f--- me over”
she rushes to
the kitchen
grabs a couple
of plastic grocery
bags
and some packing
tape
she kneels next
to Cindy’s head
tries to close
Cindy’s eyes
with her fingers
that are locked
in a death stare
straight ahead
but her eyelids
just won’t stay
down
“maybe it’s better
this way
I always thought
your eyes were
your best feature,
now take a
deep breath”
she laughs,
as she puts a
plastic bag
over her head
then takes the
packing tape
and tightly tapes
the plastic bag
around her neck
“there,
now none of
your bodily fluids
will drip out
and stain my
tiles
but,
just to be
safe
like I told
any guy
trying to f---
you
make sure you
double bag it
you never know
what
she might have
coursing through
her veins”
as she takes
another plastic
bag
and tightly tapes
it around her
neck
she goes back
to the kitchen
and grabs some
paper towels
and Lysol spray
and cleans up
the small pool
of blood
that had dripped
from Cindy’s head
on to the stone
tile floor,
“Ok Cindy,
I’ll tell you what
since you didn’t
stain the tile
with your blood
I think it
only fair
to explain to
you
why you lay
there on the
floor
getting colder
after only half
a beer
especially since
I’ve seen you
drink a fifth
of whisky
and not just
walk away
but do a hand
stand,
remember that
it was Becky’s
19th birthday
Party
though you did
get sick later
and to think
tonight
you were
taken down
by only half
a beer
I guess you
could say
it went straight
to your head,
but first
let me get
us
a couple of
drinks
she skips to
the kitchen
quietly singing
to herself
as she pulls
a bottle of
CÎROC vodka
out of her
freezer
and grabs a
tall glass
thinks about
adding ice
but decides
against it
she fills the
glass 2/3 full
then adds
cranberry juice
she drops a
coaster
on the floor
next to Cindy
then lightly sets
her drink
on it
then steps over
Cindy
and straddles
her
pulling her up
and leaning her
back against the
sofa
in a sitting
position
picks up
Cindy’s
half drank
beer
and sticks it
between her
legs
then takes
Cindy’s
left hand
and places it
around the beer
making it look
like she was
holding it
she then sits
on the sofa
and slides down
the front of
it
and takes a
seat
next to Cindy,
“So,
where should
I start,
well you know
my boyfriend
Rob
I kept getting
this weird feeling
he was cheating
on me
you know that
feeling
when you have
been with
someone
long enough
to pick up on
all those little
clues
Oh, wait
you’ve never had
a relationship
lasting longer
than a month
if you had
you would have
noticed
when you drop
in on your
boyfriend
in the middle
of the day
and found he
has recently taken
a shower
something he
only did that
first month
you were dating
but lately
he always seems
just cleaned
and scrubbed
when I see
him
and his bed
sheets
always just
changed
I thought he
only owned
one set of sheets
now he has
three,
are you listening
Cindy
she takes her
head
and leans it
to the right
so her face
is looking at
her,
“as I was saying
it’s the little
things,
but the clincher
was the faint
smell of perfume
that hung in
the air
not my brand
I knew if I
said something
he would just
deny it
and get smarter
about his
game,
so I came up
with a plan of
my own
but first
let me make
another drink
would you like
another beer
you seem to be
nursing
that one,
your ok for
now
alright then”
she makes her
drink
sets it on the
coaster
on the floor
next to Cindy
then slides into
her spot
next to her
“so, where was I
oh yes
the scent of
perfume
I couldn’t place
where I knew
that scent from
but I did know
it wasn’t mine
so here comes
the sneaky part,
Cindy
are you paying
attention
I hate talking
to people
when I can’t
see their eyes”
she reaches over
and with her
fingernail
pokes holes in
the plastic bags
over Cindy’s
dead eyes
takes a little of
the packing tape
to hold the
bags in place
“that’s much better,
you know Cindy
I would kill
to have eyes
as blue as
yours,
oh wait”
she laughs
“I guess I did,
It’s a pity
I can’t keep
them,
I mean I could
but it would
be
a little hard to
explain
two beautiful
blue eyes
bobbing around
in a jar of
alcohol
on my dresser,
ok
back to my
story
so I started out
telling Rob about
a show I saw
the silent killer
carbon monoxide
and how it
kills you
in your sleep
I even started
to cry
I was so worried
about him dying
in his dreams
and didn’t stop
crying
till he promised
to let me
buy him a
smoke alarm
carbon monoxide
combo unit
for his safety
which I placed
right above his
bed”
a clear fluid
drips from Cindy’s
left eye,
“I can tell
by that look
in your eye
it’s all starting
to make sense
of course
I had no idea
who
I was going
to see
you weren’t
even
on my list
of possible
candidates
you being my
best friend
and all,
so imagine my
surprise
when I pop in
the SD card
and see you
big as life
on the screen
and the detail
from that little
camera
WOW,
you would be
impressed
the blue of
your eyes
was crystal clear
not that you
spent all that
much time
on your back
looking up,
Girl
you did a
few things
that made me
think
you were playing
twister
anyone who says
yoga
can’t improve your
life
needs to take
a look at
that clip
luckily
that 128 GB card
holds a lot
it would have
been a shame
to have rerecorded
over any of
those circus
moves of yours,
I will say one
thing about you
you were like
clockwork
your daily
drop-ins
matched up
perfectly
with my work
schedule
there is one
thing
I’ve been very
curious about”
she gets up
goes over to
the table
Cindy’s purse
is sitting on
and dumps it
out
pushing the
contents around
the table
till she finds
a bottle of
perfume,
“I just have
to know
what that
scent is,
Byredo
“Rose of No Man's Land”
“I have really
grown to
like it”
she sprays
some
on her wrists
and rubs them
together
takes a second
to breath in
the surrounding
air,
“this is going
in my line up
for sure”
she sets it
aside
and takes her
arm
and drags it
across the top
of the table
pushing
all of Cindy’s
junk
back into her
purse,
“so Cindy
let me tell
you
what I have
planned for
the rest of
the evening”
she says
as she starts
laying down a
large plastic
tarp
next to Cindy’s
body,
“I’m going to
take you
my best friend
slash
dirty bitch
to a reunion
of sorts
with my
boyfriend
or as I
affectionately
call him
the cheating
limp d--k
bastard
but not to
worry
were in no
hurry
he’ll be there
waiting
for you
at the bottom
of a deep
hole,
how I got it
dug
and him
in it
I’ll explain
to you
on the way
trust me
I guarantee
you’ll find
the story
riveting
and by it’s
end
you’ll be more
than ready
to be rolled
in
on top of
him
for all of
eternity,
I only thought
it fitting
after that
audition tape
of yours
that you take
the top spot
in the hole
I really feel
you earned it,
but before I
package you
up
I am going
to finish my
drink
and give you
a chance
to put that
beer
out of it’s
misery
so what do
do you say
a farewell
toast
to best
friends
forever”
she holds up
her glass
as if waiting
for her to
raise her beer
up to it
after a pause
and a shrug
of her shoulders
she lowers her
glass
and clicks it
against
Cindy’s beer
then finishes
her drink
in two gulps
gets up
and starts to
make another
drink
“you know what
Cindy
I can’t wait
till the drive
to tell you
about Rob’s
demise
I don’t want
to sound like
I’m bragging
but it was
pretty cool
how it all
went down”
she leaves her
glass
on the table
and walks the
bottle of CÎROC
vodka
over
and sets it
on the coaster
and starts to
slide into her
spot
next to Cindy
but stops
halfway
and goes back
to the table
picks up the
perfume
and pumps out
two short
bursts
then waves her
arms through
the pocket of
air
to defuse it
“Damn, I like
that scent”
she says
as she takes
her seat
next to Cindy
and begins
to tell
her story…
Tom Allen…02-03-2018…
“Cindy’s Mistake”
She hit her
on the head
with a beer
bottle
as hard as
she could
and was quite
surprised
when it didn’t
break
this held her
attention
more than the
girl
laying at her
feet
she was still
holding the beer
bottle
looking at the
traces of blood
on the bottle
even tapping it
against the table
just to test
that it wasn’t
even cracked
“Damn,
these things
are solid
they always
break on t.v.”
she had her
broom and
dustpan ready
to sweep up
the glass shards,
she sets it
on the table
and looks down
at Cindy
her body lying
in what looks
to be a very
uncomfortable
position,
“Well you really
f----d up
big time”
as she slides
to the floor
and sits with
her back against
her leather sofa
next to Cindy’s
body
she knew Cindy
was dead
she had swung
that bottle
with all of
her strength
and when it
connected with
the side of
Cindy’s head
it made a
sickening crack
that sounded like
she had hit a
homerun
Cindy was in
mid-sentence
calling her
a f---ing bitch
when she dropped
lifelessly
to the ground,
“why did you
have to be
such a f---ing
bitch”
she says to
Cindy
in a soft
soothing voice
as she strokes
her hair
out of her
face
she notices
the blood
starting to ooze
out of her
nose
and from the
matted hair
covering the
wound
a few drops
hit her stone
tile floor
“No, no, no,
you bitch
even in death
your trying to
f--- me over”
she rushes to
the kitchen
grabs a couple
of plastic grocery
bags
and some packing
tape
she kneels next
to Cindy’s head
tries to close
Cindy’s eyes
with her fingers
that are locked
in a death stare
straight ahead
but her eyelids
just won’t stay
down
“maybe it’s better
this way
I always thought
your eyes were
your best feature,
now take a
deep breath”
she laughs,
as she puts a
plastic bag
over her head
then takes the
packing tape
and tightly tapes
the plastic bag
around her neck
“there,
now none of
your bodily fluids
will drip out
and stain my
tiles
but,
just to be
safe
like I told
any guy
trying to f---
you
make sure you
double bag it
you never know
what
she might have
coursing through
her veins”
as she takes
another plastic
bag
and tightly tapes
it around her
neck
she goes back
to the kitchen
and grabs some
paper towels
and Lysol spray
and cleans up
the small pool
of blood
that had dripped
from Cindy’s head
on to the stone
tile floor,
“Ok Cindy,
I’ll tell you what
since you didn’t
stain the tile
with your blood
I think it
only fair
to explain to
you
why you lay
there on the
floor
getting colder
after only half
a beer
especially since
I’ve seen you
drink a fifth
of whisky
and not just
walk away
but do a hand
stand,
remember that
it was Becky’s
19th birthday
Party
though you did
get sick later
and to think
tonight
you were
taken down
by only half
a beer
I guess you
could say
it went straight
to your head,
but first
let me get
us
a couple of
drinks
she skips to
the kitchen
quietly singing
to herself
as she pulls
a bottle of
CÎROC vodka
out of her
freezer
and grabs a
tall glass
thinks about
adding ice
but decides
against it
she fills the
glass 2/3 full
then adds
cranberry juice
she drops a
coaster
on the floor
next to Cindy
then lightly sets
her drink
on it
then steps over
Cindy
and straddles
her
pulling her up
and leaning her
back against the
sofa
in a sitting
position
picks up
Cindy’s
half drank
beer
and sticks it
between her
legs
then takes
Cindy’s
left hand
and places it
around the beer
making it look
like she was
holding it
she then sits
on the sofa
and slides down
the front of
it
and takes a
seat
next to Cindy,
“So,
where should
I start,
well you know
my boyfriend
Rob
I kept getting
this weird feeling
he was cheating
on me
you know that
feeling
when you have
been with
someone
long enough
to pick up on
all those little
clues
Oh, wait
you’ve never had
a relationship
lasting longer
than a month
if you had
you would have
noticed
when you drop
in on your
boyfriend
in the middle
of the day
and found he
has recently taken
a shower
something he
only did that
first month
you were dating
but lately
he always seems
just cleaned
and scrubbed
when I see
him
and his bed
sheets
always just
changed
I thought he
only owned
one set of sheets
now he has
three,
are you listening
Cindy
she takes her
head
and leans it
to the right
so her face
is looking at
her,
“as I was saying
it’s the little
things,
but the clincher
was the faint
smell of perfume
that hung in
the air
not my brand
I knew if I
said something
he would just
deny it
and get smarter
about his
game,
so I came up
with a plan of
my own
but first
let me make
another drink
would you like
another beer
you seem to be
nursing
that one,
your ok for
now
alright then”
she makes her
drink
sets it on the
coaster
on the floor
next to Cindy
then slides into
her spot
next to her
“so, where was I
oh yes
the scent of
perfume
I couldn’t place
where I knew
that scent from
but I did know
it wasn’t mine
so here comes
the sneaky part,
Cindy
are you paying
attention
I hate talking
to people
when I can’t
see their eyes”
she reaches over
and with her
fingernail
pokes holes in
the plastic bags
over Cindy’s
dead eyes
takes a little of
the packing tape
to hold the
bags in place
“that’s much better,
you know Cindy
I would kill
to have eyes
as blue as
yours,
oh wait”
she laughs
“I guess I did,
It’s a pity
I can’t keep
them,
I mean I could
but it would
be
a little hard to
explain
two beautiful
blue eyes
bobbing around
in a jar of
alcohol
on my dresser,
ok
back to my
story
so I started out
telling Rob about
a show I saw
the silent killer
carbon monoxide
and how it
kills you
in your sleep
I even started
to cry
I was so worried
about him dying
in his dreams
and didn’t stop
crying
till he promised
to let me
buy him a
smoke alarm
carbon monoxide
combo unit
for his safety
which I placed
right above his
bed”
a clear fluid
drips from Cindy’s
left eye,
“I can tell
by that look
in your eye
it’s all starting
to make sense
of course
I had no idea
who
I was going
to see
you weren’t
even
on my list
of possible
candidates
you being my
best friend
and all,
so imagine my
surprise
when I pop in
the SD card
and see you
big as life
on the screen
and the detail
from that little
camera
WOW,
you would be
impressed
the blue of
your eyes
was crystal clear
not that you
spent all that
much time
on your back
looking up,
Girl
you did a
few things
that made me
think
you were playing
twister
anyone who says
yoga
can’t improve your
life
needs to take
a look at
that clip
luckily
that 128 GB card
holds a lot
it would have
been a shame
to have rerecorded
over any of
those circus
moves of yours,
I will say one
thing about you
you were like
clockwork
your daily
drop-ins
matched up
perfectly
with my work
schedule
there is one
thing
I’ve been very
curious about”
she gets up
goes over to
the table
Cindy’s purse
is sitting on
and dumps it
out
pushing the
contents around
the table
till she finds
a bottle of
perfume,
“I just have
to know
what that
scent is,
Byredo
“Rose of No Man's Land”
“I have really
grown to
like it”
she sprays
some
on her wrists
and rubs them
together
takes a second
to breath in
the surrounding
air,
“this is going
in my line up
for sure”
she sets it
aside
and takes her
arm
and drags it
across the top
of the table
pushing
all of Cindy’s
junk
back into her
purse,
“so Cindy
let me tell
you
what I have
planned for
the rest of
the evening”
she says
as she starts
laying down a
large plastic
tarp
next to Cindy’s
body,
“I’m going to
take you
my best friend
slash
dirty bitch
to a reunion
of sorts
with my
boyfriend
or as I
affectionately
call him
the cheating
limp d--k
bastard
but not to
worry
were in no
hurry
he’ll be there
waiting
for you
at the bottom
of a deep
hole,
how I got it
dug
and him
in it
I’ll explain
to you
on the way
trust me
I guarantee
you’ll find
the story
riveting
and by it’s
end
you’ll be more
than ready
to be rolled
in
on top of
him
for all of
eternity,
I only thought
it fitting
after that
audition tape
of yours
that you take
the top spot
in the hole
I really feel
you earned it,
but before I
package you
up
I am going
to finish my
drink
and give you
a chance
to put that
beer
out of it’s
misery
so what do
do you say
a farewell
toast
to best
friends
forever”
she holds up
her glass
as if waiting
for her to
raise her beer
up to it
after a pause
and a shrug
of her shoulders
she lowers her
glass
and clicks it
against
Cindy’s beer
then finishes
her drink
in two gulps
gets up
and starts to
make another
drink
“you know what
Cindy
I can’t wait
till the drive
to tell you
about Rob’s
demise
I don’t want
to sound like
I’m bragging
but it was
pretty cool
how it all
went down”
she leaves her
glass
on the table
and walks the
bottle of CÎROC
vodka
over
and sets it
on the coaster
and starts to
slide into her
spot
next to Cindy
but stops
halfway
and goes back
to the table
picks up the
perfume
and pumps out
two short
bursts
then waves her
arms through
the pocket of
air
to defuse it
“Damn, I like
that scent”
she says
as she takes
her seat
next to Cindy
and begins
to tell
her story…
Tom Allen…02-03-2018…