Three 100 word drabbles compiled into one story

It starts with Possession and ends in Death

Possession


I felt the pressure on my back, somewhere between awake and a dream. I lay helpless, motionless, screaming in my mind, fighting with the rebellion of a stallion. It had pinned me down, weight so cold and pushing into my lungs. Heavy, menacing, it was penetrating my core. It's high C pitch screeching, burning my ears, mocking me, wild with pleasurably satanic desire. And then, it happened, nothing, emptiness so wide it made it hurt to breathe. Or perhaps it was the thing inside of me. My soul, my essence was crushed into a corner, silenced by what took over. 


Birth


I couldn't move my hand. It wrapped around the handle of the gun, gripped so tight, white knuckled flared violently. The blood was everywhere. Splattered across the walls to the ceiling, dripping from the over filled tub, the woman inside limp, arm hanging lifelessly over the side. "Drip". There was a hole in her head and parts of her brain floated in the crimson tide. I glanced to the mirror sprayed red. The smile on my face was what had changed me the most, dared me to move on. We had walked in together, separate and walked out as one.



Death


It was the one inevitable thing. The dawning of the unavoidable circumstance was upon us. We hid, ducked for cover, ran from the police till we could run no more. We did this. We killed that woman and now we must pay. But a trick was what I had not accounted for. It left me. Like a breeze on a dead, windless night. The emptiness gone, heaviness lifted. How cowardly of my friend to leave on such short notice. A grim smile tugged me silly and loneliness crept in fast. That night I was alone, dead without my other half.

Reviews

[Marcman]

dark s**t

[Sampoorna]

You write with great dark feeling!