Carmen looked at me, hungry I could see it on her. Her eyes red glassy, her lips so full and wet glistening; she was smiling despite how weird this was…

“What….?”

“This night it’s going to be sad for me when it ends….”

“Why?”

“Shane…..never mind…let’s go…. “

The roof had a padlock on it. She wanted me to break it. To see if I was strong enough. I walked up to it thinking if I failed she would think I was weak. I didn’t want her thinking I was weak. So with all my muscle I broke it off and took the door with it.

She laughed. And I felt stupid

She leaned over and kissed me. Thank god we could still kiss. I cut my tongue a little to give her a little jolt so she would kiss me longer. We stood in the broken door way just kissing. Licked lips, lined red we made out way down the stairs.

I could feel the heat of the home. I could feel the heat that came from the people inside. The soft snores, the inhale/exhale of their deep sleep. It felt wrong to do this to kill them in their sleep. Morals that was a hell of a time to think conscience.

We walked soundless on the soft carpet. Past the room where the children slept, past the dog who did not notice our presence. To the master bedroom where the mother and father slept.

The mother blonde, the father blonde. They had a look of worry on their faces. Almost as if the fell asleep mid argument. I looked around the room to see things astray, broken vase, spilt wine…maybe blood. With no effort at all Carmen lifted the man by his throat. Her hand clamped tight over his mouth, so all you could see were his eyes bulging out of his face in shock or maybe even outrage. His labored breathing….was making me numb.

Carmen motioned for me to grab the woman. So I do. I grab her by the neck just the way I saw Carmen do a second earlier. Hand tight over her mouth I could feel her scream, feel her teeth against my hand, biting trying to get away. Carmen whispered….so soft they barely heard her, I heard her loud and clear.