My Love Burns Birght

The smoke clears and all I can see is ash and charred wooden beams. I fell to my knees at the sight, too stunned to even cry. How, how did it come to this all I wanted for was him to love me and only me. For him to see that I was what was best for him. I stare out to the now dark street and see him standing there holding her and looking at me, no he wasn’t looking at me he was looking through me. Tears fill my eyes as I remember how the night started. I had come to this house, her house to give her one last warning. Matthew was mine and I wouldn’t let anyone steal him away from me. I banged on the wooden door demanding for Sheri to open it, she opened the door slowly and stood there with a smirk on her face.

" Macy, what are doing at my house in the middle of the night?” I stepped up, standing now eye to eye with her. " This is my last warning, leave Matthew alone. He loves me and we are going to be together forever, not even death will separate us.” Her smirk faded and she tilted her head in confusion. " You’re truly are as delusion as he says you are.” Rage filled me at those words. Lies, shes speaking lies trying to hurt me, trying to make me let go of him so she can steal him away. Matthew would never say such a thing, never. I squeezed my head in hands trying to sort my thoughts. Looking up into her eyes I lunged towards her pushing her into the house and slamming the door shut with my foot. She fell backwards onto the ground . I moved to kick her but she grabbed my foot causing me to fall back against the closed door. As she scrambled to get up, I lunged again seizing her hair in my hands and began dragging her kicking and screaming towards the middle of the house.

“ My Matthew loves me, he would never say something so horrible about me never.” As I dragged her through the house she kicked over candle she had been burning on her coffee table. My thoughts were so focused on Matthew and how he could betray me with this awful woman, I didn’t notice the sofa catch on fire. She had a basement I would throw her down there and tie her up for a couple of days. Just until I had the chance to truly make Matthew understand that we are truly meant to be together and that he is mine and mine alone. “Macy, macy please stop. Look, look my house is on fire.” As I reached the door the basement door that is when I saw the growing flames. Perfect, I will get rid of her for good and it can all look like an accident. Then I can simply comfort Matthew and then he will see for sure, yes that’s it. " Ha, do you see? even God is on my side. This fire is divine punishment for someone who is trying to take something that is not theirs.” As I released one hand to open the door, She took the chance to try and get to her feet, but all it did was knock us both down the stairs.

I awoke to the sound of sirens and a smoke filled room. For a moment panic gripped me, had I gotten myself trapped in the burning house. The smoke was thick and I was finding it hard breathe , Where was Sheri? “Sheri, Sheri where are you?” nothing just the sounds of sirens and the roar of the fire tearing through the wood above. Did she make it back upstairs before I woke up? I tried crawling around reaching out my hand trying to feel for a body, completely blinded by the smoke. No, no she must be down here. She is the one who is suppose to die in this burning house not me. My life is not meant to end this way. Giving up, I start feeling my way to the stairs. If there are sirens outside then surely Matthew is here and he will save me, yes I just have to get up the stairs and Matthew will save me. As my hand found the bottom step there was a loud crack and the wood beams above snapped and the top floor crashed down around me and everything went dark.

The smoke clears and all I can see is ash and charred wooden beams scattered around me. Above is a clear dark sky filled with twinkling stars like little fireflies in the sky. The moon is full and bright, hanging like a torch in the sky a beacon calling me to follow. I fall to my knees at the sight of everything, too stunned to even cry. An unusual sense of calm seems to wrap around me. I look out to the now dark street and see him standing there holding her tightly in his arms as she trembled and cry. He stood looking at me, no he wasn’t looking at me, he was looking through me. A mix of anger and sadness in his eyes. Movement next to me caused me to turn and see two fire man carrying out my lifeless body from the rubble. I fell my knees, tears streaming down as my mind raced. No, no I’m not dead this can’t be. I watched as Matthew closed his eyes as they passed him with my body. He couldn’t even look at me, was my death so heartbreaking he couldn’t bear to see me.

I will not leave him, I can see he needs me. A soft breeze causes a burnt and tattered picture to dance across the yard landing at Matthews feet. It was the picture that I always carried in my pocket everywhere I went. The picture of him and I arm and arm when we were little both with the biggest smiles. I watched as he bent down and picked up the picture and starred hard at it. Once again he looked up his gaze seemly meeting mine and crumpled the picture in his hand, shaking his head. “Foolish girl,” the words were soft and low but I could hear the love in them. Yes, I was foolish, I should have been more careful, but now I can be next to my love forever.