The Night
Suddenly I was awakened in the middle of the night. The
moonlight was shimmering on my pallid face. Slowly I get off from my concrete
bed and tiptoed silently to the window. I could feel the cool breeze of the
night touching gently to my cheeks and there was a sound of dried leaves
collided with each other in every slight breeze of the wind but weirdly there
was no sound of crickets that can be heard. It caused the night seemed very
eerie and had really made me goosebumps. I look towards the infinite view in
the blackness of the night which seemed to be what I felt right now. The sorrow
in my soul and the unforgiveable mistake that I ever done. A mistake that
haunted me for years. A cause to my
every nightmare..
That day, the Sun shone brightly
with its light caused me felt scorching hot. I was on a luxurious cruise with
my fiancée, Jack. We were heading to Sipadan Island attend a birthday party of
my bestfriend whom was Amanda. As I was still on the cruise, I look behind me
to see the view of the blue sea which seemed to stretch forever with no
horizon. The crystal clear water was splashing as the cruise went by. The
journey to the Sipadan Island was very a scene to behold.
Soon, we
arrived at the port and Amanda was waiting for us patiently but I could see a
slight of uneasy gaze hidden behind her blue eyes when she saw Jack and I were
approaching her hand by hand. Yes, Amanda and I were bestfriends who had a lot
of similarities including fallen in love with the same person but I was luckier
as Jack chose me instead of her with no doubt. Maybe. So, if Amanda felt
jealous towards us, I would feel no worries at all as soon Jack would be mine
forever.
Later, a luxurious limousine parked
infront of us. I was stunned to see it but I was not shocked at all as I knew
Amanda was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. It took us for about thirty
minutes to arrive at her villa as it was not a stone’s threw away from the
port. It was located on a hill in the middle of the island. From below, I could
see a picturesque manor stood full of mighty, showing its solidity and also
very mysterious. A villa that had altered my life violently. A turning point
towards everything that had happened to me. Destruction.
That night, the party had started. I
was stepping out from Amanda’s cozy room which was opposite to Jack’s room.
Amanda was so generous for sharing her room with me. I wore a Jimmy Choo heels
and was paired with an exclusively Vera Wang dress. My limited edition of
Chanel bag was glimmering like a diamond. Suddenly an attractive man with his
Le Monsieur suit had caught my attention. He walked confidently to me and
kissed my hand gently. We went downstairs together and joined the party. We did
waltz in the middle of the ball. Sometimes we changed our dance steps into salsa
and others to get along with the music. We became the most glamorous couple on
the event.
Soon after we had enough of waltz
and salsa, we stopped to rest. Feeling exhausted, we went to a luxurious
Lorenzo table by the edge of the party to get some privacy between me and him.
It had been so long that we had not having our time together because of our
hectic life in city. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I thought it
was the best moment for us to fill in with romantic time together. Then, a waiter
was wearing a tuxedo served us a glass of wine with some lovely pavlova. The
taste was marvellous. Pavlova was one of Jack’s favourite dessert and I was
wondering if this was a plan of Amanda to allure Jack’s heart but I tried not
to think of it and said to myself that maybe it was just a coincidence.
As I was trying to indulge myself,
Amanda was approaching us with her cat-walk style. She was so gorgeous with her
vintage make-up, black La Femme dress and an elegant Gucci clutch bag. She
invited Jack to dance with her. Suddenly, a deadly silence was filling our
atmosphere. Jack was looking into my intriguing greenish eyes as if he wanted
some sort of permission from me. I was dumbfounded. My mouth was shutting and
opening like a goldfish. But then I thought that Jack would never deceive me,
so I said “Go Jack”. I forced myself to create a smile but I know it was only
looks fake. Really look plastic.
Then, Jack and Amanda did waltz in
the party. They look like a couple then. Jack did waltz a good as Fred Astaire
meanwhile Amanda waltz gracefully like Audrey Hepburn. But the one who should
be Audrey Hepburn was me and not her! My jealous accent were mushrooming in my
heart. My blood were boiling hot. My hands were shaking in anger. My eyes were
burning red and splashing a wild fire in it. I gulped the wine as if I tried to
gulp my own wrath. No! I could not bear to seem them anymore. The more I
observed them, the more my jealousy governing my heart. Harshly, I stood up
from the sofa that once really comforted me but after seeing them, it made me
suffocated. So, I climbed up the stairs and headed to the Amanda’s room when
the party was reaching its climax.
Suddenly I was awakened. The clock
was showing 3 o’clock in the morning. The pendulum was moving uniformly which
had created a sound of ‘tick-tock’ in the silence of the dawn. I look beside me
on the bed but Amanda was not there. Where were she? “Amanda?”. There was no
answer. I curious to know where were she by this 3 a.m. It was impossible if
she was still downstairs having a party that had not finished. So, I stepped
out from the room and found that Jack’s room was ajar. My heartbeat were
beating hardly and my veins seemed to burst out my blood. As cunning as a
mouse, silently I moved into the room and I heard two voices were whispering.
The smell of Swarovski perfume were filling the room and it was Amanda’s
favourite perfume that she usually wear. I switched on the light and saw Jack
and Amanda were on the floor and looking at me with surprised. As the proverb
said, curiosity killed the cat but now it had killed me from the inside.
I was standing in front of them,
feeling stupefied and anger at the same time. My heart was aching hurt. My
hands were trembling. Anger had taken controlled of my mind. Without any far
ado, I ran toward Amanda and slapped her continuously. In order to defend
herself, she pushed me hard until I was hitting my head to the cupboard nearby.
The vase on the cupboard had loses its stability hence, it stumbled on the
floor and broken into pieces. For sure, the vase was expensive. But who cares
right now? So, I took the biggest piece of it and aimed it to Amanda’s neck.
Jack was trying to save her by pushing Amanda away and suddenly I was stabbed
Jack’s neck inadvertently meanwhile Amanda’s head was hitting too hard on the
edge of square, glass table. Blood were splitting on the floor. It was not what
it supposed to be. I just wanted to warn them and not killed them. I did not
mean it. I was glued on the floor and crying continuously. Hysterically, I
screamed “How could you do this to me? I love you!”.
Now, here I am in the prison waiting
for my punishment and regretting for my own mistake. But still, guilty remained
guilty and a murderer will never be executed from their own deed. So am I. I
would be hung to death. Yes, it was a mandatory because I am not insane when I
killed them. If I knew that Jack and Amanda were not having any affair. If I
knew that they were only discussing a great birthday party for me. If I knew
that Jack planned to propose me during that day and if I could encounter my
jealousy well, maybe the three of us would never had to face this dead end that
I had created of my own. That night was the most haunted memory ever in my life
which always whispered cruelly to my ears and kept reminding me on the decision
that I regret the most.
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