In My World
Danny was supremely distracted that day. The pictures that the private investigator produced the night before startled him to bits, even though he was fully prepared for this shocking revelation.
Danny fell asleep the night before, still clutching those damned photographs. What seemed a perfect love after all did not evolved the way it was always supposed to be. The last thing on his mind was the thousands already spent on his wedding ceremony.
Family and friends, eagerly anticipating Danny's big day lingered languidly within his head. How was he suppose to break the news? Danny mused to himself, oblivious to the ongoings of the world around him.
Trevor, noticing the sudden demise of Danny's usually bubbly and cheery disposition forced him to take the day off. Danny nodded without looking at his boss, without batting an eyelid. Just a cold sordid stare into emptiness.
Danny trudged along the walkway and out into the monsoon rain. He paced swiftly, taking long aimless strides, drenched to the bone with heavy thoughts. Danny had exactly an inkling where he was going, and he just knew he had to keep on walking. It made him feel alive, for whatever soul that was still left in him.
Norma's house was just around the corner. Danny rubbed his hands together and took a deep breath. He buried his hands into his front cardigan pocket as he quickened his steps and turned into the slip road.
Norma's pristine white Beetle was parked by the stairway of her brownstone house. Danny reminisced the heated embrace that took place at the back seat of that very same car. Obviously, he wasn't the only one that ruled the back seat all this while.
Danny trotted up the stairs and ringed the bell. His right hand gripped firmly onto the handle of his Smith & Wesson. He pulled back the lever with his thumb and slowly placed his forefinger onto the trigger guard.
"Danny! Oh my god...you're drenched! Whatever were you thinking my love? It must be what zero degrees out here? Come in...let me make you feel comfortable", Norma pulled her fiance in without a trace of guilty conscience.
"Let me make you feel comfortable?", Danny gritted his teeth while Norma's last words replayed in his head. "Let me take you on a trip", Danny heaved silently. "Let me take you into my world of hurt feelings", Danny heaved psychotically.
