The house was old Victorian no doubt, Vermont was Cold this time of year covered in Snow, Beautiful house, Beautiful State. Yet the snow made it seem even more worth while. It made even the Ugly things seem Beautiful. To the Right of this grand old house there was a bran Big, white, and Beautiful as the house itself. A huge fenced in paster filled with Beautiful Horses feeding on fresh hey. I Knock on the door as I'm staring out at a giant appaloosa pony, He's large no doubt this is his herd. The door opens, There stands a Young woman in her Mid 20's as I presume.
She had short choppy dark Hair that hangs over her left eye. She's not quite tall, But not short. Her curves are enough to drive a man wild. This woman catches my eye. This woman is wonderfully Beautiful. I spoke calmly “I'm Tyler Grant From the Vermont Times. A Mrs. Bruntania Called me here?” Theres is a long pause again before asking. “Are you Mrs. Bruntania?” The woman looks me over before responding. “No I'm Ms. Bruntania, Mrs. Bruntania is My mother please come in.” I Follow the woman into a sun room facing the Horse filled paster. In a old Arm Chair sits a Elderly Woman. Her white hair is short and choppy like her daughters, Her eyes are a light blue They looked old and warn. Her face is gentle and sweet, Theres a softness to it. This woman Must have been a beautiful young lady.
She looked up at me as she curved her Lips into a gentle smile as she spoke. “Mr. Grant?” Her voice was a soft as her face was kind and warming. The smile seeped onto my face before I could contain it i spoke calmly.“Mrs. Bruntania.” She nodded at a similar arm Chair in Which I sat after i was seated she spoke.“Please call me Cherry.” The womans voice made the room so warm and welcoming. I smiled again Before I could speak. “Very well Cherry, You called me here because you said you had some startling news on a 50 Year old homicide suicide case?” She nodded at another chair were her daughter took a seat eager to hear what her mother had to say about the old murder suicide case. “Mr. Grant you have your pad and paper I presume. Your going to want to right this story down.” She settled her blue eyes on me. I nodded and held up my laptop. “I'll be using this.” She nodded and waited for me to open it and get ready. “Please quote my Every word.” I nodded again to signal her to start. She smiled. “We'll be talking about the homicide of a Ms. Hope Trollop, and the suicide of a Mr. Will Creed.” I looked up at her. “I know that case He rubbed poison on the outside of the condom, She Extracted it during Oral Sex and died. He than committed suicide.” She Smiled and nodded. “Thats the case.” I looked from her daughter to her with a confused look. “What startling news could you possibly have on a closed case?” She laughed slightly and wiped all emotion from her face looking at me directly. “I Murdered both Mr. Creed, and Ms. trollop.”
There was a hush over the room. As her emotionless face turned to happiness and pride. Her daughters face was in shear terror and disbelief. I was the first to speak. “This isn't the time for a joke Cherry.” She looked up at me with anger flushed across her face. The woman half yelled. “I Murdered them both and if you'll hush young man I'll tell you how and why.” The room fell silent as she Began again.
“I was 17 when I first met Will. We started talking through E-mail than text. He was a handsome man. Young thin fit. He was in the army he wasn't quite tall, but he was tall enough. I Remember when i first seen him on our first date i walked up to a man thin and built. His eyes were what caught me. They were blue, the most Beautiful Blue I'd ever seen. There shape was perfect and the color to match. Our first date ended in a lustful night of Two Teenagers exploring each others body.”
“We continued seeing each other for a month before he got word that he was being deployed to war That April. We spent the night before he was to leave together. Dealing with his deployment was difficult. Constant worry. Wondering if he was safe if he was okay. What would become of him. Five months after his deployment I've let go realizing it's best this way. There were other men. They came and went. None could make me feel the way he had. It was August when he contacted me telling me he would be home in September and that he would like to date me again. He stopped Talking to me again i found another man i thought my feelings for this man were strong and they were a month passed with no word from Will A second month came and went. Late October he contacted me again and my feelings from this other man drifted away and once again I only wanted Will.”
“Late December of 2010 We met again. He came over and spent the night. The night he slept in my bed Was the best night i could Imagen. He was so close to me. He left the 23rd and went home to his family the night after he left my bed seemed so empty my heart to i cried that night until no more tears would come and i drifted to sleep. “
I Couldn't help but Cut into the Elder womans' Story. “You loved this man Didn't you, You fell In love with Mr. Cheats?” The womans eye's Filled with such sorrow I wanted to brake down and cry. I silent tear slid Down her Cheek as she nodded and looked up at me. She spoke slowly holding back tears.“Yes I Fell in love with Will.” She smiled. Her daughter spoke for the first time since we've been in the room.“Mother you loved another man other than father, But if you loved this man you couldn't have killed him right? It's just a big joke right?” Her daughter was waiting for an answer when she just picked up the story.
“He came back over after Christmas. Everything seemed normal until his second night in my Bed. His phone rang twice I was about to roll over when He answered it. “HELLO?” he paused. “WHY ARE YOU CALLING WHILE I'M HERE?” Another pause this time longer. “I TOLD YOU BABY SHE'S JUST A FRIEND YOU HAVE NO NEED TO WORRY I'LL BE BACK IN YOUR BED TOMORROW I PROMISE.” yet again a pause. “YES BABY I HAVE TO GO BEFORE I WAKE HER ... YES I LOVE YOU TOO BABY ... YES FOREVER AND EVER BABE.” He hung up the phone and curled up to me like nothing happened. That night I cried trying to keep my tears to a minimum. So he would not wake and ask whats wrong. I woke early the next morning so I could get out of that bed with him. I took his phone and jotted down the number that called last night and the name he had written “HOPEY BABY <3”
There was such horrid sorrow flooding over her face as I seen her tear covered cheeks. “You loved him, But he was cheating?” She nodded swallowing back what was probably more horrid tears. Her voice came out heart broken and Shaky now. “Yes I would have died for this man and he was sharing his bed with another woman telling her those words I longed to hear.” her face softened. “Mom I'm so sorry you must have been heart Broken.” She shook her head. “No such thing my dear child only anger and hate filled me.” Her daughter looked at me than to her elder mother with a face flushed in anger and despise. “If i ever needed a reason to hate men. I have it now.” Her mother touched her cheek with a gentle shaking hand. “Bear men no hate little sweet.” Her Daughter jumped at those words. “Mother he broke your heart!” Her mother just laughed. “And yet I Still love that man with my entire being.” Shock over took us both this woman just said she murdered him now she says she still loves him?!?
“The next day i acted as though nothing was wrong I kissed his gentle lips held him close shed fake tears when he drove away. The hate i felt was not for him, But the tramp that he was seeing. I researched the number and to my dismay I found who it belonged to an old Friend whom had sex with every Boyfriend I've ever had. Now my Hate turned to utter despise. I Longed for a chance at revenge. Will Came back over the day before he was to leave for war a second time. This time he made me promise to get my G.E.D and get into collage. I Promised him those things not cause i had to But Because it would better myself. So Time passed slowly and i kept my promises to Will. I got into collage my major was RN practice which I later Continued to become a obstetrician Doctor. But as the years passed i slowly thought of a plot to get back at this whore for sleeping with yet another man I Wanted. The Plan surprised me at first but grew on me slowly. I Was going to murder her. But how was i to get away with it. I Took up a Minor in Forensic Science. I learned all i had to.”
Cherry's Face Was now Twisted with pride. “You learned how to Kill a man With out leaving any Forensic Trace of murder.” My voice shook with shock as I spoke. Her daughters Face was Twisted with a mix of fear and Sympathy. “Mom You Were planing premeditated murder!?” Her Mother nodded.
“Eight years in the planing I mapped out every detail Collecting what I needed making the tools i was going to use were to pull it off when finally Ten Years after I Started planning this I decided it was time to act. The Night before my Ron devious The other woman called again Perfect play on things. I rolled over after he hung up shocked. “WHO WAS THAT WILL?” he stuttered to find and answer. “MY MOTHER DID I WAKE YOU BABY?” I laughed “NO I WAS AWAKE AND HEARD EVERYTHING YOU SAID YOU LIEING CHEATING JERK!” at that note i drove a sedative coated Knitting needle into the main vein in his upper right thigh. He passed out and I made my move I tied him and put him in the car and Drove to her house waiting just outside her home until he woke. He began to panic knowing something was up. “HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN?” he stammered on the words. “TEN YEARS.” I spoke dryly and made the call. she answered almost immediately. “ BABY WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO CALL ME I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!” my voice was dry and steely. “HELLO HOPE.” there was a pause. “WHO IS THIS?” i answered her indirectly. “WILL IS YOUR BOYFRIEND RIGHT?” another pause as though she thought she knew my voice. “YES?” I laughed. “GOOD I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW WHAT KINDA GUY YOU'VE GOT HERE. I FUCKED YOUR BOYFRIEND LAST NIGHT AND I HAVE BEEN FOR TEN YEARS NOW. HE'S PLAYIED BOTH ME AND YOU.” there was a short pause and she spoke in a frantic tone she was panicking. “WHO THE HELL IS THIS!?!” I could no longer hold back laughter. “ NOW HOPE HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR DEAR OLD FRIEND AFTER ALL YOU'VE SLEPT WITH EVERY MAN I'VE BEEN WITH NOW FOR 15 YEARS.” the pause was deadly and she gasped as one word come over the phone my name. “cherry.” Laughter busted out of my chest as i spoke.“SO CLEVER BUT YOUR SKANKING DAYS ARE OVER THIS ONE MAN HAPPENES TO BE THE MAN I LOVE AND YOU ARE GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF HIM.” she started crying begging me not to hurt him. as i spoke in a dead tone. “AND YOU.” i was now out side her door she burst out of the house straight into my fist knocking her out.”
I was drawn into this story it was like something from the films. I was dyeing to hear how she pulled it off. Her daughter yelled out. “mother please this is terrible please tell me it's not true!?!” her mother just spoke again.
“ I got a hotel room earlier in Wills name to cover any track i couldn't let anything lead to me. I got both into the room and started setting things up locking the door. I set Will on the bed leaving my prints on only him. i put hope at the end of the bed. i waited till they both came to. they looked panicked. They started asking why. I gave them the pleaser of know why they were going to die. “Will.” I spoke to him. “I love you I mean I've truly fallen in Love with you, Ten years ago I Woke to your phone ringing i was about to wake you but you answered it and i heard your side of the conversation. I woke early to look at the number and name of the caller. It was a woman. I was heart broken that you were telling another woman the words I longed to say to you, I've never said I loved you out loud for i know it would not be returned. From that night on I planned this Murder. The Murder of both of you.” He started to beg and plea for his life swearing he loved me that she was nothing just a affair that if i took her life he wouldn't tell a soul. I turned to the woman in the room. “Hope. Do you make it a habit to sleep with every man i have feelings for or is it just a spontaneous thought?” I gave her no time ti answer. “This time you bit off more than you can chew 15 years of this and you chose the one man i truly love to fuck. I Hated you before this, But when i found out about you and Will I realized you had to die. By sleeping with him you handed your life over to me.” they both watched me intently as i hooked my computer up to the main frame of there security camera system. I than began to take out my tools I slipped on two gloves made out of imitated human flesh Will was the one to realize they weren't normal gloves. “W-What are those?” I smiled and walked over to him showing him my hands palm up. “ These are gloves I've made they contain your palm print your finger prints. My body heat will heat up the material the glove is made out of and the natural oils the human body make are identical from human to human so my oils will seep through.” Shock slid over his face. “Your going to frame me for her murder!” his voice cracked. i spoke calmly. “Not quite.” I began to take out test tubes of liquid. “These are bodily fluids from you Will.” He watched as i spoke. “Your spit, Semen.” The last tube filled with a purple Fluid. i smiled at it. “ This one is a home made poison made from items i found in your house.” My next tools a condom, Ball gag. My knife was the one I had bough Will for Christmas ten years ago. I began to put things into place I stripped both victims. I began my plot.”
I Couldn't believe what i was hearing this woman was a genus she could have killed any one and got away with it, But why?Why would she tell now? “Cherry Why are you confusing now?” she looked at me and somewhere deep in her gaze i seem a flicker of that young girl she was. driven by rage and passion for a man whom cheated on her. she truly did still love this man. “You can see I'm a grand old lady now. I'm on my death bed it won't be long before i pass and as i said before i still love Will.” She sighed and her eyes flickered with Memories of the man she truly loved not memories of his murder, But memories of her and Him being together. “I have to set him free and clear his name. People think he's a killer and on my death bed out of the love in my heart I'm going to set him free.” Her daughter was now in tears. “Mother in setting him free you will condemn yourself as.” Her mother held a hand up to stop her and waved off her last few words. “As What child as a Killer, Thats what I am I murdered two.” She Picked up her story.
“I Started out by putting rubber gloves on my hands so Wills Prints would be on the inside. I Than Rubbed Poison and the lubricant from the condom on the ball gag. I than gaged Hope. Leavening her to ingest the Poison and lubricant. I than had to get Will hard to put the condom on. I Rubbed down the outside with the poison and took off the gloves throwing them away covering them with trash as if to hide them making sure to leave Wills Prints all over the crime scene I Than removed the Condom From Will and Placed the Semen that I've kept warm inside. I Than threw that away and went back to work touching Hope all over making it seem like they had sex. I than took another tool out it was prints made from Wills' Lips a spit guard attached I placed them over my lips and coated them in will saliva and began kissing Hope Leavening Saliva on her from Will after that was done I put my tools in a bag one of Wills. I sat and waited.”
My passion for this story grew I had so many thoughts running through my head I had to ask. “Your brilliant you devised a way to frame Will Leaving no Trace that you where there.” Her daughter was in tears Whispering to her self how this was all a Lie a cruel joke. That it wasn't true. I couldn't blame her at first sight no one would believe this woman to be a killer. And even in her death bed her wish was to set the man she loves free of his tarnished name.
“Hope begin to gag and spit. She gurgled and made sick gasping noises. I walked over and Took out the gag. The poison took it's course she was dyeing. She clawed and Grabbed at her throat. It took five minutes for the woman to fall dead. I watched every moment. Will did as well he Began to beg and plea again saying she was gone now we could be together that he loved me. His words made me pause as he spoke of things I wanted with him that I drempt of having with him. Marriage family. The things I longed for he was finally saying. But i Knew he was only saying them to save his ass. He was clinging to his life with words he knew would strike me hard. I Flipped open the Knife and walked over to him. Oh how I wanted to kiss him dearly. I could not one trace of my Saliva would give me away. I Touched his cheek with his own prints I wiped away his soulful tears as he jutted his chin out and offered his throat to me knowing what was coming. I took a deep breath and dug the blade in deep and drug it across his throat he made a sick choking noise as his blood spilt onto himself and the bed i placed the blade in his upturned hand and walked to the bag I packed up my things and when to the computer editing it so i was in none of the films. There was no proof i was there. I Walked out and completed my plot. I drove to the stream Out by the old Ice cream stand and mapped out the deepest part tided six Bricks to the bag and threw it in. It still lays there with all my murder weapons in it.”
Silence hit the room. her daughter spoke. “Mother you killed him ... You really killed him.” Her mother nodded. “Who am i suppose to hate if not him for cheating?” Her mother cupped her chin and spoke softly. “Hate me I am the killer not him.” Her daughter broke down. i spoke next. “ The cops will be here tomorrow after getting the evidence you know that right?” She nodded. I Shook her hand gave her daughter a comforting grip on the shoulder and left quietly as i came to print my story.
The next day the Bag was recovered revealing the story she told was the truth. We drove to the old Victorian home Where there were cars parked all over the place the Police made there way in to the home in to the room were she was sitting yesterday. There was the old woman Sitting in her old armed chair staring out at her horse filled paster. something seemed off the mood in the room was different from the day before the police made there way to the woman. They put there hand on her shoulder. Her head dropped. From my stance it looked as though she was accepting her fate. But i soon realized. The woman sat there in her arm chair Dead. Her daughter came up to me and spoke. “She came here sometime last night. She sat to look at her life's work one last time she died in her sleep.” Sorrow filled my heart. This Woman was not a killer But a lover.
Here I stand two years later at her head stone. I'm now married to her daughter. Her head stone reads a proper last words for her.
Cherry A. Bruntania
October 18th , 1992 to
December 25th , 2070
She was a lover
Not a Fighter
“The Truth Shall Set thy Free”
