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Anna was married to James, a raging alcoholic, and was held in an abusive relationship for several years. Even though the daily emotional exploitation was traumatic, she had accepted her fate and continued to live with her husband who was always apologetic for his dreadful actions upon returning to his senses.

On a fateful night, James brought home Stella – a club dancer with whom he was involved in an extramarital affair, leaving Anna devastated. However, a nightmare turned to reality for Anna and James when they found Stella murdered in their bathroom the next morning.

This story of emotions, lust, betrayal, suspicion, and suspense which revolves around Stella’s murder also reveals yet another shocking truth towards the end.

 

Part 1

 

It was a quiet balmy evening. The sun had splattered its colours across the blue and was about to set, giving way to the stars which slowly began to emerge in the dark. This serene aura captivated Anna who was lost in some unknown thoughts. She looked pale and depressed as if struggling to pacify the turmoil of feelings in her heart. The clock struck seven. Anna returned to her senses and she quickened her steps to the kitchen. James could be home at any moment. He’d be very upset if dinner was not ready.

Anna and James had met in a pub. They dated for a year before they decided to tie a knot. Married for nine years now, their relationship had seen all highs and lows. It had also been on the verge of breakdown many times owing to several ill habits of James. He had become a raging alcoholic and a drug addict and was also an accused in a robbery case once. When drunk, he was not just insensitive with words but also abused Anna physically. Their neighbours usually heard her screams in the perpetual silence of the dark nights. However, James apologized each time from the very core of his heart the next day when he got back to his senses, which held Anna from divorcing him. Anna had no family except James. She didn’t have the courage to bear the burden of a broken marriage. She had lost all confidence in herself and was awaiting some miracle that would change her life.

The night when she was hastily preparing dinner, she heard some footsteps in the living room. It seemed that someone had entered her house, someone other than James. She cautiously walked out of the kitchen holding a knife in her hand.
“Who is there?” she said in a confined tone when suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and forcefully shut her mouth tight with a masculine palm. She couldn’t see his face. Anna was terrified. She tried swaying the knife but dropped it instead.
“Hey, my love..” It was James! He smelled of alcohol from head to toe. As Anna struggled to set herself free, she saw a lady walking towards her – a tall blonde, wearing a sleek red dress that ended much above her thighs, revealing her cleavage and all the curves. She drew herself close to Anna and puffed the smoke of a cigarette over her face.

 

Part 2

She was Stella, the woman with whom James was having an extramarital love affair. She was a dancer in the Red Queen’s Club in one of the most infamous lanes of the town and often dated men with a fortune. It was quite unlikely to her to date a man like James.
James slipped his body close to Stella and lustily locked lips with her. Anna was petrified!
“James, what are you doing?” she said in an almost choked voice.
“Get off you bitch!” he pushed her back and started to kiss Stella’s neck.
Anna couldn’t bear the sight and locked herself in the kitchen. She ran out of breath as she cried bitterly. Her face was covered with tears and clothes were soaked in sweat. Gradually, her body became numb and she became unconscious.
She regained consciousness when a sharp streak of sunlight made its way to her eyes piercing her lashes the next morning. She felt extremely weak, old and weary. She stood up taking the support of a nearby table and opened the door to the living room as silently as she could. She heard James snoring but Stella was nowhere to be seen.

“Maybe she left”, thought Anna and made her way to the washroom. As she rolled up the curtains of the bathtub, she screamed with horror. Stella was lying there, her body dripped in blood. James woke up to her wails and came running to find the walls stained red.
“You bitch! You killed her!”
“No James, I don’t know…I really don’t know. Please believe me!”
“I’ll call the cops and get you hanged…!”
“Please don’t…” she stammered, “If you call the police then you too will be arrested as you’re drenched with alcohol and you brought her here.”
James pulled her hair roughly, “You think you can threaten me with your crime?”
“Do you really think I can do this? Please let go of me…”
James looked into her eyes and sat down holding his head between his palms. Anna went close to him, still scared. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked, “James what happened last night? You…you didn’t do it right?”
“No”, he yelled back.
“I believe you James, but we have to find a way out of this together.”
Even though he had made her life worse than hell and there were all the possibilities of him being reckless, Anna knew he wasn’t a killer.
“Look at me, James. We haven’t done this, so we shouldn’t be scared. We must call the police and tell them everything. I see no other way out.”
James busted into tears, “I am sorry Anna…I am so sorry. It’s entirely my fault. My evil deeds, my sins brought me to this situation. I have always been unjust with you. God will never forgive me. I am sorry…please forgive me if you can…”
Anna sensed that he was remorseful. She held him in her arms.
“We don’t have time for this James. Let’s call the police.”
“No! Calling the cops means calling our death. Let’s burn the body, or bury it!”
“What are you saying, James! That’s not right and God forbid if someone finds us doing that then we shall surely be convicted of the crime that we did not commit.”
“Anna, you listen to what I say.” He was aggressive again. “Get me a rug sack from the storeroom,” James demanded.
Anna was scared and also unsure if the truth would actually save them. She did as James commanded. He wrapped Stella’s body in the rug and tied it with a long string securing it tightly with knots at three different places. Anna stepped out of the house silently, to check if no one was around, then signalled to James, who carried Stella’s body and placed it in the backseat of the car. They quickly got in and drove straight to the nearby woods, burnt the dead-body and drove back. Guilt and fear captivated their senses making them imagine the nastiest consequences of their action.
Next morning, Anna tried to involve herself in the regular routine. She went up to James, who still sat on the same couch motionless.
“I have prepared the breakfast.”
James gave her a strange look.
“Why are you looking at me that way? Things that happened last night are gone, forget about it. Your unusual behaviour will create suspicion.”
James nodded.
Three days passed. Anna and James continued to act normal when there was a sudden knock at the door. Taking a deep breath, Anna moved to check and saw two policemen standing there
“Yes, officer?” she was calm.
“We are looking for Mr. James Lobo, is he at home?” asked one of the officers.
“I am James, officer. Please come in.” James uttered from behind.
“We are here to inquire about Ms. Stella, the dancer from the Red Queen’s Club. The club owner has reported that she’s gone missing. During our investigation, we found that she was last seen with you outside his club.”
“She was with me but left our home early morning the next day, right Anna?”
“So Ms. Anna, you too were present at home when he brought in Ms. Stella?”
Looking down with shame, Anna responded, “Yes officer, I was at home.”
“That’s interesting. Anyway, you both will have to come with us to the police station.”
“Why officer? We are nowhere related to Stella’s murder…I mean…her missing!” Anna panicked.
“What did you say? How do you know that she is murdered?” said one of the cops with brown hair and a light beard.
“No…nothing officer; she just picked the wrong word I guess”, James slipped in her defence.
“Well, Mr. James she is right. Ms. Stella has been murdered! We found her body, half-burned in the nearby forest yesterday and now we see that you two are aware of it and probably have a role in her killing.”

Anna broke down.

“We should have told them about it, James! Officer, yes it’s true. We found her dead in the bathtub three days ago.” said she pointing towards the bathroom. “We were too scared to inform the authorities about it, who would have certainly doubted our innocence. So the easiest way for us was to get rid of the body. Please believe us officer; we have nothing to do with her murder.”
“You found her dead in your bathroom, didn’t inform the authorities and also did not bother to know who else would have walked into your house in the middle of the night and killed the lady and rubbed out all the evidence? Does that prove your innocence? Please walk with us.”

 

Part 3

James and Anna were brought to the police station where they were being interrogated separately in a dimly lit chamber and their statements were getting recorded. James looked dull and traumatized.
“Your records say that you are a drug addict and alcoholic. You thrash your wife often and were also accused of robbery once. Professionally, you were never in good terms with your colleagues. It’s quite possible that you killed Stella the night you brought her to sleep with you.” asked a policeman.
“It’s not true! Yes, I was drunk that night and slept with her. But the next morning I was alarmed by Anna’s screams, she saw her dead in the bathroom.” replied James in an assertive tone.
“Where was your wife while you were with Stella?”
“She was hurt by my behaviour and locked herself in the kitchen. I regret being ruthless to her!”
“Is there any chance that your wife committed this crime?”
“That cannot be the truth, officer. I have known her for a lifetime now. She has stood by me in spite of all the tortures and torments I have brought to her. Anna is a lady of patience and courage; she would rather kill herself before taking someone else’s life.” James looked guilty.
“OK. Then you tell me who else besides Anna killed Stella?”
“I would have told you much earlier if I knew who did it.”
“You statements are not convincing. Take him and bring his wife in.” commanded the interrogating officer.
As Anna walked into the room, she portrayed a different kind of confidence with her body language. She looked at the red-lit dot on the camera and blinked her eyes a few times. She had closed her fist tight and looked straight into the officer’s eyes as she sat.
“So Ms. Anna, what happened that night?” asked the cop.
“I have said what I had to.”
“I would want to hear it again. Where were you when Stella was being murdered?”
She looked down and began to murmur in a mild voice, “James brought her to my house. He slept with her. He has been cheating on me for years. He has always been like this.” Anna smiled sadly. “But even though he sleeps around with many females, he loves me. He always apologizes, says sorry, weeps and then repeats. I keep forgiving him.” She tapped the table constantly with her fist as she spoke.
“Come to the point! Where were you when Stella was murdered?” the cop asked in a firm voice.
She stopped tapping at once, looked up at his face and with the same mild smile with which she spoke, responded, “In the bathroom, with her!”

“What? You killed Stella?” Before the cop could finish, she jumped from her seat on the table and stabbed his eye with a tiny nail which she had been carrying in her fist and yelled,” Yes I killed the whore, I killed her, I murdered the bitch!”
Soon other policemen rushed in and caught hold of her as she kept screaming. The injured cop was rushed to the hospital.

A week later, Anna was diagnosed as mentally unstable and shifted to a mental asylum. Few days passed. The doctors at the shelter wanted to meet James and discuss Anna’s condition. The cops were also present to witness the situation.
“James, what you kept doing to your wife is unpardonable. Each time you hurt her, you wounded her deep. Yet she forgave you when you apologized, but you didn’t give up your vices. She suppressed her feelings for your sake and gradually these episodes kept accumulating, giving birth to a new person inside her mind, which is completely opposite to Anna’s real personality. She is the one which doesn’t forgive. Yes, James, she has dissociative identity disorder.” said the doctor.

A cop intervened, “While she locked herself in the kitchen, she became unconscious and woke up as the other person in the middle of the night. Picking up a knife she walked out of the kitchen and saw Stella walking towards the bathroom while you were asleep. She waited for her to come out. As Stella opened the door, she immediately slit her throat and stabbed her twice in the belly while pushing her towards the bathtub. We’ve found the weapon used to stab her in your backyard which she threw out of the ventilation gap in the washroom.”

“Your wife is sick, very sick. We have kept her under observation.” the doctor concluded.
“Can I see her?” asked James, who was flabbergasted.
As he walked towards Anna’s cell, he saw her sitting in the extreme left corner of the room the walls of which were scribbled with just one word over a hundred times – SORRY!

Anna was married to James, a raging alcoholic, and was held in an abusive relationship for several years. Even though the daily emotional exploitation was traumatic, she had accepted her fate and continued to live with her husband who was always apologetic for his dreadful actions upon returning to his senses.

On a fateful night, James brought home Stella – a club dancer with whom he was involved in an extramarital affair, leaving Anna devastated. However, a nightmare turned to reality for Anna and James when they found Stella murdered in their bathroom the next morning.

This story of emotions, lust, betrayal, suspicion, and suspense which revolves around Stella’s murder also reveals yet another shocking truth towards the end.

Read the story below, in a three part series :

It was a quiet balmy evening. The sun had splattered its colours across the blue and was about to set, giving way to the stars which slowly began to emerge in the dark. This serene aura captivated Anna who was lost in some unknown thoughts. She looked pale and depressed as if struggling to pacify the turmoil of feelings in her heart. The clock struck seven. Anna returned to her senses and she quickened her steps to the kitchen. James could be home at any moment. He’d be very upset if dinner was not ready.

Anna and James had met in a pub. They dated for a year before they decided to tie a knot. Married for nine years now, their relationship had seen all highs and lows. It had also been on the verge of breakdown many times owing to several ill habits of James. He had become a raging alcoholic and a drug addict and was also an accused in a robbery case once. When drunk, he was not just insensitive with words but also abused Anna physically. Their neighbours usually heard her screams in the perpetual silence of the dark nights. However, James apologized each time from the very core of his heart the next day when he got back to his senses, which held Anna from divorcing him. Anna had no family except James. She didn’t have the courage to bear the burden of a broken marriage. She had lost all confidence in herself and was awaiting some miracle that would change her life.

The night when she was hastily preparing dinner, she heard some footsteps in the living room. It seemed that someone had entered her house, someone other than James. She cautiously walked out of the kitchen holding a knife in her hand.
“Who is there?” she said in a confined tone when suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and forcefully shut her mouth tight with a masculine palm. She couldn’t see his face. Anna was terrified. She tried swaying the knife but dropped it instead.
“Hey, my love..” It was James! He smelled of alcohol from head to toe. As Anna struggled to set herself free, she saw a lady walking towards her – a tall blonde, wearing a sleek red dress that ended much above her thighs, revealing her cleavage and all the curves. She drew herself close to Anna and puffed the smoke of a cigarette over her face.

 

CONTINUED IN PART II…

She was Stella, the woman with whom James was having an extramarital love affair. She was a dancer in the Red Queen’s Club in one of the most infamous lanes of the town and often dated men with a fortune. It was quite unlikely to her to date a man like James.
James slipped his body close to Stella and lustily locked lips with her. Anna was petrified!
“James, what are you doing?” she said in an almost choked voice.
“Get off you bitch!” he pushed her back and started to kiss Stella’s neck.
Anna couldn’t bear the sight and locked herself in the kitchen. She ran out of breath as she cried bitterly. Her face was covered with tears and clothes were soaked in sweat. Gradually, her body became numb and she became unconscious.
She regained consciousness when a sharp streak of sunlight made its way to her eyes piercing her lashes the next morning. She felt extremely weak, old and weary. She stood up taking the support of a nearby table and opened the door to the living room as silently as she could. She heard James snoring but Stella was nowhere to be seen.

“Maybe she left”, thought Anna and made her way to the washroom. As she rolled up the curtains of the bathtub, she screamed with horror. Stella was lying there, her body dripped in blood. James woke up to her wails and came running to find the walls stained red.
“You bitch! You killed her!”
“No James, I don’t know…I really don’t know. Please believe me!”
“I’ll call the cops and get you hanged…!”
“Please don’t…” she stammered, “If you call the police then you too will be arrested as you’re drenched with alcohol and you brought her here.”
James pulled her hair roughly, “You think you can threaten me with your crime?”
“Do you really think I can do this? Please let go of me…”
James looked into her eyes and sat down holding his head between his palms. Anna went close to him, still scared. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked, “James what happened last night? You…you didn’t do it right?”
“No”, he yelled back.
“I believe you James, but we have to find a way out of this together.”
Even though he had made her life worse than hell and there were all the possibilities of him being reckless, Anna knew he wasn’t a killer.
“Look at me, James. We haven’t done this, so we shouldn’t be scared. We must call the police and tell them everything. I see no other way out.”
James busted into tears, “I am sorry Anna…I am so sorry. It’s entirely my fault. My evil deeds, my sins brought me to this situation. I have always been unjust with you. God will never forgive me. I am sorry…please forgive me if you can…”
Anna sensed that he was remorseful. She held him in her arms.
“We don’t have time for this James. Let’s call the police.”
“No! Calling the cops means calling our death. Let’s burn the body, or bury it!”
“What are you saying, James! That’s not right and God forbid if someone finds us doing that then we shall surely be convicted of the crime that we did not commit.”
“Anna, you listen to what I say.” He was aggressive again. “Get me a rug sack from the storeroom,” James demanded.
Anna was scared and also unsure if the truth would actually save them. She did as James commanded. He wrapped Stella’s body in the rug and tied it with a long string securing it tightly with knots at three different places. Anna stepped out of the house silently, to check if no one was around, then signalled to James, who carried Stella’s body and placed it in the backseat of the car. They quickly got in and drove straight to the nearby woods, burnt the dead-body and drove back. Guilt and fear captivated their senses making them imagine the nastiest consequences of their action.
Next morning, Anna tried to involve herself in the regular routine. She went up to James, who still sat on the same couch motionless.
“I have prepared the breakfast.”
James gave her a strange look.
“Why are you looking at me that way? Things that happened last night are gone, forget about it. Your unusual behaviour will create suspicion.”
James nodded.
Three days passed. Anna and James continued to act normal when there was a sudden knock at the door. Taking a deep breath, Anna moved to check and saw two policemen standing there
“Yes, officer?” she was calm.
“We are looking for Mr. James Lobo, is he at home?” asked one of the officers.
“I am James, officer. Please come in.” James uttered from behind.
“We are here to inquire about Ms. Stella, the dancer from the Red Queen’s Club. The club owner has reported that she’s gone missing. During our investigation, we found that she was last seen with you outside his club.”
“She was with me but left our home early morning the next day, right Anna?”
“So Ms. Anna, you too were present at home when he brought in Ms. Stella?”
Looking down with shame, Anna responded, “Yes officer, I was at home.”
“That’s interesting. Anyway, you both will have to come with us to the police station.”
“Why officer? We are nowhere related to Stella’s murder…I mean…her missing!” Anna panicked.
“What did you say? How do you know that she is murdered?” said one of the cops with brown hair and a light beard.
“No…nothing officer; she just picked the wrong word I guess”, James slipped in her defence.
“Well, Mr. James she is right. Ms. Stella has been murdered! We found her body, half-burned in the nearby forest yesterday and now we see that you two are aware of it and probably have a role in her killing.”

Anna broke down.

“We should have told them about it, James! Officer, yes it’s true. We found her dead in the bathtub three days ago.” said she pointing towards the bathroom. “We were too scared to inform the authorities about it, who would have certainly doubted our innocence. So the easiest way for us was to get rid of the body. Please believe us officer; we have nothing to do with her murder.”
“You found her dead in your bathroom, didn’t inform the authorities and also did not bother to know who else would have walked into your house in the middle of the night and killed the lady and rubbed out all the evidence? Does that prove your innocence? Please walk with us.”

 

CONTINUED IN PART III…

James and Anna were brought to the police station where they were being interrogated separately in a dimly lit chamber and their statements were getting recorded. James looked dull and traumatized.
“Your records say that you are a drug addict and alcoholic. You thrash your wife often and were also accused of robbery once. Professionally, you were never in good terms with your colleagues. It’s quite possible that you killed Stella the night you brought her to sleep with you.” asked a policeman.
“It’s not true! Yes, I was drunk that night and slept with her. But the next morning I was alarmed by Anna’s screams, she saw her dead in the bathroom.” replied James in an assertive tone.
“Where was your wife while you were with Stella?”
“She was hurt by my behaviour and locked herself in the kitchen. I regret being ruthless to her!”
“Is there any chance that your wife committed this crime?”
“That cannot be the truth, officer. I have known her for a lifetime now. She has stood by me in spite of all the tortures and torments I have brought to her. Anna is a lady of patience and courage; she would rather kill herself before taking someone else’s life.” James looked guilty.
“OK. Then you tell me who else besides Anna killed Stella?”
“I would have told you much earlier if I knew who did it.”
“You statements are not convincing. Take him and bring his wife in.” commanded the interrogating officer.
As Anna walked into the room, she portrayed a different kind of confidence with her body language. She looked at the red-lit dot on the camera and blinked her eyes a few times. She had closed her fist tight and looked straight into the officer’s eyes as she sat.
“So Ms. Anna, what happened that night?” asked the cop.
“I have said what I had to.”
“I would want to hear it again. Where were you when Stella was being murdered?”
She looked down and began to murmur in a mild voice, “James brought her to my house. He slept with her. He has been cheating on me for years. He has always been like this.” Anna smiled sadly. “But even though he sleeps around with many females, he loves me. He always apologizes, says sorry, weeps and then repeats. I keep forgiving him.” She tapped the table constantly with her fist as she spoke.
“Come to the point! Where were you when Stella was murdered?” the cop asked in a firm voice.
She stopped tapping at once, looked up at his face and with the same mild smile with which she spoke, responded, “In the bathroom, with her!”

“What? You killed Stella?” Before the cop could finish, she jumped from her seat on the table and stabbed his eye with a tiny nail which she had been carrying in her fist and yelled,” Yes I killed the whore, I killed her, I murdered the bitch!”
Soon other policemen rushed in and caught hold of her as she kept screaming. The injured cop was rushed to the hospital.

A week later, Anna was diagnosed as mentally unstable and shifted to a mental asylum. Few days passed. The doctors at the shelter wanted to meet James and discuss Anna’s condition. The cops were also present to witness the situation.
“James, what you kept doing to your wife is unpardonable. Each time you hurt her, you wounded her deep. Yet she forgave you when you apologized, but you didn’t give up your vices. She suppressed her feelings for your sake and gradually these episodes kept accumulating, giving birth to a new person inside her mind, which is completely opposite to Anna’s real personality. She is the one which doesn’t forgive. Yes, James, she has dissociative identity disorder.” said the doctor.

A cop intervened, “While she locked herself in the kitchen, she became unconscious and woke up as the other person in the middle of the night. Picking up a knife she walked out of the kitchen and saw Stella walking towards the bathroom while you were asleep. She waited for her to come out. As Stella opened the door, she immediately slit her throat and stabbed her twice in the belly while pushing her towards the bathtub. We’ve found the weapon used to stab her in your backyard which she threw out of the ventilation gap in the washroom.”

“Your wife is sick, very sick. We have kept her under observation.” the doctor concluded.
“Can I see her?” asked James, who was flabbergasted.
As he walked towards Anna’s cell, he saw her sitting in the extreme left corner of the room the walls of which were scribbled with just one word over a hundred times – SORRY!

*** THE END***

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  • Kavita Iyer18/05/2019 at 10:07 AM

    Thats a lovely story! Loved the suspense and the thrill in the end. Enjoyed.

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