"You've been slacking recently Jonas, Several of your coworkers have also reported seeing you drinking in breaks which you know is strictly prohibited, I'm sorry to say this but your fired". I looked at him and nodded. It was my fault. I stood up with my suitcase and left the building. I'd have to find a new job soon. I called over a taxi. As I sat I thought of what I'd tell my wife.

Maybe she'd leave. The car ride was boring as always. It was always the same dirty street.

I got out and prepared my keys as I walked towards my door. I could hear a small noise but thought nothing of it. Sherry was probably just watching T.V. I opened the door and the sound became a little clearer. It was sort of in rhythm. Maybe it was a song. As I walked down the hall however, it became even louder and sounded worse. I opened the door and there she jumped on top of another man's dick. I stared at them as they performed their song until they reached the climax. She fell off his penis and onto the bed. It was then they realised I was there. I sat on the wooden chair and faced towards them. "What a shit song" I said smiling at my brilliance.

"No, you've got it all wrong it's not-". I cut her off standing up to reach for my suitcase. I opened it on my lap and chose from my vast array of blades and small guns. I chose a butcher's knife but hid it in my suit.

I stood up and laid out the slightly stained sheets in one part of the bed. I looked at the man and said, "Get out". He stood and got dressed before rushing out. I looked at my wife finally. "You, get on" I said.

"O-ok" she stuttered. I went back to my suitcase and got a needle and a small knife. "Close your eyes". She silently did so and I readied my blade. I stabbed her throat enough so she couldn't scream but not enough to kill. She flailed around but I pinned her down and injected her with adrenaline. I took out the butcher's knife and watched her eyes widen. I stabbed off her left foot. She tried to scream to no avail. I moved my blade higher and stabbed her above the knee. I tossed her leg aside and cut her other leg off. Now she couldn't run do I let go. I lifted my hand and hammered it down upon her shoulders until they flew off. She tossed around so I grabbed her neck and cut it deeper. She began to lose breath and slowly faded out. Then to be sure she was dead I severed her head and tossed her body outside. "Now you won't have to sing in dirty sheets you pig" I laughed. The sheets were now pure with mother nature's blood.