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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Adult · #2245235
A short story for the Whatever contest.
Martin was at his friend’s house. He was there with another friend for their weekly poker game.

“Wow, Martin, your game is off tonight,” said Jake.

“I guess I'm having a bad night,” said Martin.

“Bad night? That implies you have good ones,” said Chris.

Jake and Chris laughed, while Martin got up from the table.

“Hey, Martin it was a joke,” said Chris.

“Yeah, I know. I'm gonna get another beer. Does anyone want anything?”

“Seriously, though, is there something wrong?”

“Well, yeah. It’s something my wife said to me the other night, that I am not spontaneous or adventurous.”

“Yeah, and?” said Jake.

“Well, she’s not wrong,” said Chris.

“But I can be if I wanted to, I choose not to be.”

Jake and Chris laughed. Martin was a little hurt by that.

“Martin, look you are not spontaneous or adventurous. It’s not in your nature, but there’s nothing wrong with that,” said Jake.

After some time, they went back to playing cards. While doing so, Martin still thought about what his friends and wife said. And still thought he could be spontaneous or adventurous.


The next night, on his way home from work, Martin thought about the previous night. And how he was laughed at. So, he decided to prove them wrong. He stopped at a bar for at least one drink.

He was never a bar kind of guy. In fact, he rarely drank with strangers. He preferred drinking with friends and family. So, bar scenes were not his thing. When he walked inside there was smoke in the air, loud music, and loud people. He walked around until he found an empty seat at a small table.

A waitress walked over to him and he ordered a beer. Then he texted his wife and said he was going to be home late, due to work. He felt adventurous after sending the text. Once he got his beer, he looked around the bar, thinking about what to do next. That's when he saw a woman looking at him.

She smiled at him. He smiled back, but then wondered why did he do that; he’s happily married. He looked away and gave her no more attention. Hoping she would lose interest. Unfortunately for him, it was too late.

She walked over and sat across from him. He realized that he made a mistake. He thought about telling her that he’s married, but there was something about her. He just couldn’t say the words. Instead, he just sat there and smiled again.

She smiled back. They spend the next 20 minutes talking and drinking. He enjoyed every minute, so much so, he forgot that he was married. He got caught up in the moment and because of that, he agreed to go to her place.

Martin walked into Eva’s apartment and had second thoughts. He thought about leaving but changed his mind when Eva pulled her tank top off. Seeing her topless excited him and started to ignore his doubt. She motioned him to follow him.

When they were in her room, she started to take off the rest of her clothes. While he was taking his clothes off, doubt was surfacing again. When he saw her completely naked in bed, he thought this was wrong, but still got in bed with her.

After they were done, he lays on his back, while she moved her finger around his chest. He took in the moment. At first, he is smiling and enjoying it, then his face changes.

“What’s wrong?” asked Eva.

He decided to tell her that he’s married. And was worried about how she would react. He got out of bed as fast as he could and got dressed. She was confused and kept asking if everything was ok. When he was fully dressed, he went to the bedroom door and made his confession.

“So…ah…here’s the thing. I should’ve told you earlier, but I am married.”

Her face turned red.

“And I made a big mistake tonight. I am so sorry. And now I have to go. Did I mention I was sorry?”

Before she could yell at him, he bolted to the front door and was gone.


A week later, Martin and his wife, Chloe, were watching tv in the living room. They were trying to find something to watch.

"What's wrong with that one?" asked Martin.

"Ugh, I hate those types of rom-coms. If the husband didn't cheat in the first place, he wouldn't have to try and win her back. Also, I can never understand why one would take back a cheater in the first place. I mean, they're just pure scum."

Martin's heartbeat increased and had a little problem breathing. His forehead was perspiring. When Chloe looked at him, his eyes widen a little.

"You know what, here’s the remote. Find something better than this. I am going to the kitchen to grab a snack."

Chloe finished sending a text, then walked into the kitchen. Martin let out a deep sigh. About five minutes later, the doorbell rang and Martin opened the front door. Seeing Eva standing there startled him.

“What…um…how did you find out where I live? What are you doing here?”

“I am here because I want to be with you. I know you're married. Well, I did some thinking and thought, so what, it’s not a big deal. I enjoyed spending time with you and I don’t want to lose you.”

“My wife must not know about what we did, which is why you have to go. She could walk by at any second. Please, just go, we can talk about our future, later.”

“Fine, I will just come back when she is not around.”

Eva left and he closed the front door. About a few seconds after that, Chloe walked into the living room.

“Who was at the front door?”

Martin jumped a little when he heard her speak.

“Oh, it was nothing, just some solicitor.”

“Really, what did they want?”

“Um…I don’t remember. I was not paying attention. But it doesn’t matter. So, what’s for dinner?”

“I don’t know, I was about to go to the store, I will pick up something.”

“No…um…stay home,” he said nervously, “Let’s get take out.”

She started to take notice of his behavior.

“Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. I just stressed out a little, from work and all, that’s it. Nothing else…nothing more…just work. So, where do you want to order from?”

“I really don’t want take-out tonight. But we can do that tomorrow.”

“Fine..then…I…will…I will go to the store. Yeah, you stay here and I will go to the store.”

“Ok,” she said slowly with a little confusion.

“Are you sure you’re fine?”

“Yes, yes. I told you I am just a little stressed out. In fact, I should get some fresh air. So, I should go to the store.”

When Martin arrived at the store, he power walked to the entrance. His mind was focused on getting the items he needed as fast as possible, then go home. He was worried that Eva might show up while he is out of the house. He grabbed a cart and looked for the items he needed.

After about ten minutes, he found the last item he needed. Before he went to the front to pay, he saw Eva come down the same aisle. She had a basket on her left arm. He panicked and tried to go in the opposite direction.

“Martin? Hey, what are you doing here?” she said in a cheerful tone.

Eva started to walk fast and headed right to him. He tried to pick up speed, but the cart was slowing him down.

“Martin, why are you running away from me, that's not very nice,” she said in a fake upset tone.

Martin tried to avoid her, but she was gaining speed. Then out of desperation, he left the cart behind and jogged out of the store. Eva stopped chasing him. Martin got into his car and drove away.

He drove to another store and went inside. As he was getting the items he needed, he kept looking around, thinking that Eva was going to show up again. When he got to the checkout line, he was antsy. He thought many times that he saw Eva come walking into the store.

When done paying, he went outside as fast as he could. An item fell out of his cart, but he didn’t bother to pick it up. He just kept going. When he was at his car, he tossed the bags inside. Didn’t care if something got damaged.

Suddenly he noticed someone running towards him. Thinking it was Eva, he tried to quickly get into his car. He moved the cart to the side, behind another person’s car. He got into the front seat. He closed the door.

He jumped in his seat when he heard a knock on the window. He looked and saw it was a store employee. She had the dropped item in her hand. He rolled down the window.

“I noticed you dropped this.”

“Thanks,” Martin said in a slightly nervous tone.

He put the item on the passenger seat and drove off. On his way home, he let out a big sigh. And started to think about how to deal with Eva, the next time he sees her.


The following day, in the afternoon, he was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. Chloe walked into the room, then to the front door.

“I’m going over to Jill’s for about an hour.”

His eyes lit up and he put the newspaper down.


“Because I want to. Also, when did I need to give a reason to see my friends?”

“You're right, I’m sorry.”

After she walked out the door, he watched her get in the car, through the window. When she drove off, he darted to the door and locked it. Then, closed all the drapes. He sat back down on the couch and waited for a moment. Hoping that Eva would not show up.

About ten minutes later, he heard the doorbell ring. He just sat there, in fear, wondering if that is her. When it rang again, he slowly got up and peaked through the window. No one was there. He walked to the door and unlocked it.

He slowly opened it and looked outside. Still, no one was there. Perhaps kids pulling a prank, he thought. He slowly walked outside to get a better look. He walked down the driveway and continued to look around.

After about three minutes of looking, he saw no one and went back inside. He closed the door and locked it again. Still shaken, he went to the kitchen to get something to calm his nerves.

After making some tea, he walked back into the living room. As soon as he entered the room, he dropped the teacup and let out a little scream. It was Eva and she was sitting on the couch, smiling. She snuck inside when he was not looking.

“What’s wrong, Martin? You said you wanted to talk, so let’s talk.”

“You…You…have to leave.”

“Why? Your wife is not here, we have the whole place to ourselves,” she said while rubbing the couch seat next to her.

“Come on, Martin, sit. I won’t bite unless you want me to,” she said seductively.

“There’s nothing to talk about. I married and made a mistake. I don’t want to see anymore. I am sorry that I lead you on, but there will never be an us. I like my wife and want to be with her.”

Eva got up and slowly walked to Martin. His heart pound rapidly. She no longer had a smile on her face, instead, she looked displeased.

“So, the only reason you don’t want to see me anymore, is because of your wife?”

“Yes,” he said nervously.

She turned around and walked to the front door. Opened it and turned her head to Martin. She smiled and then left.

The next day, when he came home from work, he was startled to see Eva standing in the middle of the living room. The room was a complete mess. Her right hand was behind her back. She smiled at him as he looked at her, with fear.

“What…What are you doing here? Where’s my wife?”

She continued to smile.

“Don’t worry about her, she is no longer in the way, and that is all that matters.”

That is when she moved her right hand from behind her back. His eyes widen when saw a bloody knife in her hand. He thought about calling the police on his phone but was too scared to move.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?”


“I what?”

“You…you killed her!?”

“I did what had to be done. I did this for us.”


“Yes, silly. You said, if you weren’t married, we could be together. So, now that you are no longer married to her, we can be together. You don’t have to worry about having guilt anymore. You’re welcome.”

Martin slowly walked toward her, while looking around at the mess.

"Where is she? Where’s my wife?”

“I told you she is taken care of, stop worrying.”

“Where…where’s the body. Let me see the body.”

“Fine, she is in the kitchen. Come I’ll show you.”

Eva and Martin walked into the kitchen. Martin saw Chloe lying on the floor with blood all over her stomach.

“Don’t worry, I will clean up the mess. But you are going to have to help move the body. You can put her in the garage for now.”

Martin just stood there, trying to process the whole thing. His wife is dead. Eva killed her. He was debating if he should run and call the cops, or help her.

“I am not going to ask you again. Take the body and put it in the garage!”

He slowly walked up to his wife and bent down to get a closer look. Tears ran down his face. Eva was impatient and tapped her foot.

“I love you...and I am so sorry,” he cried softly as he reached for her body.

Suddenly, his wife’s body moved and sat upright, and let out a terrifying scream. Martin fell back and started to yell too. When he was done, his heart was beating fast, and he started to hear laughter. It was coming from both Eva and Chloe.

“What’s the matter, Martin? Never seen a zombie before,” said Chloe while standing up.

“Wow, that was hilarious. Definitely worth it," said Eva.

Martin was still in shock. He was having a hard time trying to process everything.

“Come on, Martin, let me help you stand up. It’s ok, we will explain everything," said Chloe.

Martin got back up from the floor and looked at both of them. He tried to speak but was in shock.

“While you continue to collect yourself, we will explain everything. You see, during the night we hooked up, you left your wallet at my place. I dropped it off the next day and gave it to your wife. She asked why I had your wallet. I told her everything," said Eva.

“We talked for some time. At first, I wanted to confront you with your wallet. But, I thought, why not teach you a lesson. So, I asked Eva if she would help. She agreed. So, we spent the last week planning. I also placed your wallet somewhere easy to find and easy to think that he just misplaced it."

“So that’s the real reason you were going out after dinner every night. Not to hang out with Jill, but to spend time with Eva.”

“Yes, I thought that was a great excuse. Listen, why don’t you start cleaning up the living room, while I escort Eva to the door, and then I will help.”

Chloe and Eva walked to the front door. They both looked over at Martin cleaning up.

“Well, I guess that this is it. No more hanging out anymore. Too bad, I had fun this past week,” said Eva.

“Hey, just because the prank is over doesn't mean we still can’t hang out. I had fun with you, too.” Chloe said softly.

“In that case, you could hang out tomorrow?”

“Or you could come over here, sometime, when Martin is at work.”

Eva smiled and walked to her car. As she pulled out of the driveway she saw Chloe still standing in the doorway, smiling at her. After she was gone, Chloe closed the door and helped clean up.

“Look, I just want to say sorry, again, for all of this. I didn’t know what I was thinking. I mean, I knew what I was thinking. It’s just…you remember the night you said I was not very spontaneous or adventurous?”

“Vaguely,” replied Chloe.

“Well, I told the guys about that, and they agreed. So, the next night I decided to prove I could. I went to a bar and had a few drinks. At one point I saw her, Eva, and was caught up in the moment. I knew cheating is wrong, but there was something about her that made me want to do it anyway. There was something special about her.”

Chloe smirked as her eyes lit up.

“I don’t know if that makes any sense, but just know I definitely won’t do it again.” He said as he left the room to grab a trash bag.

“It does make sense and she's definitely something special,” said Chloe quietly to herself.
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