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Laura James’s Picture Choice: Both
Title: Love Finds A Way
The first time Michael had spotted her he just knew they were meant to be together. He'd been dragged to a party with the promise of exciting women to entertain him and was just heading out of the door in disappointment when he heard her laughter. He was captivated and had to know who made such a glorious sound.
Pushing his way through the crowd, not caring who he upset Michael soon found himself in front of the most beautiful woman he had ever set eyes on. Long blond hair, blue eyes that twinkled, legs that travelled for miles and of course that laugh. He stopped in front of her and held out his hand "I'm Michael" he whispered. She smiled at him and his insides melted. "Take me away from all this Michael, I've waited far to long for you as it is."
From then on they were inseparable, years passing in the blink of an eye. Eventually a child made them complete and they wanted for nothing, love and contentment kept them alive and at peace. But of course all good things must end and end they did with the brutal slaying of their daughter by persons unknown.
Freya never recovered and it was only memory and grief that kept Michael at her side. The days turned to months, the months to years and nothing Michael did could bring Freya back from the brink of dispare. Every year on the anniversary of Melissa's death he tried to remind her of the life they had shared before their world had been turned upside down, and every year he failed.
This year he decided that he wouldn't wait until the anniversary but chose Valentine's Day to show Freya just how much she meant to him. He had prepared the pagoda in advance, her favourite flowers, chocolates, cakes, wine and much more filled every space. All he had to do was persuade her to join him.
It took much persuasion but Freya agreed to visit the pagoda and Michael stood back as she entered, allowing her to see what he had created. He was rewarded with a hesitant smile as she smelled the roses, tasted a macaron and when she saw the children bound and gagged in the corner a long lost twinkle appeared in her eyes.
Stepping up behind her he slipped his arms around her waist, "I know Melissa can never be replaced but maybe a son can help fill the void."
Freya turned and kissed Michael with a passion he thought was long behind them. "You clever, clever man. I love you."
She moved to the group of young boys, "I like the blond one, he has fire in his eyes," she lifted the crying child and carried him away from the others smothering him in soft kisses, "Don't fret little one, you're safe now."
Michael smiled and thanked God he had a last found a way to bring his beloved Freya back to life. He quickly slit the throats of the remaining children before joining her and their son as they moved to start a new life in a new town.
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Based in Dunfermline, Scotland, Laura is obsessed with all things horror and spends her time writing flash fiction which she hopes, on occasion, really scares her readers. Feel free to stalk her on twitter, @lejamez
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Oh my gosh! A dark and twisted pair! Totally caught me out with that punch of an ending. x
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