MUSE pt.3

           Mira's burial was a week away.
          Eric's life was flooded with sorrow,he wasn't at all over Mira but she had a way of getting to him, so he had a spot for her.
          Mae needed love but only from Eric, all she was getting was unwanted affection from all angles.
She was beautiful, oh her ocean blue eyes.
           She stared long and hard at herself in the mirror as she imagined her life with Eric, her eyes glistened .
            She lay on her bed, opened up her macbook and his Facebook profile was still opened, she made it a duty to save all his photos and Photoshop her queer self into all of them. Somewhere in her mind, they had long been married with four kids and a somewhat perfect life. She knew she should control it, but she was far gone, her sanity far from reach.
            She would apply for a three week leave in the office tomorrow and check into a rehabilitation centre.
            Eric's best bud turned out to be her psychiatrist at the centre, small world she thought, her next target right in front of her.
Eric had to notice her, he just had to...
           The rehab centre was fun for about a week and a half, then her evil bones became active again. She tried to act out his death in her mind four times over. It finally hit her, she was getting good at this killing thing.
          The Doctor took usual rounds that morning, he got to Mae's room with a weird enthusiasm, she was his favourite patient, maybe it was something about her blue eyes,he even got her sandwiches. She was going to kill him in 0.35 seconds, maybe less.
          She's heard a knock on her door, she gripped her knife tight, he entered slowly made his way to her bed, and as he turned to put her favorite channel she stabbed him twice in the head, he toppled on the floor, that was a good 0.24 seconds, then she made her way out of the hospital, Tip toeing.