The Last Supper
Ryan waited impatiently. The aroma coming from the kitchen was enough to make a grown man act like a kid just to get a taste of whatever it was that was cooking. Ryan had missed everything about his wife, his job as a sailor was the reason. He most recent journey had lasted for six months and he knew it wouldn't be long before he would be called to embark on another.
“The life of a sailor” he thought.
By the time his wife was done arranging the meal on the table and asked him to come over to the dining, it was obvious he had been holding on only by a thread. He pounced on the food like a predator does its prey.
Ryan was half way through his food when he noticed his wife wasn't eating. Her meal just sat there on the dining untouched. He asked if everything was okay but she just smiled and said that she had missed him and just wanted to watch him eat.
He shrugged and was just about complete doing justice to his meal when he felt something strange in his stomach. He quickly asked for a glass of water and drank it all.
A few coughs and he felt he was good to continue.
“How long did you think you were going to keep it a secret from me.” Stephanie, Ryan's wife asked.
Ryan was confused.. “Keep what from you?” he asked, still digging into his food.
“Your affair.”
Ryan stopped short.
Stephanie continued. “You thought I wasn't going to find out you were having an affair with one of those jennies?” She asked, slamming her hand on the table.
“Baby I..” He started coughing again, but this time there was blood.
“What did yo..u do?” Ryan asked, coughing even harder.
“The right thing she should have always done.” a male voice replied.
“Dave? Why?” Ryan was beyond shocked. Dave was his best friend, a fellow sailor like him. He had been the one who had encourage him to start an extra marital affair.
“You're over here tryna be faithful, yet you don't know what she's doing over there.” Dave's persuasion coupled with a few drinks had made him cheat on Stephanie, then he had done it again, and then again, and again.
Ryan tried to go after Dave but he ended up falling to the ground, coughing some more. The inside of his stomach felt like it was going to explode. He could feel himself slowly slipping into unconsciousness. It was obvious he had been poisoned but Ryan wasn't sure if it was the poison or his imaginations but he suddenly saw Dave and Stephanie locked in a passionate kiss, the bastards probably couldn't wait until he took his last breath.
He wanted so bad to tell Stephanie Dave was the one who set up the whole thing, the one who forced him to cheat but the only word that was able to escape his mouth was..
“Help”
(The word Jenny/Jennies is a navy slang used to address female sailors)
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