It had been a long hard day at the office. It had been three months since my best friend Caine's wife Emily had found out. I don't know how she could have possibly found out but she did. And it scared me. It had been six months since I started stealing money from my job at a big corporation, and three months ago Emily confronted me about it. But the way she was talking made it sound like she was going to do something with that information. Every day I walk around in anticipation, wondering if she had told anyone, wondering if I was going to jail. Her knowing a secret this big was eating me alive, and something needed to be done.

I walked into my house after a long hard day at work. I was tired. Since I found out Emily knew my secret, I hadn't been sleeping a lot lately. I put my things down and took of my coat and checked the phone. One missed call and voicemail from Caine. That's weird he usually never leaves voicemails. "Hey Collin, I really need to talk to you so call me back as soon as possible." Beep. End of message. Well that was defiantly weird, but I picked up the phone and called Caine anyway. "Hey, Caine, I-" I said.
"Sorry Collin but this is urgent. Can you meet me at my house in five minutes?" Caine said in a hurried voice.
"Yeah sure, I'll be there soon." I said very confused.

I was sitting in Caine's kitchen and he was pacing back and forth. "Okay, I'm just going to get to the point," Caine said, "I need you to help me kill my wife."
Without thinking I blurted out "Yes." This was exactly the kind of thing I needed. If Emily was gone, my life would get instantly better. And let's face it, I never liked Emily anyway. After three months of sleepless nights and stressful days, this plan was like music to my ears. My problems would be solved.
"Great! Just meet me here on the twelfth. I'll take care of everything, don't worry no one will find out."
"Wait," I said, "why do you want to kill your wife?"
Caine sighed and said, "It's a whole bunch of things. She makes me quit drinking, she tries to control every aspect of my life and these past few months she has been acting really strange, I cant take it anymore! I tired to divorce her but she went all crazy and threatened to take every cent of my money and I would have nothing. She needs to go."

The twelfth. It was two weeks away. I could wait another two weeks of sleepless nights, hell, I've waited three months! Just two more weeks and my life would be back to normal.

Today was the twelfth, and I haven't heard of anything more from Caine, but I assume the plan was still on. After work I headed over to Caine's house. I admit I am pretty nervous, but not nervous enough to pull out last minute. I walked into Caine's house and he was right there by the door.
"Okay Emily is siting on the couch I need to you to take this and put it around her neck until she passes out," Caine whispered as he handed me a rope.
I didn't question it. I slowly walked up behind Emily while Caine distracted her. I quickly put the rope around her neck and pulled back. She struggled for a minute but then her body went limp on the couch. I started to panic. Hundreds of question flowed though my mind at once. What if I get caught? What if I go to jail? Is this even worth it? Stop. I can do this. This is the solution to all of my problems. I can do this.

Caine took care of most of it. He heaved her up onto his shoulder and put her into a chair with arms and tied her up really good. After she was set we waited for her to wake up. It didn't take long. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes and she woke up. Emily was confused, and then the confusion turned into panic.
"Why are you doing this!?" Emily screamed. The panic in her voice almost made me feel sorry for her. Caine explained why he was doing this and she started crying. After about five minutes she turned to me, "I don't even need to ask why you're doing this."
"No you don't. You knew this would happen if you held it against me. You knew." Caine looked really confused but he brushed it off. It all passed in slow motion. He took the knife and walked toward her. Emily started screaming and crying but that didn't stop Caine. He stabbed her in the heart three times. I watched in horror as blood went everywhere and her screams of terror and pain filled my ears. I closed my eyes, hoping it would all go away. Hoping it was all just a dream, but it wasn't. I slowly opened my eyes just in time to see her last breath escape from her body and the life to slowly drain from her eyes.