Spider

He slowly raised his head; his eyes gazing at a distant horizon. Motionless for a few moments, he turned his head, each side once. Slowly, a smile formed on his face.
His hands trembled on the gun kept beside him. He moved his hands roughly over the weapon, as if cajoling it to act. His eyes blinked once.
And then suddenly he raised it, took careful aim and shot. The gun’s plunger hit the vacuum of the barrel and clicked loudly.
"Ah..........” he exclaimed, as a near hysterical laughter emanated from deep inside him.
The could-have been victim slowly wiped the cold sweat off her brows. She slowly ran her fingers through his hair.
He said, "Lemme tell you something interesting today. You must have seen bee's around a fluorescent light. The bee is attracted to the light and keeps on flying near it, inevitably trying to settle on it. But sometimes, a spider comes there and builds a web. The bee unaware of nefarious designs of the spider still gets attracted to the light. It tries to fly to the light but gets tangled in the web. Somehow it manages to get away.
The seduction has begun. The bee keeps on trying, intrigued by the stickiness of the web. The spider keeps on making the web tighter. And slowly the bee gets caught in the web. It writhes to get free but is unable to. And slowly it dies there, life snuffed out of it."
She looked at him quizzically. Her face contorting as a sudden chill ran down. As if to cover up, she rubbed his cheek softly.
He looked at her changing demeanor and asked, "Why did you make me the bee?"
She kept on looking at him. And then when realization dawned, she lowered her eyes. "I am sorry", she said. Her mind was working fast to understand how did he know. He was smart, but she had carefully planned this evening. The cops would be here in minutes. But how did he know?
He saw her puzzled face and picked up a cigarette butt from the dustbin. "You don't smoke non-filtered."
The cops weren't there still. How had she forgotten this small detail? He could never miss this. She had to stop him. But his game face had her speechless. "I love you", was all she could say.
He smiled sarcastically. "I love you too. That's why I am not going to kill you. The cop's you had tipped were ambushed on the last crossing. They now think you double played them."
Her eyes were now full of terror. The police were now after her. They would not rest till they avenge the killing of their friends.
She picked up the gun and aimed at him. "It’s empty." He said and sat back on the chair.
He had tricked her. She had lost and would never be free. Frustrated, she threw the gun at him. Tears were running down her cheeks.
He picked up the gun. Looked at her and smiled. "I am sorry!!" he said and fired. She hit the floor, dead.
He looked at her dead face. They could have been so happy together. Slowly, he walked away.
The cops reached late. There had been no ambush. The spider had tricked them.