Flash Fiction: Disrespect

Sarah finished buttoning her skirt, just in time to see Jasper pulling on his pants.

Jasper looked around uncomfortably. Sarah sighed.

“Okay, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“You know Sarah, I think what we did was wrong. We should not have done this in the graveyard. It was a bad idea.”

Sarah smirked.

“Really? Now you think it is wrong. You did not think it was wrong when I was giving you the time of your life? I did not hear you complaining then. You were as loud as I was.”

Jasper shivered.

“I still think we showed disrespect to the dead here.”

Sarah laughed.

“I think the only disrespect you showed, was to me. And I enjoyed every inch of it.”

Before Jasper could respond, a sound coming from the trees broke the silence of the graveyard. Jasper and Sarah looked around trying to find the source of the sound. They did not have to search for long. A lady carrying a lamp made her appearance. Jasper and Sarah looked at each other, and then looked back at the lady. But, they saw nothing. The lady had disappeared.

The couple realized too late that the lady had appeared right behind their backs. The realization had come in the form of a strong shove that launched the lovers on to the ground. The silent lady took the two unconscious lovers by their heads and dragged them towards a fresh grave.

RIP

Here lie Jasper and Sarah, disrespecters of the dead….

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Word Count: 250

Prompts:

Time To Write: Giving

Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday