The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!

Frosting
by Sonora Taylor

Theresa licked the frosting from her thumb. Vanilla: Scott’s favorite. The cake beneath the frosting was her favorite: red velvet. Both together, just like she and Scott would be for the rest of their lives.

Three layers of cake sat beneath a vintage topper that Scott bought for them as a joke. “I just knew you’d love the Precious Moments vibe,” he’d said with a smirk as Theresa groaned at the porcelain angel and noble mare.

“Yeah,” Theresa agreed. “Maybe Precious Moments from Hell.”

Theresa smiled at both the memory and the sweetness of the sugar and vanilla coating her teeth. She saw a bit of red upon the cake.

Her smile fell. “Scott!” she called.

Scott looked up from across the banquet hall. Their guests lay in pieces on the floor between them. Scott held the maid of honor…