carol `s draft - the biggest loser

Jealousy and anger were rising in Othello’s head, it went into his soul and spirit, he could not believe his lover Desdemona had betrayed him and broke the trust and loyalty they shared. He could not sleep at night, especially when he stared the woman that was in a deep sleep next to him. Jealousy is an evil creature; it certainly destroyed and teared spirit apart.
There was fire in his eyes, his face was no longer loving, his body was cold, at least he feels cold. His hands were blooded with Cassio, his brother’s flesh today, when he was told that Cassio was Desdemona’s lover. He went to his bedroom and stabbed him with the knife that he inherited from his father, in fact, not only one stab, but many until Cassio could not move at all, indeed he made sure he did not. His heart is bleeding; he could even feel the pain was ripping his heart off bit by bit every time he thought about Desdemona and his beloved brother Cassio. He was screaming inside, screaming with pain, he felt numbless, in fact pain was the only thing that he could feel, and this devastation had turned him into a monster, a monster that was filled with jealousy and hatred.
“I can’t bear it anymore,” he said to himself, “how can she betray me? Betray my love and trust and got involved with my brother?” She must die. His eyes were green; he raised his knife, the same knife that he had killed Cassio with, approaching to Desdemona. “bang, bang,bang,” there was a knock on his door. Desdemona flopped over in an instinct without being disturbed. Othello quickly pulled the knife back and opened the door. Othello immediately grabbed Iago’s clothes and pushed him against the wall, “fuck you, why are you coming? Didn’t I tell you I don’t want to see you again? You are a bustard!” Othello was ready to tangle him. He could never forget what Iago had told him about what happened between Cassio and his wife Desdemona today, “come on mate, don’t do this to me, you would regret it! I know you wouldn’t like it, but for your own sake, I have to tell you, my wife Emilia had just told me that your wife Desdemona had received a diamond ring from Roderigo, and Emilia said she also seen Desdemona walking into his bedroom two days ago, which means that…. your wife could….could had had an affair with Roderigo too.” Iago started to stutter, as he well knew that this time, Othello was unstoppable and uncontrollable, to bear the reality that another brother of his, also involved with Desdemona, in fact he had lost himself when he was told about Cassio and Desdemona’s affair. Othello could not believe what he had heard, he slowly released his hands from Iago’s clothes, he became silent, clenching his fist and walked outside. Othello only had one thought in his head this time. He kicked out Roderigo’s bedroom door, there he was, sitting on the couch and drinking a bottle of beer. Othello did not even give Roderigo the chance to say a word, his knife was stabbed into Roderigo’s chest, the sound was so quick, another one, and another one, he killed this brother the same way he did to the last one, Roderigo’s eyesight stopped where he first looked Othello, his eyes were filled with confusion and shock.
Othello had killed two people in one day, two brothers, for those who betrayed him shall not live, this was his faith that he always persisted on. His devotion would never be broken no matter who it was. Desdemona was not an exception. He had turned into a monster, as he was approaching to his door; he suddenly heard a laugh coming from the room. “Othello is such a fool; he did not know that he was used to kill his two brothers, the only two who had the legacy to inherit his wealth, and now they are dead, which means we would have more than what we thought in the beginning although he stated in his will that fifty percent of his money and possession goes to each of his brother and you get the rest of it.” “You are so clever my sweetheart; you could think of such a perfect plan to seduce this fool and use him to get rid of our biggest enemies, I can’t wait for the day that we get all of his treasures and at that time, we could have what we want and do what we like! But before that day comes, we have to wait a little longer till he dies, and next plan for us is to think about how to kick him out of the way forever!” “But what about Iago, would he betray us and tell Othello the truth?” “Him? Oh no, don’t worry, he is a coward, and he loves the smell of money!” “You mean we could give him some money to close his mouth?” “that is right babe!” Emilia and Desdemona laughed away. Othello fell down to the ground, he was the stupidest fool, he had killed his brothers with his own hands! He was in such a state and started to laugh, but nothing could change what had happened, next he pulled the knife out and stabbed himself the same way he did two his brothers but only once this time, he wanted to stab him many time, but after he pulled the knife out from his chest, he could not move anymore.