Saturday, September 28, 2013

You Want A Divorce?

     He flew into a blind rage when she told him she wanted a divorce. Then on the next day, he pretended that nothing had ever happened; he hoped she would just fall back into her place and stop her nonsense. But something about her had changed during the last few months - she was getting some backbone. 

     He began stalking her on the day she left him. She belonged to him and he had no intention of letting her go. He had to, because he didn't know how to survive on his own. 

     "If I can just talk to her and play the heartbroken, repentant husband, she'll feel bad and stop this bullshit," he thought to himself.

      The bitch wouldn't answer her phone, so he got in his truck and started looking for her. Finding her was easy - til she called the police instead of opening the damn door! That pissed him off. 

      "I'll show her; she doesn't fuckin' know who she's dealing with."

     He stayed up all night, calling her so she'd suffer too. The next morning, he parked his truck at their daughter's school. He didn't think she'd cause a scene there; he thought wrong. The police showed up with his daughter in the cruiser. 

     Now, he started feeling alarmed, thinking "she's fucking serious this time. I've got to do something about this." 

    

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