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    Future is the Past – (Chapter: hunt me down and run me over)

     

     

     

    “Yeah desi I know what you’re going to do. You’re going to torture me until I beg for you to kill me but you won’t do it. You will place a gun by me and say I have two choices, kill myself or continue with the torture and we both know I’ll just kill myself cuz you have got some real issues when it comes to torture.” Like I said she has issues.

     

     

    Aww I’m sorry darling wrong answer. See actually the first thing I’m gunna do when I see you is tie you to my bed and fuck you. I told you I miss you. Then I will get on with the torture but you wont be the one I’m torturing sweetheart, I’ve got other plans but until then stay safe, and really you shouldn’t be out so late with random girls, that blonde could totally be a psycho killer.

     

    Wait shit she saw me. Now she is stalking me I can’t fucking believe this, why didn’t my mother just send me to Canada or something?

     

    Before I could say anything else she hung up and I was left standing there still on the verge of pissing my pants, I should go take care of that.

     

     

     

    I can’t fucking believe she played me like that. Nobody breaks my heart not even her. I’m talking to myself. Normally I’d vent to Roy but I can’t see him anymore. If she found out she would hurt him, he annoys me but I can’t have that happen.

     

     

    I go to the nearest Wal-Mart to buy some bullets. Hey it sounds cheap but since I have no other way to getting this shit for myself this is my only option. I grab all I need and I continue planning so I make the call.

     

    Ring ring

     

    I hope he picks up.

     

    “Hello?”

     

    Hey pretty Ricky I’ve got an idea for you.

     

    “Who the fuck is this?” yeah this shit won’t be easy.

     

    Remember the girl who broke into your place but didn’t get shit? Yeah that was me.

    I’m still pissed about that damn dog biting my ass but I’ll suck it up, this is more important.

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