(Untitled) - [Chapter 3]

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"Erasing my existence off of the face of the earth?" she questioned.

“That's right, you no longer exist. There are no bank records or credit cards left. Not even a birth certificate, it was like you never existed.” I said, taking great pleasure in watching her world flip upside down in her eyes.

“Why? … Why would you do that?” She stammered.

“You embarrassed me; I needed to get your attention to figure out why the fuck you just up and left. Why I was no longer 'Man' enough for you.”

“That's what this is all about?!?! You ruined my life because I didn't give you a proper reason for leaving?!?!?”

“Yup.”

“You're a sick sadistic son of a bitch. You …” She started yelling when all of a sudden a little red dot lined up on her chest.

“Get Down!” I Yelled as I Tackled her to the ground. Just as I did that the window shattered as a bullet came whizzing through the room. “Looks like I am not the only one who wanted you to disappear.” I said with a chuckle.

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“What the fuck just happened?” She was panicking. “Why is everyone coming after me?”

“I don't know, maybe someone else wasn't man enough for you?” I retorted.

“Shut the fuck up, you asshole.”

Just as she was about to start yelling at me again, there was a knock on the door.

“Oh what the fuck now?” I groaned. “Who is it?” I asked.

“FBI! Open the door!”

“Shit, Shit, Shit!” I screamed under my breath. “Just a second!” I yelled back. “Quick, go flush all the coke, I have to get rid of some shit.”

“As if I'd fucking help you, you piece of shit.” She said with a grimace as she crossed her arms.

“Just go fucking do it you damn drama queen; or did you forget that if you're caught here with drugs you're just as guilty as I am?” She frantically started picking up the drugs and rushing them to the bathroom. “Fucking moron.” I muttered under my breath when she left the room.

Don Oerkfitz

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