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“I didn’t tell them your secret.” My fingers dug into the wood of the window frame, the splinters cutting through my skin like little blades. The police officers were raiding the second floor, I could tell. I could hear them. They were going to find the attic, and then me. “Tell me you believe me, and I’ll jump.”
“What difference does it make?” He bared his fangs, staring at me with forced boredom.
The fire spread, licking at the grass and approaching us with surprising speed, though he didn’t seem to mind at all. We were already dangerously close to getting caught.
“Because it’s the truth,” I screamed.
Our eyes met in the dark and held for a moment.
“I don’t believe you, but I’ll still catch you,” he said. “I will always catch you, the fucking dumbass that I am.”
“What do you mean?”
“You soften me.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to fucking kill you! You’re too fun to fuck with. Now Get. The. Hell. Down.”
― Angry God
“What difference does it make?” He bared his fangs, staring at me with forced boredom.
The fire spread, licking at the grass and approaching us with surprising speed, though he didn’t seem to mind at all. We were already dangerously close to getting caught.
“Because it’s the truth,” I screamed.
Our eyes met in the dark and held for a moment.
“I don’t believe you, but I’ll still catch you,” he said. “I will always catch you, the fucking dumbass that I am.”
“What do you mean?”
“You soften me.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to fucking kill you! You’re too fun to fuck with. Now Get. The. Hell. Down.”
― Angry God
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you are a bit unhinged.”
He said “a bit” for the sake of civility. Truth was, you couldn’t be a bit unhinged, just like you couldn’t be “a bit” dead. Being crazy demanded commitment, which I certainly showed.”
― Angry God
He said “a bit” for the sake of civility. Truth was, you couldn’t be a bit unhinged, just like you couldn’t be “a bit” dead. Being crazy demanded commitment, which I certainly showed.”
― Angry God
“Ten minutes later, his suicide letter was done. The handwriting was legit, and he got a nice incentive to play along, seeing as I gave him a deal he couldn’t refuse.
“Write the letter and go peacefully, swallowing a bunch of pills. Don’t write the letter and I slit your wrists in your bathtub and watch you bleed. Either way, you’ll be dead before dinnertime, and it will look like suicide. The awful, messy way or the peaceful way? Up to you.”
He chose the pills.”
― Angry God
“Write the letter and go peacefully, swallowing a bunch of pills. Don’t write the letter and I slit your wrists in your bathtub and watch you bleed. Either way, you’ll be dead before dinnertime, and it will look like suicide. The awful, messy way or the peaceful way? Up to you.”
He chose the pills.”
― Angry God
“Fine. Whatever. Fuck it. They’re whiny and annoying and could grow up to be fucking serial killers. Who needs them?”
― Angry God
― Angry God
“Kissing him was like standing on the edge of a cliff. Nice view, but you knew it was deadly.”
― Angry God
― Angry God
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