jealous girl - Tamber

The start of a desperation.

"Not today..!" Dewey groaned as he headbutt me, making me go dizzy for a second, giving dewey just enough time to grab his gun and shoot at me. 1, 2, 3 shots, and I was backed up into the glass cupboard, if only that pussy Richie could help, but he doesn't like blood so, leave the female to handle it.

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I winced as I came back into my conscious. That fucker got the best of me. I only blanked out for a few seconds, I know that because I see... Sam is holding Tara in the entry of the elevator. That girl makes me fucking crazy, if only Tara knew the affect she has on me.

It all started when I was watching a movie with Tara, It was this movie where the guy would kill for the girl and they were in love or whatever (Aka 'You'). I had a huge crush on Tara. I still do.

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"Bro, I wish someone would kill for me." Tara joked, but I couldn't help but think into it. "I'm sure people would." I say, leaning back into the couch. Tara leaned her head on my shoulder, resting her face in the crook of my neck, I couldn't help but blush. "Yeah, right!" Tara giggled. I could feel her breath reflect off my neck, and I just knew she could smell my perfume by the way she was inhaling deeper.

"Yeah, I mean, Wes seems really off lately." I joked and chuckled at my own response. Tara laughed so hard she moved her head from my shoulder. "I mean, if Wes is a killer for you, then I'm dead." I laughed once again. "I wouldn't let him get to you." Tara laughed, hugging my arm in a protective way.

"Plus, I would be a better killer for sure." I half joked, testing the waters. "Aww, you'd kill for me?~ " Tara said in a flirtatious tone, immediately giggling afterwards. Little did she know that was all I needed, all the confirmation needed to bring out the psychotic thoughts. I would do anything for her.

"You'd like that, huh?~ " I flirt back, smirking as I wrap an arm around her shoulder, pulling her in as I mess up her hair with my other hand. Tara just giggled . "No!! No! Not my hair!" Tara squirmed around, giggling even more.

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Just as I snap back from the memory, I see dewey walking over to me. Yes, nows my chance.

Dewey reloads his gun, and as he's about to shoot me in the head, his phone rings. Yes, Gale, you never seem to disappoint. I think as I leap up from my position immediately stabbing dewey in the stomach, he looks down at me, pure desperation in his eyes, but you bet I ate all that shit up, smiling widely as I stab him again in the back.

"Yes, today." I snarkily remark from his comment earlier. He groans in pain, and I pull the two knives up, finishing him off.

He's sat upwards on the ground, so I just kick him down. "Can't wait to watch this movie." I muttered under my breath as I excitedly ran out of the hospital and escaped.

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So normally, I'm not one to only do 600 or so words and start a new chapter, but I think this is a pretty cool opening to longer chapters, so, LMAO?