Ch 3. Your A Joke To Me

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I took my phone after I got thousands of messages from Andrew. The thought of talking to him made me happy and relieved. So I picked up the call, yet he told me to come to his location immediately.

So, of course, I drove as fast as I could. I arrived at his house only to see the ambulance parked and lights on. I then saw Andrew sitting on the patio crying, I ran over to ask him what happened. He then told me his wife was hit by the door, which made her slip, and the knife she used fell into her stomach along with all the other knives. He told me how terrifying it was to see his wife die just like that.

He wanted to pray she wasn't dead, but he knew she had a slight chance of surviving. I know I should be sad too, but I realized now is my chance to make him mine. So, being as sly and fabulous as I am, I sat over and gave him a nice long hug. He cried into my shoulders as I took in the nice feeling of his body with mine.

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Andrew was staying at my house for a month after the death of his wife and the funeral. I was happy to spend time with him even if all he did was be a wuss about his wife(not anymore). Though I would normally keep quiet, I let a sentence that should've never been said slip out. "Well, it's not like she was special,there's other people to fall for she was just a girl with a name and a face." The moment I let it go, I knew it was over for us.

I-I-I-I.. I didn't mean to say that I meant it as you shouldn't cry so much! I really didn't mean that! He looked at me with the worst disgusted expression I've ever seen. As if he hated me, with no warning at all, he walked over and slapped me as harshly as he could. He then proceeded to say I was the worst joke he's ever seen..

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