How Complicated Can It Get

Chapter Thirty Two

Agnus's Point of View

they were there together. Just sitting there mocking me, having a party. I have wanted Jake since we we were together for ten years, until Jake decided to leave me for his ex-wife Jane. They were laughing, and having fun with their three kids. I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to do something to make them suffer. My boyfriend came home two nights ago, with explosives. I asked him, if I could use it to blow something, or someone up. "Yeah, sure babe." He said as he walked out of the room. "How can I make Jane suffer more than just killing her?" I asked myself. I still want Jake, but I want Jane to be out of the picture for good. What would happen if Jane's precious bakery where to go up in flames?. I wonder if Jane would have a nervous breakdown and die. The only downside was, Jake would be their to comfort her, and to "calm her down". It made me so mad, that I could just walk over there and kill her myself. But I would loose Jake forever. That night, I wandered through the streets until I came to look into the bakery window. No one was there, so I decided to sneak in and plant my bomb. As I set the timer, footsteps became more prominent. I had to get out of here. I walked to a bench, that was across the street, and just sat there waiting for my bomb to go "BOOM". Then when I was starting to get nervous that someone had found it, "BOOM" I was shot over the bench and onto the ground. I watched the bakery I have dread for over 10 years, burning to the cold wet ground. I ducked behind the park bench, just as I saw Jake's car pulling up. Jane rushed out, and straight to where I wanted her. I had something else in mind, to help make sure Jane would not live to see tomorrow. I peeked back up, only to find Jane in Jake's arms. It was time for me to go to plan B. I pulled a tranquilizer gun out of my black purse. I aimed the shot, and fired.