Walking Tall

Peace is For Believers

((((((To the few abd far that do read this I would like to say I am sorry I haven't been updating as I should. I have been in the middle of a move..teo actually haha abd dealing with my ex step grandma and grandpa keeping me away from the beloved horse they got for me to ride. Yes it is still theirs but i spent effort on him haha so he's mine. Anyway seeing as I now will have to buy a horse I practically trained myself Ill have to get a higher paying job and more hours to get and keep him so i may have yet another long span of no postings. I apologize and will keep those that care updated on the situation. Thanks for reading. GIVE ME FEEDBACK!!!!!!)))))))

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Andrew watched as they carried his exs garbage, Tall he believed he was called. Andrew had spent six months trying to get into that bitches pants and it takes him all of a day to get into them? Hell no. He cannot have what he worked so damn hard for. He is going to have her. One way or the other and now that he knew what it felt like to stap flesh he was perfectly willing to do so again.

He will get what is rightfully his. No matter what.

Andrew sighed. He had struck to soon and now their tent laid closer inside the camp then ever before. How was he supposed to kill the piece of dirt Indian now?

He got up off the ground and crawled to his new car down the road. The best part about it? It was quiet. You couldnt hear it start if you put your ear on the hood to listen. He was going to figure out a plan. One way or the other. He was going to show her just who exactly she pissed off. He has to let himself heal first. Wouldn't want to ruin a good kill by being crippled. This 'Tall' was going to pay for stealing his girl. If he couldn't have her then by god no one can. Hell show her just how much he'd meant it when he'd said it. Slut thought he was kidding. He'd show her, he thought as he parked his car and unlocked his apartment. He went to the fridge and grabbed a cold beer, sat down on the sofa and turned on the tv. Of course nothing good was on. Once he got done with his six pack he went to his bedroom and laid on his bed. The wheels in his mind were turning. He had to kidnap her, but how?

"How am I supposed to get around that lug of an idiot?" He asked aloud. Andrew thought a moment. Surely the hospital gave him pain medicines. At night they make you take more, stronger, medicines to insure you fall asleep and feel comfortable. If Andrew were to kidnap her it would have to be at night and soon, but she won't go easily. He'd need some help and he knew just who to ask too.
But another issue rose. His needs hadn't been fulfilled since that Indian had stepped in. How was he going to fulfill his needs? Should he take another woman or wait for the sweet satisfaction of Claire. The look of pain on her face. Oh he could see it then. He wiggled from the thought.