Babe

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Silence. A shuffling of feet. The dragging of something heavy, and large thumping sound. The door closes. She sniffs the air and smiles. And only her voice. Nothing else.


"Hey babe."

"I missed you."

"I'm sorry. It took me a while to find him."

"But I'm back."

"Did you miss me?"

"Babe. I love you."

"Please come back."

"Use me."

"Use me!"

"Use me!"

"USE ME GODDAMMIT!"


She laughs and stares.


"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lashed out."

"I just missed you so much."

"I love you so much babe."

"Let's be happy again please?"

"I invited some of my friends for later!"

"You know a few of them."

"Hey babe."

"Do you still hate him?"

"Do you love me?"

"Will you love me more?"

"Babe."

"Love me."

"Love me!"

"Love me!"

"LOVE ME!"


She laughs hysterically. Another shuffling of feet. The door slowly creaks open. She exits and drags the heavy thing into the room. The door shuts.


"Look!"

"I did this for you."

"Will you love me even more?"

"Use me more than before?"

"Babe."

"Are you proud of me?"

"I killed him for you."

"So you don't have to stain your hands."

"It's too much effort."

"I died a lot of times."

"But I convinced him to calm down."

"And then I went for it."

"Babe."

"You are proud of me aren't you?"

"Think of this as my gift."


She held up the thing she brought along and unwrapped it.


"It's a dead Jamie!"

"Aren't you happy he's dead?"

"I'm happy if you are."

"I love you so much babe."

"I love you so so much."

"I love you so much. I let you use me."

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