My Killer (E.g.d)

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"Sev what the fuck and you never even fucking told the police?!" Jack stands up shouting back at me. "I don't fucking know okay this fucker has been jailed already for murdering my child and got let out okay what the fuck will the police go if he only strangled me!" I retaliate. "Jail him again. Seeing that prick behind bars again would satisfy me more than anything." There was a moment of silence. "I don't know what your scared of Seven but if you don't tell the police then I will." Jack shrug and heads towards the door. "Okay I'll fucking tell them okay! Leave Jack." I let out my anger. He thinks that it's okay to tell me what to do. Yes maybe I should tell the police but I don't need him telling me what to do. He shrugs. "Not an issue for me." I open the door for him. "Go then." I say sternly. He rolls his eyes and leaves.

I close the door and I head back into the living room sighing plopping down on my couch. I get lost in my thoughts. What is me still crying over this gonna get me? What am I still trying to achieve? How will I get over this? How will I get my life back together? Why am I so pathetic? How was i so stupid?
Constant questions flooding my brain all at once. "Fuck!" I jolt up. I take deep breathes to help me calm down. I lie back down staring at the ceiling. My eyes soon getting heavy and as soon as I know it I'm asleep.

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It's been 37382828282 centuries damn.
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