NOT WHAT I THOUGHT

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JONAH'S P.O.V

For three day's Jonah had not slept for even a minute. Ever since meeting Joshua Cage he has tried desperately to undo those days events. No matter how hard he tried he could not justify his previous school of thoughts on life. 

Calling his supervisor, no one at work seemed to care if he was dead or alive. Trying to solicit any kind of reaction, he tried quitting over the phone, but the person in charge just informed him he had to wait two weeks before reapplying.

As far as his father was concerned he was sick so good riddance. Whatever Jonah did or focused on he could not elicit those same emotions he had pre-Joshua. All the rage and resentment he felt was now replaced by sadness and frustration. While he still felt like a loser, he no longer felt any anger towards anyone but himself. Helpless and alone he spent days staring at Jolene's profile.

Why did he suggest a meetup?

For months she was his only friend and didn't know it. For months she had shared with him the most intimate details of her life and he fabricated all of his. Pulling up his facebook page he began to assemble a collage of women resembling Jolene. Among them were Lana Del Ray, Norah Jones, Megan Fox and every other girl he could think of who would never give him the time of day. Underneath he created poll listing their names and a question that asked: 

"In what order would you kill these bitches and how?"

Placing Mrs. Del Ray at the top of his list he noted how he would strangle her in her brazier. 

How? 

Easy!

He would approach her for an autograph. Claiming to have vinyl in his car he would lure her away from her friends. Being the dumb bitch that she was she would follow him willingly. When her back was turned and they were safely away from her entourage he would put her in a chock hold, drag her to his car, remove her underwear and finish her off.

Chicks like this always went for the Ted Bundy types. They would rather be with an attractive psycho killer and claim true love then be with a decent looking guy that won't kill them in their sleep.    

The only reason he had started this Facebook page, in the beginning, was to access tons of free graphic comic books online. His favorite had always been the punisher. Reading them he would envision himself has the man in power, killing every motherfucker who got in his way. 

Refreshing the page to see if it got any traction he concluded that he had to come clean. Worst case scenario Jolene switches seats and never looks at him again. Conversation after conversation with her he tried to trick her into falling into his narrative. Instead, all he did was affirm that all the thoughts people have ever had about him were true.

That settles it, he thought,  come Friday he would force his way to work pull her aside and confess. If she tells him to fuck off and die, it's not as if that would be a first for him someone's had that reaction to something he'd said. 





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