Immoral
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Jack is my real name, but I hate it. I have nothing against the name in particular but - I don't believe it suites me. I like to change it from time to time. Jack is pretty much normal. Even so, he does have some prominent issues with his decision-making skills. But really, who doesn't? Jack also has a special gift.... but otherwise, he's normal. What gift you ask? That can be saved for later. I really do love him. I didn't mean for something like this to happen, but what else could I have done? He barely pays attention to me. Hopefully this helped him... Isabelle is content. She gets to spend most days with Jack, even if she has work to do that separates them at times. Even so, they're in the same work place. It's all she could have hoped for. What else could there be?
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"What...can you please tell me what's going on. Why are you so mad?" she pleaded for answers. Damn she's good. She stood up from the couch and started walking towards me, trying to touch me. "Do you really want me away? Away from you. Like really really go?" she asked me again, acting confused. This time I see tears in her eyes threatening to roll out. I can't. I can't. Why can't she fucking tell me the truth. I literally saw what she did. Really pissed, I started shouting. "YES, I'M BLOODY SURE AIMEE. SO CAN YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE FOR NOW". Reluctantly she turned away from me, walking towards where she left her stuff earlier, sniffling. She took her things and was ready to leave me. I opened the door for her. Almost stepping out from my house, she took my shaking hand by surprise. "You know you can talk to me right. I'm always here for you. Always", she said. It only pissed me more. She stopped at the doorstep turning to look at me. But I was a jerk. Because I fucking shoved her out of my house.

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