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“Oh, Scott!” Krissy gushes. “I can’t believe it! You’re alive!” True, Krissy had always held a special spot in Scott’s jaded heart. But she had betrayed him, and he’d never really gotten over it. “Hello, Krissy,” he says, eyeing her venomously. “How’s Roger?” “Oh, Scott! Please forgive me! It’s all so complicated. It was a very confusing period of my life...I... I don’t expect you to...”“Save it, toots,” he says impulsively. “You know, maybe I deserved it. After all the relationships I’ve ruined without batting an eyelid. Maybe this is my just reward. HA! You know, you really did a number on me...” “Oh, don’t talk like that...”“Like what!? Jesus, Krissy! You just don’t get it, do you!?” Scott feels his pulse rising, the years of pent up rage mounting within every fiber of his being, threatening to overwhelm him. He clenches his fists and takes a long, deep breath of the chilled air. He scares even himself when he gets like this. There’s a monster lying dormant in him...and it doesn’t take much to rouse it. Krissy notices the change. “Scott? Are you okay, love?” Love!? The word pierces his heart like a dagger. The nerve of this...this... “..BITCH! I hate you!” he rages, fear and utter anguish wove tightly into his words. “Don’t you ever fucking call me that again!”Tears well up in the young woman’s pristine eyes, and slowly trickle down her face. It doesn’t smear her make-up - she’s not wearing any. No, a girl like Krissy doesn’t need makeup. “Please, baby. You and I...we share a bond. Oh, Scott, you are a tormented soul. I know this! I do love you! What’s wrong with you!? Tell me!? I want to help you!” Scott raises a hand, as if to strike her, but harnesses his fury before succumbing to his impulses. “WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME!? Well, FUCK, let’s see...I’ve died not once, but TWICE within the last two days! You ever died before, Krissy!? Lemme tell ya, it’s a real BITCH! You know what it feels like to be hated, Krissy!? And I mean really hated. You know what it feels like to ALONE!? I’m ALONE, Krissy. I’ll ALWAYS be alone. And I don’t need some stupid slut...”“Scott...” Krissy trails off...unsure of what to say... A shadow seems to come over him. “I hate you! Oh, God! I love you! HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU!? How...how? Oh, God! Get a grip, Scott! Get a grip!” A wild look comes over him. Krissy takes a step back. “Scott...you’re scaring me...”
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