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'What's wrong..?'
'Tim? What's wrong?'
'What's wrong?'
'Tim..?'
I flipped fucking shit. I grabbed her throat and began shaking her violently, digging my nails through the skin on her neck. She let out a shriek as I threw her frail body to the bedroom door, breaking multiple bones in her body.
I reached under my pillow and pulled out a gun. I aimed at her fat, fucking head and I pulled the trigger. Her brains splattered all over the wall, along with blood and shattered skull fragments.
I moved closer to her body, still shooting, filling her chest with bullet wounds until the magazine ran dry.
I slammed the gun down on her now pulverized face, and started punching and kicking the dead carcass.
By the time I was finished, there was only a mass of beaten flesh laying in the middle of my bedroom floor. Blood gushed out of every wound, staining the carpet.
I stood over the body, the rage that filled me had been unleashed, and someone was now dead.
I fell to my knees, tears forming and beginning their slow decent down my cheeks. In the midst of the anarchy I had caused, I could only hear a few words being repeated in the chaos of thoughts that was my mind.
'What's wrong?'
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