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Sneaking around, I feel so dirty. What's that? Door's opening, shit. Hide in the closet.
Two voices outside, male and female. His and what used to be mine. A small flame of jealousy erupts.
Douse it quick before it's noticed.
A simpering giggle invades my ear. Whispering-dirty words; attempts at seduction. Stupid bitch.
We're succumbing, rapidly spiraling downward. Clothes hit the floor, bedsprings creak, voices escalate. I shut my eyes, wishing to shut my ears. Morbid curiousity prevents me from covering them.
Whispered promises, familiar to me, spoken to her. I love you. Fuck me. Hold me.
Kill me, please?