It's Me, Charlie

by C.M. Guidroz

Jessie will be moving in this week, she doesn’t know it yet but I’ve waited long enough.

I had a rough time in middle school but once I got to high school I made sure to get rid of the cats. She thought they got out and ran away. I enjoyed the popping sound their necks made when you pull on it hard enough.

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY

The relief I feel as I finish pissing in her mop bucket is almost orgasmic.

what an unpleasent image.

For a moment I wish my mom was still around, I wish I hadn’t done what I’d done.

oh great.

It doesn’t surprise me that even with her tongue ripped out and her head buried deep in the dirt she still can’t shut up.

“It’s me, Charlie.”

Looking at the slice in my arm I can tell it’s not too deep. The sting of betrayal cuts deeper,

I’m going to be the man Jessie wants and needs, she just doesn’t know it yet.

“Jessie, I took care of all of that for you. I know you don’t have any friends.

HELP WHYS HE SUDDENLY INSULTING HER

Rejection. I can’t take another rejection, not when I have put so much into the relationship. Jessie will love me, or she will die.

I can see it in her eyes she's being genuine,

he's so dumb good god