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Psychotic
With a crash, Hsu burst his muscular, tanned and handsome young physique through the door.
"God damnit, you pathetic whore," he sneered at his girlfriend, rubah. "where's my dinner?"
"I'm sorry, Stu", rubah, a homely brunette replied. "I'd forgotten!" Hsu let out an angry bellow, and started screaming at rubah.
"You worthless bitch!" he spat. "You're an ugly slag!"
"Please, Stu, don't say these things!" she wailed.
"Get the smurf out of my sight, you snivelling little slapper!" Hsu shouted. "Go on, get the smurf out of here!" rubah fled into the Lounge, her heart pumping. Why did he have to treat her so badly? She just wanted to be loved. Was that so wrong? Perhaps it was her fault that Stu was like this. After all, he never used to be so angry all the time. Not before he met rubah...could it be that it was all her fault? "What the living smurf is this, you cheating worm?" rubah glanced up. Hsu had marched into the room and was now furiously staring at her framed photograph of Steve Jobs.
"It's nothing!" rubah said quickly, realising the danger she was in. "I just admire his hardware, that's all!" That was it. Those were the magic words. With a howl of rage, Hsu grabbed the photo and hurled it to the floor, breaking the glass. "No!" cried out rubah, getting to her feet. She rushed towards Hsu and the photo, and Hsu instinctively struck her in the face, knocking her down instantly.
"You harlot!" he yelled. Now he was really only angry with himself for what he had done to the woman he loved, but he was going to take it out on her anyway, because she had made him do that. He climbed on top of her, and punched her square on the nose. rubah shrieked in pain, as blood trickled out of both nostrils. Hsu was not finished yet. Clenching his fist, he hit her again, and again, and again. His victim was thrashing about, trying to avoid the blows now raining down upon her face, but to no avail. Finally, Hsu's arms felt heavy and he climbed off her, leaving her face a red mess as he wandered away, wondering at the madness that had taken ahold of him.
"I'm....I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE!" rubah managed to shout. Hsu knew what would happen if she did, and charged right back at her, and began aiming kicks at her prone form, and a sickening thud accompanied each one, indicating that his foot had found its mark. He then grabbed rubah by her long hair, and dragged her into the kitchen and threw her up onto the counter. Hsu pulled off his belt, and rubah sobbed and howled while he did this. He then swung the belt at rubah.
"You" crack! "will" crack! "NEVER" crack! "tell" crack! "ANYONE" crack! "about" crack! "this!" crack! And, seizing the belt with both hands, he wrapped it around her neck and pulled it taught. rubah gasped and spluttered, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as Hsu slowly choked the life out of her. He released her when he thought she might perish, and rubah fell off the kitchen counter to the floor.
Hsu then began to rapidly pace up and down the kitchen, muttering to himself. "But she made me do it...if she hadn't have...and Steve Jobs...it wasn't my fault at all! The police will surely...but I can't go to jail...this woman!" during this time, rubah had begun to recover, and had grasped a frying pan in her hand. She did not know what she was doing, she was not thinking...instinct seemed to be taking over. Hsu, seeing this, was shaken from his trance. "No...oh no you don't!" and he came at rubah again, but this time she was prepared.
"NO!" she shrieked, and swung the frying pan with what strength she had left and caught Hsu square on the side of his head with a loud clang. Hsu fell. rubah dropped the still ringing frying pan. "Stu?" she pleaded. "S-Stu? Stu, wake up!" Hsu did not stir, as blood began to pour from the gash rubah had created.
Throughout the night, rubah sat next to Hsu, rocking back and forth, crying. She knew what she had to do, but she could not find it within herself to do it. The sun would soon be rising, and then it would be too late. She would be seen. People would have questions. She steeled herself, and forcefully dragged his body out into the garage, and stuffed it into the trunk of her car, along with some garbage bags, a can of gasoline and a shovel.
In the woods, in the lonely woods rubah's terrible deed was done. Hsu was dead, and she was dead inside as she watched the flesh of the man she had loved burn. How had it come to this? They had been so in love, and they had both paid the ultimate price for a moment of madness. She drove home, flung herself into bed and collapsed with exhaustion.
The police came a-knocking at mid day...
I, Psychotic, possibly the greatest human being ever to live, read about the case on page 12 of the Daily Mail over my lunch of cucumber, fish, and chips. And that's how I found out about EoFF.
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