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Black Cat Paper -2 Please Read...
We all have a breaking point. There is only so much abuse and so much suffering a man (or a woman) can take before they understand their limits or their faults or whatever it happens to be. Today, I reached my breaking point - my breaking point was betrayal. And I hate boring you (how ever-so-rude of me) with all of my nonsense and structured sentences and whatever, but I feel this is something that almost all of us knew was going to happen...and I almost wish we hadn't.
Paper said today, in the hopes that word wouldn't reach back to me from three separate people, that when she moved with KrisB that she intending on severing all ties to me: making sure I had no means of contact, that I could never find where she was, that as far as I was concerned that she had dropped off the face of the plant. Obviously, she had no idea what to do when I found out and confronted her.
She did was she always did. At first she tried to brush it off like nothing had happened, that she didn't even care, that there was nothing she regretted, whatever. You all know how she is (if you don't, I suppose now is a good time to say you have little purpose in reading this). The less she said to me, obviously, the angrier and angrier I got. Really, I wanted no part of this conversation, I wanted her to ask me to forgive her, I wanted her to tell me she was sorry. The only time she did, she sounded agitated as though she wanted the conversation to come to a finale. She even had me screaming.
she said her only regret would be walking to the bus stop.
With progression and time, I grew angrier and angrier, despite one of my favorite Scooby Doo movies being on, which was usually a good enough excuse for me to end a conversation with someone. Repeatedly I tried to corner her, asking her how she would feel if she were me, asking what she would do in this position, trying to make her understand the pain I felt in knowing that she had actually said that about me to someone. She constantly battered that she didn't know how she would feel because she obviously wasn't me. Her second answer was suicide.
To anyone who knows her, know that she had no intention of missing any of us, and was satisfied to hear that few people would miss her because of the emotional and verbal abuse we all sit through. She said she would have been much happier if no one missed her anyway. I'm sorry if any of you don't believe this happened. It did, and I have the tear stains to prove it.
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