April 24, 2013

The Secret Admiring of a Mad Woman

She saw him everyday on her way to work. She knew his route I'm stupid. Knew where he worked. It wasn't difficult since he took the same roads everyday. She loved him like no other could and would do anything for him, but today she was irritated. Really irritated. He'd taken the same route as he always did, only today he wasn't alone. Today he was with another woman.

She was his. How dare this other woman try to take him from her. She would have to take care of that little problem, quickly. But for now she had a much more important matter to attend to.