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Anna said with a soft voice. "What the fuck do I need a psychiatrist for? I'm not fucking crazy." Lorenzo hissed, groaning as the chains scraped his now pale skin. "Of course you're not. The government just thought it'll be better if you had someone to talk to." Anna said as she tried to reach out for his hand but he jerked it away. "Don't fucking touch me! I don't need anyone to talk to. Just get me out of these chains so I can go see my girlfriend. Now!" Lorenzo shouted.

Stupid guy! He didn't just tag alone, he also stated some words; 'When you meet the right, hot, person. You've got it all. Fuck that useless git.' Wow. Useless? Git? Fuck? This guy was so stupid. He didn't have to insult me so bad. He at least knew I was so emotional. But duh, he didn't even care about my feelings. He was indeed a really smart, and pretentious guy. He played so bad. But thankfully, I didn't release my gem to him.

-YOU CAN HAVE THE GIRL- I texted back. -HUH? NOT FUN- -STFU AND GET OFF MY DAMN PHONE- -EASY BOY. YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW, THAT I WANT YOU- -WELL, I REALLY DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU, OKAY?- -YOU WILL. SOON- -NO I WON'T- -REALLY?- What breed of crazy is this guy? He's totally sick in the head. I hissed and tossed my phone away. It beeped again. Twice.

I mutter, as if saying it aloud will make it true. But the doubt lingers. I may not remember much from before the accident. I've seen the pictures. The videos. The headlines. Evidence of the man I used to be. The way I treated women. The recklessness. Sometimes, I wonder if this is karma having its way with me. Frustration tightens in my chest, my grip firm around the vase in front of me. The urge to throw it, to hear it shatter against the wall, is almost unbearable. But I'm tired. Tired of breaking things. Tired of this cycle.

My heart was pounding so loudly, my ears were ringing. “You shouldn’t be speaking to me,” I told him, He looked irritated by my words. “Has he taken that from you, too? The power to talk to people-” “That's not it.” I shook my head, “You know that-”

In his place stood Sheikh Pataudi, the name whispered in fear across borders. His jaw tightened, and then, without warning, he picked up a steel chair and slammed it against the concrete wall. The crash echoed through the basement, dust falling from the ceiling. His chest heaved, but it wasn’t enough. He needed more. He picked up a bottle, hurled it so hard it shattered against the far wall, glass spraying everywhere. He dragged his fist across the table, knocking down weapons, his knuckles bleeding. A laugh tore from his throat — bitter, wild, unhinged.

The humiliation only deepened, twisting into something else, something I didn’t want to admit even to myself. “You're a MAD MAN!!!” I SCREAMED LOUDLY

They were my angels. But then one day Justin snapped. He became evil, dark and absolutely insane. I don’t know what happened to him, or why he changed and decided to become the person that he is today. I tried everything in my power to make him stop, to save him from damnation but it only seemed to make it worse. I thought that one day he would change for the better, that one day he would go back to being the person that I always knew him as. But he never stopped, he never listened and he didn’t care about anything that I had to say anymore.

It surprised Kelvin that she spoke so poorly. She had already unlocked the door and gone when he became enraged. He cursed uncontrollably, "Sanctimonious. a woman who a disabled person has abandoned. The fact that someone wants you is acceptable. Would you dare reject me? If it's your fault, then don't hold it against me for being unkind. Let's wait and see what kind of life you have here! Stupid!"

The phone dropped from my hand, and Robby was quick enough to catch it. Jesus Christ of Nazareth! What kind of shameless animal is this, Adam Stone? He is shameless enough to the extreme of staining his own name. He is okay with all this shit on his name and legacy? He is proud of this disgusting sh*t he has in life? The nerve of this sick bastard! What sort of being is he? What is wrong with him because I want to believe that no sane person would act this way? Is he mentally retarded? An apathetic psychomaniac? A…