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I approach the man with perfect posture and a confident attitude as Margret huddles underneath of a table, crying. “Apologize to my wife, you coward.” “You can’t make me,” the man retaliates with a smirk. “Oh, yes, I fucking can,” I yell, decking him square in the left cheek. “I can’t help the fact that your wife is a whore!” he screams back, spitting out a tooth and landing a blow of his own. My eyes light up with a new rage as I pound my fist repeatedly into his face, coating it in a thin layer of blood. The man is thrown into the floor, scrambling to get away. “Take it back! Take it fucking back, you goddamn pussy!” the beating continues as he is pushed further into the floor with every succeeding blow. “Danny, stop!” I could hear her …show more content…

I had slept around with almost every “slut” in our junior high, and let’s just say that I was good at my job. It was easy to convince literally any chick to get with me, not that there had to be convincing at all. I had naturally good looks, as well as a naturally low grade point average. This would be the reason why I got held back a few years, making me older, and therefore, more desirable, anyways. I was the ultimate “sleaze-bag boyfriend” package. Sadly, in my old, old age of 28, I now have back problems and a receding hairline, so I guess you could say that I was lucky to have found Margret at that exact moment in time. Margret and I were inseparable that summer, and the entire graduating eighth grade class of 1983 knew. We were the talk of Cottonwood Falls, Kansas. “I can’t believe Dan has been with that chick for so long.” “Are you sure he isn’t cheating on that poor girl?” “Isn’t Daniel like… 3 years older than her? That’s so… repulsive.” “Margret doesn’t know what she’s gotten herself into.” Even my own friends were skeptical of our relationship. “Dude,” my buddy Chad asked one morning, “Is she that easy to get into? If so… sign me up, if you know what I-” “I swear to god,” I turned to him, with a look of malice, “If you finish that sentence, I am going to shove my fist down your throat.” He, along with the rest of my friends, got the message that this relationship was the most serious I had ever been in. Along with the last relationship I

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