lieutenantantichrist | [18] [anon text] - "It Doesn't Unbang Your Mom."

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[18] [anon text] - "It Doesn't Unbang Your Mom."

Hey. It's too hot to do anything today, so you might as well talk.

What's the worst thing anybody ever did to you?

[That comes first. It's a minute or so before the rest follows.]

What would the dirtbag have to do to make you forgive them?

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Maybe you're right. I tried leaving once before but it didn't end well for me. I never did get out.

I just came here.

[Well that sure sounds a lot less like a cheating girlfriend and more like "what the hell is your life."]

Was she your girlfriend or your cult leader?

[It was sounding pretty damn Stockholmy to begin with.]

She was never my girlfriend.

[Oh, uh, he didn't mean to let the gender slip like that.]

[Blake just made that assumption.]

Cult leader, then. Or kidnapper. Started getting fuzzy feelings when she didn't shoot you in the head?

[It was the right assumption! And now Greed's confirmed that, whoops.]

Shoot me in the head? Nothing like that happened. It wasn't a kidnapping, either.

You said you tried to skip town and you couldn't.

Doesn't sound like a normal friendly situation. Sounds like she called all the shots.

I was caught when I tried to leave.

But I'm not going to deny that I had little control of the situation.

Somebody you say you loved, who used you for shit and wouldn't let you leave.

Whatever the relationship was, it's long past time to call the fucking cops.

The police wouldn't help someone like me.

It doesn't matter anyway because she's not here.

It doesn't matter who you are. That's what police are for.

You haven't forgotten her, though.

That may be true, but I

There's nothing they could do. I can't get into it.

I'll never forget her.

Is she the one who told you that?

Whatever the fuck this place is, it means you got away from the crazy bitch. That means you have your own damn life now.

No, she never said anything like that to me.

I believe it is best to say we come from very different worlds in a literal sense and to leave it at that.

[There's a pronounced pause as he takes in the second part.]

Yeah. I guess I did.

But she kept you around, even when you didn't want to be.

Yeah, I'm starting to get used to hearing that. Sounds like you're from someplace almost fucked up enough to be the real world.

So here you are. Here's your chance to leave the crazy bitch behind.

Funny you would say I don't live in the real world. My world is the real world to me.

But you're right. She's not here. She's never been here.

Hell, after all this time, I should get around to the habit of calling it "my world" one of these days. That'll never stop being weird.

Then the only hold she has on you is in your head.

You'll make people happier that way. This world is just as real as the ones we're from.

With any luck she'll never come here. I don't want to have to deal with it.

Drop me a line if she does. There's got to be some kind of magic bullshit island version of a restraining order.

[He's forgotten that that'll be a little hard, being anonymous]

[He's going to hope she never shows up, but he appreciates the thought, even if it's going to be difficult to ask another anonymous person for help.]

Thanks. If she shows up, I'll be sure to ask for you.

[How, he'll work out later.]

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