Melody 3

Melody, Melody, Melody. How you played with my soul and enticed me to become obsessed with you only to find out how truly futile you are. Raise above your father issues, you incompetent fool.
I slam my fifth shot of meth and she is home. Every problem on my table of rubbish - gone. She doesn't matter to me any longer as a domestic rodent in the wild would. I spit on her shoes in a vision, imagining her with bucked teeth and a hunched back. A disgusting, filthy pig of a cunt lives on inside of her.
She knows.
She knows she brings a warmth to my chest I have not been able to feel since… ever. Fuck her. Manipulative witches need not a place in my life. In my peripheral. In my town.
I spend the next few hours planning. Her family's schedule has become second nature to me from hacking their security cameras – because wonderful Melody lives in the suburbs – and so there should be no difficulty in finding the right time to snatch her to myself.
Only I succumb to one problem. How the fuck do I ensure she does not escape? All I can imagine are her pilfered screams rattling through the neighbourhood provoking my fellow neighbours to call the authorities in favour of the obvious rape whore.
I cannot tape her mouth shut.
Perhaps a babysitter will prevent the trepidations.

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Cold and wet feet track down the man as he runs for what is commonly left at one's end of a rope. Human beings prefer to die than suffer, but when given the revolver, he reconsiders.

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I decide to meet my nephew in the park Saturday morning to present my preposition in person. I waste no time getting ready for this painful conversation. As expected, I'm met with his reluctant, shrewd response to aiding in a kidnapping.
"Dude. What the fuck?" his blue eyes are wide as he answers my question. It is now, he decides to stick to selling drugs and hassling nude photos out of underage girls.
"An hour a day to check in on her. Don't act like this is the first time I've asked a commitment of you."
He shakes his head.
"Pay me double."
"Do you really think money is a problem, Matt?"
"From here, it's all I care about."