Creepily scary

Matt should, he realized, have read the reviews more carefully. Horror movies were supposed to have ghosts or monsters. This one had a woman who'd been betrayed by a guy who slept around and had decided to get her ****.

Which, considering his recent conversation with Amy, felt just a little close to home.

"What do you think?" Amy whispered. "Is she right?"

"Maybe," Matt admitted. "The guy was a jerk for sleeping around and not bothering either to hide it or to be up-front about it."

"Hiding it would have been jerky, too."

"Yeah but not as much. At least it shows that he cares a little about their relationship. When they act like our dads, basically fucking all day at work and then coming home still smelling like perfume and pussy and not even bothering to clean up, it shows complete disrespect."

"I never thought about having an affair and keeping it secret as showing respect."

"Okay, I wouldn't say respect, exactly. Just that it's worse to lie without making an effort."

"Maybe."

Yeah, he wasn't completely convinced either. He thought about the girls he was flirting with. He hadn't lied to any of them, exactly. But would any of them decide he'd been less than upfront and decide to come after him?

"You know," she continued, "I can really understand where she's coming from. Girls have it tough. I mean, sure if you're Natasha or Tanya. But for the rest of us. I mean, look at your sister. She's so pretty but only jerks have asked her out. You'd think she would have it made."

"She is pretty. But you're pretty, too, Amy."

"I don't think I'd kill you if you screwed me over like that. Something to think about, right?"

"Uh, yeah. Don't think too hard. Killing others is rarely a smart idea."

"Oh, I don't know."

Well, the movie just got scarier.