It's All Too Much

“Just get washed”
“A shower fuck. Oh goody! You can lick her blood off me.”
She passed a motionless me.
“I’ll be there in a minute” trying hard not to reveal any emotion.
“This is fucking special” said TD “Craziest bitch ever.”

I dressed so quickly, I cannot even remember putting on my socks. I wanted no part of this. I flew out of the apartment and down the stairs, fearing Bella would chase after me.
“Is everything OK, sir?” said the receptionist as I rushed past her, at which point I remembered that Bella had the car key. “Shit!” Thinking fast, I told TD to give her compulsion to lend me her car. She wrote down its number, a map of its location and gave me her keys.
“We’ve got to get out of here. She’s fucked” I explained to the voice in my head.
“Too right” said TD, Bitches be crazy.”

I found the car, even paid the parking fee, and drove to the nearest freeway.
“Oh I recognise that feeling” said TD “Total desperation. You’re going to kill yourself.”
“No!” but protestation was a waste of time.
“I’ll help. Not having you isolating yourself.”
My foot slammed on the accelerator, but it was not a voluntary motion. I saw the approaching truck, managed to **** the door open and throw myself into the path of an onrushing car.

THE END ... for Ben.