Marcie talks to her Ex

Gina was sitting on the floor waiting for Daniel to arrive already.

Then she heard a car pull up and Marcie step out.

“Ohh Not you again you stupid cow.” Said Gina

“Gina, where’s Susan?”

“Why do you want her?”

“Because last I remember you clearly didn’t want her as much as that emo embarrassment.” She said as the back door opened and Daniel came out with a Duffel bag filled with stuff.

“Marcie Storm!”

“So you’re here as well you emo freak!” She said as she went behind Susan’s chair

“Battle is all about memory, if you can pick up on certain moves and signs, you can just predict exactly what your opponents thinking!” He Said as he pulled out his metal baseball bat from his bag and ran towards Susan.

Marcie pulled the chair Susan was tied to away, and Daniel destroyed the table instead.

“But even so!” He Said

“You know upon retrospect, having a boyfriend like you, was fucking embarrassing, you emo asshole!” Said Marcie

“Boyfriend?!” Said Both Gina and Susan

“How many times must I say it, I experienced the cruel nature of my foster parents, and their cruelty just ....flowed through me like electricity, I realized the anguish of having such good for nothing parents, and came to the conclusion that I must kill them!” He Said clinching his metal bat

“Oh god this again, Quit bringing that up well you!”

“Hey..... do you remember?”

“Argh Nope!” She said as Daniel pointed his bat at her.

“Listen Marcie, it was a normal day at school, the 4 of us went into that restroom to have a “private chat”, I was holding Susan, while you were holding Gina like a lesbian, Susan and Gina were crying to themselves and I could tell you would do the same when you lost all of it, your friends, your money, and your status!”

“So Fucking what, is this something you’re really bringing up right here right now!”

“Right here and right now, is exactly why I bring it up, all you girls do is cry, cry as you live, NO, cry as you DIE!” He Said

“You really are fucked up you know that, I’m getting really tired of you living in the past, let’s end this while I’ve got the time!” She said as she pulled out a blood stain box cutter.

“Taste Despair, it kills just as much as Sweet little Misery!” He Said he held it in a blocking stance as they both were ready to end each other.