Knowing their schedules served a purpose though. She picked a day when he was never around
and went by his place. Peter’s brother Tom let her in.
“Hey Sue, what are you doing here?” he asked.
“Oh, am just picking up some of my stuff.” She said.
“I am sorry about Peter. He’s a fool. He shouldn’t have done that to you.” he said.
“That means a lot.” she said as tears slipped down her cheeks.
He couldn’t meet her eyes and left her by the stairs. I guess he thinks am pathetic too, she
thought to herself. She quickly went up the stairs and entered Peter’s room. First on her agenda was destroying anything that meant anything to him.
She broke and flushed all his games down the toilet drain. She smashed and broke his play
station, dresser and bed.
She smashed all his trophies, photo frames, and collectables. Each subsequent smash was more and more satisfying. She ripped up all his clothes and sheets and the destruction in the room felt good. When there was nothing left to destroy she picked a shard of glass and lay on his tattered bed.
She smiled to herself as she thought of all the chaos she had caused. She would prove to them
who was pathetic. There was no coming back from this. She would go out like a phoenix and her ruins would haunt him every day for the rest of his life.
And that Diane would see who the better woman was. She had stolen Peter but she would never get to keep him. She would lose him and it would remind her that men couldn’t be stolen.
She hummed to herself. I’m going to show them. I’m going to show them. I’m going to show
them. The thought of how their lives would be affected by this one act filled her with glee. She
giggled and thought of how much they would hurt. It was good that she felt nothing anymore.
That loss of useless feelings had strengthened her and now she was invincible. Never again
would anyone take pity on her or worse yet hurt her.
She made the first cut on her hands and the pain filled her with elation. She was free. Finally, she