December 14, 1982
* A piercing scream echoes throughout the basement*
"What is that?!" I shriek
"Well this one is a scapel, this one is a bone saw, and this one is a crowbar," says Blaine, "hahaha, I don't really know which one is my favorite, but when I figure it out that's the one i'll use".
"Use on me? Why? What did I do for you to want to kill me?" I say with eyes full of tears.
"OH BRONTE LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW!" he yells, " ugh I hate when you make me yell, and first i'm going to torture you Then i'm going to kill you! hah and sense you want to know why i'm going to kill you, the reason is because you claim not to love me....so since you don't love me...you won't get the chance to love anyone else.haha"
"But,but Blaine", I stammer desperately, "I do love you!"
Oh I'm sure you do now...but I remember you telling me that you really just don't love me. Ahhh hahaha found it, we'll start with the bone saw."
(Saw turned on)
"Please!" I scream helplessly. "Please someone help!"
"Look Blaine, I don't think its gonna work out, ya know, you and me, so I think we should start seeing other people", I say reluctantly.
"But....but don't you love me?" Blaine says with that weird look that just makes me skin crawl! Thats why I have to break up with this creepy guy now.
"I love you..."
"No Blaine", I say mater-of- fact like , " I really do not love you".
" Oh ok that's fine then I guess", he says with a weird look in his eyes. "I'm sure you'll change your mind or I'll help you change it".
"Huh?" I say
"Nothing Bronte, I gotta go but I'll see you around....."