Death Of Sarah Bridget Part 1

Randy

Getting lost in work and spending time with Dave, his wife Ada, and his sons Ivan and Hayden. Been off the game for about a few days. Laying down in bed and opening the game. After doing the daily, I went into slots. In Pillar Heist. Great, Karl is in here with his groupies. How can people fall for his charm? Watching how women are just falling over him. It's sad. I know women do that to me too, but they are all whores, and I really don't like it. He is just eating it up. Looking at all the women that are in chat, one sticks out. Clicking on her profile, she is trying to be like my mother.

Chat

Randy: Good luck everyone.

Karl: Great, the lying monkey is here.

After fighting with the fat ape, I got Sarah's Foogle address. Logging out of the game and going to Foogle chat. As I typed in Sarah's information, I thought about killing that unintelligent fuck. Hating everything about him. He lies so much more than I do. I have seen him tell women many lies. Like one was that he said he would not go on the game unless this random woman was with him. But that was a lie. I saw him in here and she wasn't on. That fool, he didn't know that the woman he was talking to is on my friend's list.

Typing Sarah a quick, hey. Feeling full of rage because of that ape. Needing something, rolling over to the bedside table and getting out some dope. After taking some, feeling the edge of my rage going away. The phone in my hand dinged. Looking at it, Sarah messaged back.

Messenger:

Sarah: Hey sexy, what are you up too.

Randy: Nothing sexy, just thinking of you.

Sarah: Oh, I was thinking of you too. (Winking face)

Stupid fucking emojis.

Randy: Oh, you have, have you? What have you been thinking about?

Sarah: How I want to see you naked.

Randy: Is that right, babe?

Sarah: Yes Hun.

This bitch is nothing but a whore, just like the others. Tell them you have money and cars, and they are all over you. After chatting for hell, I don't even know how long. Finally, that whore went to bed or to go to a street corner. That is what whores do. They will sleep with anyone and anything as long as they can get money. Laying here in bed looking at the ceiling. Thinking of the woman from Iowa. She is the one I want. I keep having dreams of her. She needs me. She wants me to kill all the whores that are trying to come between us. Rage fills me once again, then sadness hit me. These cunts are making it so I can't see my love. They all need to be eliminated; waste of space is all they are. I will go back to Iowa to get my love and make her so happy that I rescued her from a world full of whores. She will be delighted that no man whore will hurt her. I will protect my baby. She deserves it; she deserves the world.

Finally, after some time, I was able to fall asleep.

Randy's dream

"Randy look, our son looks just like you." "He sure does, love." "You're more beautiful now than when we first met." "I love you, Randy."

Beep, Beep. Waking up to the stupid alarm. Taking the fucking thing and throwing it into the wall and watch it smash into pieces. "Fucking thing always ruining everything!" Ripping the covers off me and getting out of bed. Storming to the bathroom, after using the bathroom, I grabbed my phone and looked up Iowa and the store that my love works at.

Need her like she needs me. Wanting her here with me so I know she is safe and that no fuck boy tries to take her from me. Putting the phone down and get ready for work. My phone dinged, picking it back up and opening it. It's a message from Sarah. Rolling my eyes and ignoring it. Finishing getting ready for work. After having some coffee for breakfast, then I headed out of the house and went to work.

Hating my job, I am on patrol today. Having to drive around, trying to catch speeders. This is so beneath me. When my love moves in with me, I will get a better job or one that will let me stay home with her and our children.

After work, having to go to the store to get something for dinner. Wandering around looking at everything, I decided to do a chop chicken salad. After paying and leaving the store, getting into my car and starting it. Heading home, thinking about my beloved. I have been thinking about hiring a detective to help me find my love. So that way when I go to her, I can go to her place and just surprise her. She would be so happy to see me.

My blasted phone dinged, pulling out of my thoughts of my beloved. Fishing the phone out of my pocket, opening it and looking to see a message from Sarah.

Message

Sarah: What are you doing, babe? I miss you so much!

Rolling my eyes at this stupid bitch.

Randy: Sorry baby, I was working. I'm about to have dinner.

Sarah: What are you making babe?

Randy: Chopped chicken salad.

Sarah: (pout face) I want some too baby.

Randy: Well, if I knew where you lived, I would bring you some.

Sarah: I live in Waco Texas.

Randy: Sorry babe, I don't live that close to you. I live in Minnesota.

Sarah: Oh poo. I really wanted to see you, babe.

Randy: How about this, babe? I will come and see you soon? Would that make you happy?

Sarah: OMG YES! Baby, let's video chat.

Randy: Let me eat first, babe.

Sarah: Oh, come on, I really want to see you.

Randy: I will message you when I'm done. That way, you can put something sexy on for me.

Sarah: You're right babe, I will get myself really sexy for you. (winkey face)

Randy: Ok babe, I will message you soon.

Getting out of messages, turning my phone off and shoving it back into my pocket. After making my salad, taking the bowl into the living room with me. Sitting down on my favorite chair and turning on the TV.