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Before it all Started by Kenny

Mike walked through the halls, thinking. The nurse at the university clinic had bandaged him up some and gave him a container of painkillers in case he needed them. All in all, he hadn’t been banged up too badly. No, his health wasn’t the issue here; the issue was that someone thought he could beat up Mike Green and get away with it. Everything before that point had been simple, harmless fun (in Mike’s mind at least). Now things were serious. What was it you said, Seth?, Mike thought grimly. No one fucks with you, was it? I believe you are seriously mistaken about the person you don’t fuck with, Seth. Mike stopped in front of a door and knocked. After a few moments it opened and a heavyset, dopey looking guy appeared. “Oh, hey, Mike. What’s up?” “Hey, Greg. You know those photos I had you keep for me? I need ‘em now.” Greg chuckled. “Blackmail time, huh?” “Oh, no, this goes beyond blackmail,” Mike said, and left it at that. Greg couldn’t help but pity whichever bastard had gotten Mike angry. The next day, on the other side of the building “Say, where you going, Tiffany?” asked April, glancing up from her book. “Hot date with Seth tonight?” “Yeah,” answered Tiffany. “We’re gonna go see I Still Know What You Did Last Summer. I heard it’s really good.” “Yeah, I bet it is,” answered April, groaning inwardly. It wasn’t as if she had anything against her roommate, but Tiffany had to have the world’s worst taste in movies. “Oh, before you leave, you got a letter today.” “Where?” “Over on the table, next to the magazines.” “Right, right,” said Tiffany, slipping on her coat and moving back towards the kitchen. She grabbed her purse and then glanced at the letter. Huh. No return address, she thought. Still somewhat preoccupied with her upcoming date, she absently opened the envelope. Inside were Polaroids. April heard Tiffany gasp from the other room. “Tiff? Something wrong?” “A-April, come look at this,” Tiffany said. April got up and went to the kitchen. Tiffany had a shocked expression on her face and she was staring intently at some pictures she was holding. “What is it?” April asked, a bit nervous. Her eyes opened wide when she saw what they were pictures of. It was Seth, there was no question about it. His face wasn’t so visible because of the glare of the streetlight he was standing under, but it was clearly him nonetheless. You could see Seth’s prominent jawline, Seth’s distinct crew cut, Seth’s car in the background. He was even wearing the very jacket Tiffany had gotten him for his birthday two months ago. And then there was the woman standing with him. You couldn’t see her face either, just her long red hair. But it was obvious from the tight leather clothing she was wearing what she was doing on a street corner after dark. The first two pictures simply showed Seth and the girl talking. The third actually showed Seth giving her money. The fourth showed them entering a motel room. “Oh… oh my God,” April managed to get out. Tiffany’s eyes narrowed to slits and she crumpled the envelope in her fist. “He is going to fucking PAY!” she spat out. Shoving April out of the way, she stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her. April steadied herself from Tiffany’s rude exit. As she regained her bearings, she thought to herself, Okay, mental note: Make sure the next roommates I get have NO violent tendencies. ----------------- Continue

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