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Unwanted Wants Pt. V (Final Chapter)
14 DecIf you haven´t already, please read Part I
Sitting on a park bench with a beer stealthfully concealed in a paper bag, Sean passed a joint to Justin, “How we gonna play this?” he asked.
“I don´t know. She ain´t biting. How about we take the money and run?”
“That´s what I was thinking. That Amanda bitch is loaded. I saw her house. I thinking ten large and we call it a day” Sean said.
“Ten? I was thinking five. You think she´ll go for ten?”
“Hell yeah! She dropped a grand on that cable box I hooked up. People never pay more than five hundred. I said ‘a thousand’ and she was like ‘ok’” Sean continued “Ten G´s to these people ain´t like 10 G´s to us”
“Ok. Good. Let´s set this up” Justin said.
* * * * * *
Sean nervously sipped on a bottle of water as Amanda stirred a fifteen dollar, diabetes inducing iced coffee.
“So, how much?” Amanda asked.
Sean hesitated, then asserted “Ten thousand dollars and I guarantee your problem is over”
“Ok” Amanda said, relieved. She thought it was going to cost a lot more. Sean perceived her relief and immediately regretted not asking for more. Amanda continued “One thing, Suzy insists on being present. Not by your side or anything. She´ll be hiding somewhere. Watching”
Sean choked on his water. “Why? It could get ugly. I don´t want anyone to get hurt” he lied.
“Something about her stupid therapist telling her it will give her closure to see it”
Sean´s mind raced. All he could think of saying was “Ok”
* * * * * *
Sean and Justin rehearsed their routine a thousand times. Only yelling, no violence. That´s how it was going to go down. They both agreed to go into this drug free, as well. This was going to be professional. They were going to earn this money. They wanted so badly to deserve it.
* * * * * *
The day came. Suzy told Sean exactly where it was to take place. There was a little park, close to the apartment, where Justin goes to smoke a joint every week night. She was going to sit in a parked car. She didn´t tell Sean, but she was concealing a five inch blade that she bought at a head shop the day before. It was for her protection if things got out of hand.
Suzy sat in the car as Sean approached Justin. Suzy figured Justin must be high already because he was not smoking at the moment. She saw some small talk, then wild hand gestures. Then they started to yell at each other. Suzy was rooting for Sean but a boiling rage washed over her.
Consciously she thought her rage was aimed at Justin but it really was at herself and all of the other guys like Justin. She felt electricity run through her body. She was trembling. She felt for the knife. It was there.
The next thing she knew she was walking towards them, knife in hand, blade exposed. Midway to them she realized she would be easily over powered by Justin. She decided to sneak up from behind.
As she came out from a bush behind the bench Sean screamed “What the fuck, Suzy?”
Justin turned around in time to see the knife plunge deep into his neck. Suzy wailed. She took it out and stuck it right back in. This time it was lodged. She couldn´t pull it out. She momentarily snapped out of her trance “What am I doing?” she said to nobody in particular.
“Get the fuck out of here, Suzy” Sean cried “We´ll touch bases later” he said, barely audible due to how much ground he had covered in his retreat from the scene.
Suzy stood over Justin. He was gurgling blood and gasping for air. She bent over and kissed his bloody lips.
“Good bye Justin” she said, emotionless. “There will be no more Justins”
By Ryan 