Chapter 71 Composure’s Weeping

The perspective of Bonnie:

"Whatever... I’ll be back before midnight—I’ll text you, alright?"

He closed the door.

So I stared.

And stared at it.

"AAAAAAAAHHH!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!"

Began furiously stomping on the floor—raising my fists up and down as if I’m about to kill someone!!

"I hate you!! I hate you!!" I yelled towards no one— well, him but he wasn’t here so fuck him!!

"Changing the locks right at this moment!! Mister, you got nowhere to return to!!"

Then rather than changing the locks...

I took a dab and grabbed a pack of shadow takis.

Turned on the TV and... "AAAAAAHH!! Always this repeat garbage!! Will they ever show anything new?!"

Sigh!! Everything is pissing me off right now.

And I have work in less than an hour...

I shouldn’t go to work high out of my mind but whatever!! WHATEVER...!!

Took another dab... and another...

Opened the door—it was a small store that generally sold DVDs, but just that wasn’t enough to sustain it so it also had snacks and some groceries.

Instantly, my skin began crawling as my eyes met with this co-worker—a woman in her thirties that always smelled foul.

"Heyyyyy Bonnie—how are you, honey?"

As I took off my sweater with my back facing her, I replied, "how do you think I’m doing?—working on a Friday evening?"

My tone was suggestive of annoyance—knew she wouldn’t pick it up, this turbo autist!!

"Pretty annoyed, I guess?"

"Yeah, obviously." My words were immediate—immediate enough to almost cut her off.

I walked up to the counter... and...

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!!

Why does she smell like she took a shit and then ate it?!

"Hey, so I have a question for you."

I don’t know why—or actually, I do know why, it’s because of weed!!

"You ever heard of ’showers?’"

I was being much more assertive than typically.

"What?—yes?"

"Then why do you fucking smell like this!!"

She was dumbfounded—glared at me with a gaping mouth, as she should!!

"Like what?! Huh!?" she yelled in rising frustration.

"Gosh, don’t play dumb with me!! You know what I’m talking about, there’s no way you’re that oblivious!!"

We kept arguing for a good while—some customers came and left because of it; clearly they didn’t want to hear us arguing about our smells.

An hour in a disaster came... you could say a natural disaster...

"Hello Bonnie," said a certain person.

"What are you doing here?—don’t you have today off?"

Ignoring my very-obviously unhappy tone, he meekishly chuckled and then answered, "I just wanted to see you Bonbon—you know?"

No, I don’t fucking know!! What the fuck do you mean?!

"You’re 43, don’t you have a midlife crisis to get on with or something?!"

Just maybe—maybe, increasing my volume will get to his thick skull?! Or is everything useless today?!

"And don’t call me that—please never again!!"

Gosh—just how much can people piss off a woman in a single day!!

"Oh— umm... I’m sorry?"

God forbid I have a peaceful day for once!! Ugh...

"You seem really angry today..." he added.

"Yeah, I am!! So please, go back to where you came from, okay?!"

After all of this, things calmed down and got a bit better—finally.

I pulled out out my phone and...

Bonnie [9:09 PM]: "Hurry and come home, I want to have a talk with you."

Then as I put my phone down...

*Notification Sound*

dafreak67 [9:10 PM]: "I love you"

What’s he saying?—is he that drunk?—again?

Bonnie [9:10 PM]: "?"

Sigh.

Bonnie [9:10 PM]: "Ok you’re drunk whatever"

Not the first time he gets blackout drunk and then starts being all lovey-dovey, a tiring pattern unless we’re on good terms—but we’re not, at least right now.

Still around half an hour before we start wrapping things up for today...

Ahhhhh...!! I wanna go home and eat food!!

I hate having a job!! But I want money so I have no choice but to be employed!!

Life sucks!! Everything sucks!! And my boyfriend can suck my massive cock...!!

Finally, it was time to clock out...

I set out!! The final day and now I’ve got the whole weekend ahead of me... maybe life’s not that terrible after all!!

"Heh."

Then on the way home...

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION .. ]

[BONNIE STEEL — IMMEDIATE SUMMON TO GLOOM DISTRICT, KESAS STREET, BUILDING 13]

"Huh."

What is this?—this late?

It’s an immediate summon, so I have no choice?

Gloom District... that’s right next to this one, right?

I’ve had a few summons before, but they all explicitly mentioned Association buildings—this was a unique summon compared to every other one I’ve had.

It’s past 10 PM though...

Umm...

"I DON’T WANT TO GO!! EEEEK!!"

Aggressively, my hands plunged onto my head and then began ruffling my hair into a dishevelled mess...

I didn’t care about it because I was going to go home anyway.

Whatever... but they better be quick!!

Checked the directions on my phone and began walking...

After 15 minutes... well...

"Uhm..."

I looked around... all the buildings seem to be random—nothing to do with the Association.

"Where..." am I supposed to go?

Then...

Ice-cold hands went onto my mouth and abruptly my body began getting pulled—my eyes widened as I glared at myself leaving the open street into an alleyway.

I didn’t die.

He retracted his hands from me; for some unknown reason.

So my eyes locked onto his.

"It’s you... the— the System Killer."

"Be good for me and don’t try to run this time, okay sweetheart?"

Skin so pale as if he’s a corpse—just as cold as one as well, voice gentle yet subtly ominous, he stood there in a black kimono with a face I had wished to bury.

This is the second time I’m suddenly dragged into an alleyway—both times by the allegedly same person, yet I knew the difference between that and this time was like the sun and moon.

"I— I..."

I began gasping for air... lightheaded.

"I w— won’t..." I can’t speak... I can’t fucking speak...!!

The last time... that... that that... wasn’t the System Killer at all.

But this... I know from the bottom of my heart... I know it... I know it...

What is w— wrong with him?—what is this presence?!

"Oh, don’t be scared," he whispered.

Then began walking up to me.

I didn’t budge... not at all... all... not slightly...

I— I couldn’t...

"Little baby," he said as his hand moved my face upwards.

"Are you alright?—holding yourself together?"