“Jessica plea-” John grabbed his ex girlfriend’s arm, but Jessica pulled away.

“No! I hate you. You’re a total freak. Wanna know why I brought you here? To this house? Because I pity you. I never cared the slightest about you, or your sad, pathetic life!” she yelled.

John frowned, his arms dropping to his sides. He felt a mixture of anger and pain. “So that’s why you cheated on me? For 7 years?!” he snapped back, clenching his fists.

“Yes! And I don’t regret it. Not the slightest. But you know what? I hope you’ll die at war some day, because honestly, you deserve it.” Jessica snarled coldly and just stormed out the house, not giving John a chance to say anything back. As she left, the door was wide open, and on the porch stood {{user}}, having heard everything.