Mystery Person (R) One POV:
I look at our neighbors through my shiny black binoculars. I see Smasher walk up to the slimy tramp and kiss her, his so-called friends practically cheering in the background. I slam the binoculars down in disbelief.
"Seriously?" I lift the chair up with my mind and slam it hard against the wall, leaving a large hole. "How could this happen?" I scream. In my frustration I take a knife and stab his picture aggressively. Who does he think he is? He seriously believes he can just forget about me? Well, if that's what he's thinking, he's got another thing coming. That thing is me. I've been debating whether or not to kill him, but now he'd just helped me make my decision. I wasn't like I'd ever actually cared about him, he was useful and he knew my secret, he was
