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forever.”
     
    That’s what I was doing. I was being my father. I was about
to fuck a girl so she would shut her mouth. How had I so easily turned into him
with just barely a nudge?
     
    I quickly stood, releasing Ashley from my grip.
     
    “What are you doing?”
    “I have to go.” I searched frantically for the door.
    “No.” She stood in front of me.
    “Yes, please, just let me leave.”
    “Why?”
     
    She was hurt. I could see it in her eyes. What kind of a
bastard turns down a woman who is throwing herself at him? And I wish I
could’ve explained it to her: how my biggest fear was turning into my father,
and sleeping with her would be a step in a direction I just couldn’t take. I
wish I could’ve told her how I watched for years as my mother stood idly by as he
fucked any woman who stepped foot in our house; how he claimed that no one dare
say no to him, and I witnessed firsthand that no one was willing to prove him
wrong. I wish I could’ve told her that, when I looked into her eyes, I was
scared of what I could do to her. I was scared of who she might be able to let
me become.
     
    Instead, I did what any bastard who knew exactly how to hurt
someone would do. I lied to her.
     
    “I don’t want to fuck you.”
    “Shut up, Teddy.”
    “You would be a waste of a condom.”
     
    She slapped me right across the face, her palm flattening
against my cheek. But it wasn’t anger I felt in that slap; it was that hurt
again. I felt a pain in my chest as I said it, but it was nowhere near the pain
she must have felt in hers. She was such a beautifully confident creature, even
if that confidence was only a single layer deep, and I knocked her off the
pedestal on which she had every right to be.

 
     
    CHAPTER NINE

    Teddy
     
     
    TEDDY TRIBUNE
    This Bad Boy is Sorry
    By Theodore Vincent Stoneguard IV
     
    The other night, Teddy did something unforgiveable. He
wishes he could explain his actions, but he cannot. He wishes he knew a way to
apologize that would prove to Ashley how much he truly means the words, but
alas, he is not believable as that man. He is, however, the man capable of
tearing down someone so harshly that they begin to see themselves in a
different light…in an unhealthy lig—
     
    The next memory plaguing my final moments was my silly
attempt at an apology. It ended there, as after finding myself halfway through
the word “light”, I tore the paper in two and tossed it in the trash.
     
    Remember earlier when I mentioned that I was the one stories
were written about? For the first time in my life, I had tried to do the right
thing. I did not take advantage of a woman who was sad and hurt and drunk. I
did not let her know that my father had every intention of forcing himself onto
her the night she had assumed she was playing the crowd the way a socialite
would. I took the blame. I let her hate me.
     
    And she wrote a story. I was the predator, and I was the
gambler. I was the guy people write stories about.
     
    Because no one writes stories about the good guy: the guy
who does everything right, the guy who doesn’t hurt those around him. But
doesn’t that guy’s story deserve to be heard?
     
    There is a man in this world that wakes up in the morning
and kisses his wife. He’s a good guy. He’s the guy every other guy secretly
wishes he could be. That man then smiles as he thinks of how lucky he is to
have won the hand of the woman sleeping next to him. Then he checks on his
sleeping children and fixes the blankets that have inevitably fallen from their
beds. He then drinks his coffee and reads the morning paper, and thanks God
that the terrors of this world are not troubling his little household. He
happily goes to work, knowing that he is doing what should be done: he is
providing for his family. He comes home, spends time with his wife and kids,
says his prayers, and then goes to sleep, ready to do it all again the next
day.
     
    He’s the dream. He’s the one every woman says