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Jack Atlus Shrugged CH 2   11/11/11

Sorry for not having any new stuff in a while. Now as I expected some people did not like the first chapter while others did.  I understand why some people would not like this story.  Now does that mean I am going to stop?  No because I do these stories for fun.  I do these stories because I can and I want to share them with you guys.   Now enough of my rambling let's go.

"Jack…I want to break up."
I knew might happen.  I knew I was somehow going to pay for my attitude.  But I was still unprepared.  I did not know how to feel.  Anger, sorrow, guilt, how do I react?
"Jack are you ok?" Asked Carly nervously
"Yeah, I am fine.  I am sorry Carly, I deserve this."
"No you don't Jack!  You are a nice guy but you tend to let out your side of anger too much.  I just don't think things are working out.  I'm sorry.  Can we still be friends?"  Said Carly in a sympathetic tone
"yeah…I'll drive you home."  I said not making any clear emotion.  How could I?  I did not know how to react.

After dinner I dropped off Carly at her place and once again it was an awkwardly silent drive.
"I am really sorry Jack, please don't think about this too much.  I would hate to see you depressed."  Said Carly nervously.
I just nodded and headed home.

     I entered the building and I came to the main hall.
"Oh Mr. Atlas a letter arrived for you…" Said Mikage before I interrupted
"Not right now Mikage!"  I opened the door and slammed it shut.  I just stood there in the middle of my apartment for 30 seconds before I slammed my fist against the wall.   My fist started to bleed.  I barely noticed as the muscles on my face began to flex.  I looked like I was in a state of torture and I smashed a picture of me as a kid across the room.    I cursed the night away.  The language filled the air as did my arms.  That's when the door opened.
"Mr. Atlas?!"  Mikage entered with a shocked expression
"What the Hell do you want?" I said like a monster
"Y-you're hand it's bleeding."  She said worried.
I looked down on my hand.  It looked like it was put in a food processor.
"I'll go get a first aid kit!"  She said rushing off.
I did not care if I was bleeding or not.  I was just so angry that I actually wanted it to bleed more to punish myself.  I was an asshole to everyone.  I knew if I did not make any big changes to my attitude it would come to bite me in the ass later but I did not know it would happen this fast and at this force.
"I'm back.  Hold out your hand."  Mikage said rushing in.
    I held it out.  She used a cloth in side of the box to wipe away the cascade of blood on my fist.  She then sprayed my hand with antibiotic spray and I swore so loud I think I may have woken up the other tenants even though I was in the penthouse.  She then started wrapping the bandages around my hand.  Her soft hands were touching my own iron fist.  It felt strange but felt comforting.
"How did it get like this?"
"I punched the wall."
"Why did you do that?"  She said but then suddenly put on a face of understanding.
"Did something happen to you and Carly?"
"yeah…" I said sighing.
"I am sorry Mr. Atlas."
"Stop calling me that.  You can call me Jack you know."
"Yes si…Jack sorry I still have not gotten used to not being your secretary."  I then began to smile slightly
"Jack I know how you feel and I want you to know what you can always talk to me if you feel depressed or distressed.  However right now I think you should go to bed and calm down for tonight.  We'll talk in the morning okay?"
"Thanks and by the way Mikage.  Thanks for sticking by me for so long."
She smiled "It's no problem Jack."
Mikage had always been my secretary until a couple of months ago.  She has always been smart and caring.  She was like the mother I never had.  She was looking out for me and I knew I could always rely on her.

     After that I got in my nightwear and laid down on m bed.  However I did not go to sleep yet like I usually do.  Instead I just looked at the ceiling and wondered how Carly was feeling.  Was she relieved or saddened by this.  I don't know but I hope she is doing better than I am.  I shrugged and eventually fell asleep however I barely got any sleep that night.  I kept thinking about my attitude, Carly and how I treated my friends in the past.  I thought I was the lowest of the low.  I am a pathetic wreck, stealing from my friends, letting anger get the better of me and more.  So why the hell do they still hang out with me? I am nothing but trouble to them.  Why should I still be around to cause them trouble.  I made Carly cry.  I deserve to die.  No.  I take that back.  Maybe I can make up for it.  Maybe I can improve myself.  Maybe this was an experience that had to happen.  Come to think of it was it even love?  We certainly told ourselves that as we were new to it but I don't think it was.  And if that is the case is this what a break up really feels like.  It certainly hurts but maybe a break up with someone you really love hurts even more.  I once again shrugged and fell asleep.

There you go chapter 2.  I really feel like this might be my best story so far.  I feel like I am really passionate about this and hopefully with you guys giving suggestions I can make it even better.  So please comment or REVIEW!

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Jack Atlus Shrugged CH 2   11/11/11

Sorry for not having any new stuff in a while. Now as I expected some people did not like the first chapter while others did.  I understand why some people would not like this story.  Now does that mean I am going to stop?  No because I do these stories for fun.  I do these stories because I can and I want to share them with you guys.   Now enough of my rambling let's go.

"Jack…I want to break up."
I knew might happen.  I knew I was somehow going to pay for my attitude.  But I was still unprepared.  I did not know how to feel.  Anger, sorrow, guilt, how do I react?
"Jack are you ok?" Asked Carly nervously
"Yeah, I am fine.  I am sorry Carly, I deserve this."
"No you don't Jack!  You are a nice guy but you tend to let out your side of anger too much.  I just don't think things are working out.  I'm sorry.  Can we still be friends?"  Said Carly in a sympathetic tone
"yeah…I'll drive you home."  I said not making any clear emotion.  How could I?  I did not know how to react.

After dinner I dropped off Carly at her place and once again it was an awkwardly silent drive.
"I am really sorry Jack, please don't think about this too much.  I would hate to see you depressed."  Said Carly nervously.
I just nodded and headed home.

     I entered the building and I came to the main hall.
"Oh Mr. Atlas a letter arrived for you…" Said Mikage before I interrupted
"Not right now Mikage!"  I opened the door and slammed it shut.  I just stood there in the middle of my apartment for 30 seconds before I slammed my fist against the wall.   My fist started to bleed.  I barely noticed as the muscles on my face began to flex.  I looked like I was in a state of torture and I smashed a picture of me as a kid across the room.    I cursed the night away.  The language filled the air as did my arms.  That's when the door opened.
"Mr. Atlas?!"  Mikage entered with a shocked expression
"What the Hell do you want?" I said like a monster
"Y-you're hand it's bleeding."  She said worried.
I looked down on my hand.  It looked like it was put in a food processor.
"I'll go get a first aid kit!"  She said rushing off.
I did not care if I was bleeding or not.  I was just so angry that I actually wanted it to bleed more to punish myself.  I was an asshole to everyone.  I knew if I did not make any big changes to my attitude it would come to bite me in the ass later but I did not know it would happen this fast and at this force.
"I'm back.  Hold out your hand."  Mikage said rushing in.
    I held it out.  She used a cloth in side of the box to wipe away the cascade of blood on my fist.  She then sprayed my hand with antibiotic spray and I swore so loud I think I may have woken up the other tenants even though I was in the penthouse.  She then started wrapping the bandages around my hand.  Her soft hands were touching my own iron fist.  It felt strange but felt comforting.
"How did it get like this?"
"I punched the wall."
"Why did you do that?"  She said but then suddenly put on a face of understanding.
"Did something happen to you and Carly?"
"yeah…" I said sighing.
"I am sorry Mr. Atlas."
"Stop calling me that.  You can call me Jack you know."
"Yes si…Jack sorry I still have not gotten used to not being your secretary."  I then began to smile slightly
"Jack I know how you feel and I want you to know what you can always talk to me if you feel depressed or distressed.  However right now I think you should go to bed and calm down for tonight.  We'll talk in the morning okay?"
"Thanks and by the way Mikage.  Thanks for sticking by me for so long."
She smiled "It's no problem Jack."
Mikage had always been my secretary until a couple of months ago.  She has always been smart and caring.  She was like the mother I never had.  She was looking out for me and I knew I could always rely on her.

     After that I got in my nightwear and laid down on m bed.  However I did not go to sleep yet like I usually do.  Instead I just looked at the ceiling and wondered how Carly was feeling.  Was she relieved or saddened by this.  I don't know but I hope she is doing better than I am.  I shrugged and eventually fell asleep however I barely got any sleep that night.  I kept thinking about my attitude, Carly and how I treated my friends in the past.  I thought I was the lowest of the low.  I am a pathetic wreck, stealing from my friends, letting anger get the better of me and more.  So why the hell do they still hang out with me? I am nothing but trouble to them.  Why should I still be around to cause them trouble.  I made Carly cry.  I deserve to die.  No.  I take that back.  Maybe I can make up for it.  Maybe I can improve myself.  Maybe this was an experience that had to happen.  Come to think of it was it even love?  We certainly told ourselves that as we were new to it but I don't think it was.  And if that is the case is this what a break up really feels like.  It certainly hurts but maybe a break up with someone you really love hurts even more.  I once again shrugged and fell asleep.

There you go chapter 2.  I really feel like this might be my best story so far.  I feel like I am really passionate about this and hopefully with you guys giving suggestions I can make it even better.  So please comment or REVIEW!