My Little Secret (My Blog Story)

Chapter 1 The Secret

As I lay here wondering about my journey, I used to rejoice about everything I've accomplished in life.  I had life all figured out. This innocent pillar of society who was looked up too by everyone in town. In have the best cars, clothes, money, and I'm college educated. You would think all of this would make anyone happy but little do people know it brings me so much grief. I've been keeping this secret for way too long. A few years ago, my life was at a stand still. I hadn't had sex in years, my career was going downhill, and I was a hopeless romantic because people only wanted me for financial reasons. The perfect woman I thought I wanted was nonexistent. You would think there was a goddess out there just like me but even the finest ,smartest girls are nothing but opportunist. But then, this twisted thing happened. I met this guy at my job one day. Clean cut, well put together, and we eventually got cool. I wasnt even try to go there because I never thought about being gay at all. I was raised In a religious setting. Life had turned upside down from there when we started chilling. We ended up having sex, and eventually got into a relationship. It felt weird having feelings for a man. I just thought it was not normal. Not to mention I had a reputation to keep up with too. We had started dating for several years. It all lead up to one night where I decided to throw a surprise birthday dinner while he was at work. I laid out all of the details and it all lead to upstairs. As I landed upstairs I saw his light on in the room and I didn't think much of it. This what set me off. I peeped through the door and saw him having sex with one of  our coworkers named Brittney. I was so hurt and so flabbergasted that I snook downstairs and got his pistol he left in his favorite hiding spot. I came upstairs and busted that door open. My heart was racing, my body was numb, and my hands were trembling. I screamed and yelled , " You motherfucker I put everything on the line for you and this is the thanks I get?" Brittney and him was trying to Explain and come up with excuses and I don't want to hear it at all. I shot both of them in the head. Once everything processed as to what I just did, I started crying because I know it was too late to fix it. I just knew my life was over! So I had to think fast. I wrapped the bodies in the sheets and stuffed them in trash bags. Cleaned up the excess blood and evidence and threw them in the trunk of my car. As I quickly left the crime scene, I took them to an abandoned junkyard where I set the bodies on fire along with evidence. After it was over, I felt relieved and started back living my life. The next day, I went to work. No one asked any questions about the whereabouts of the two people who ruined my life. I worked and clocked our. As soon as I got into my car, I got a text from burn phone saying, " You won't get away with it. Game on motherfucker. You better watch your back " That's when I knew my little secret was never a secret to begin with.