So, uh, this is my first fanfic. Inspired by Nas' "undying love" Go listen to it. Infact, go listen to all his stuff. He's great. Okay, obsession rant over. Anyways, this was meant to be a one shot, but when I went to save it, I accidently canceled it... and this is all re-written. And figured splitting it up into small chapters would be cool. Enjoy!

Flippy and Petunia were happily in love. They had been together for at least 6 years now. Flippy was surprised that his girl could deal with his problems, being an ex soldier and all. But then again, she had her own problems, as well. They both helped and cared for each other. They laughed together, cried together. Cuddled, kissed, held hands, hugged, whenever they got the chance. Flippy even moved in with Petunia. Before Flippy moved in, the two would talk on the phone all night long, like they were back in high school, until one fell asleep. They were always there for each other. So, Flippy felt as though it was time to pop the big question.

The man had spent the weekend in Las Vegas with a couple of buddies, out gambling, going for beers, and just having a good time in general. But most importantly so Flippy could buy a 20,000 dollar diamond wedding wrong, the bottom engraved in small latters, "Petunia, love you forever and always. Flippy." It was perfect. She would love it.

Flippy ended up coming home a little earlier than expected, having spent all his money on gambling. And the ring. He already missed Vegas, which was a little odd, since there was always some type of shit going down there. It was crazy. But it felt good to be home.

By the time Flippy made it home to the house he shared with Petunia, he was exhausted. It was dark out. He couldn't find the keys. Instead, he knocked on the door, hoping that Petunia would be awake. He would hug her tightly, and kiss her. Laughs and smiles would be exchanged, before Flippy would lead her over to the couch, a smile on his face. He would touch her knee, talk about Vegas, and how they'd go together sometime, bring the ring out, and propose.

Only, Petunia didn't answer. This wasn't a problem. She was probably sleeping. If the door was unlocked, Flippy would just come in, and slip into the bed next to her, and propose in the morning. But… wait, was that a yell? What? Flippy dropped his bag, pressing his ear against the door. He could hear soft music playing, along with laughing. Huh. Maybe Petunia was just in the bathroom, fixing her hair. Or maybe she was on the phone with a friend, listening to music, or something.

Flippy smiled, as he opened the door, which… was unlocked. Huh. The smell of incense came to his senses, as soon as he stepped in the door. There was a pair of size 12 jeans laying on the floor. The fan was spinning, coming to a stop. Which Flippy was shocked to find a pair of Petunia's panties hanging from. What? This wasn't normal. Petunia was a very neat, classy girl. She would freak out, finding a pair of her panties hanging from the fan. And those jeans didn't look like anything he or Petunia would wear. More laughing could be heard.

The thought of his nine sided glock crossed his mind, but something made him disregard it. It couldn't be that bad…

Flippy crept up the stairs, careful not to make a sound. There was a faint candle light coming from Petunia's room. The music got louder as Flippy climbed the small flight of stairs. Laughing. More laughing. Not just Petunia's laugh, but another person's laugh. A man's laugh.

Flippy peered between the crack in Petunia's door, and what he saw made him freeze. He couldn't react to what he saw. Petunia, laying in bed, with some other guy. Cherry scented candles. They were naked, doing sexual activities, toasting wine glasses. Petunia wasn't just doing some sort of adult activity with another man… it was romantic and passionate, too. Flippy felt tears sting his eyes.

So…. This meant she didn't love him, huh? That hurt. A lot. Flippy loved her. He practically gave her his heart. He would do anything for her, and she cheated on him? The worse part about it was, Flippy didn't know how long this had been going on. He didn't know if all the "I love you" sayings they told each other were real, or just a fake. Did she love him the whole time, or was she just using him, leading him on? It hurt. A lot.

Flippy turned around, stomping down the stairs, not caring any more if the two heard him. A sick smile grew on his face, as he grabbed at his nine sided glock off the coffee table in the living room, slamming the door behind him, climbing into his car, and sped off into the dark night roads. He was whyling out now, going past the speed limit. Thoughts of the times he spent with Petunia crossed his mind.

How they met, the first time they kissed, told each other they loved each other, cuddled. Everything. "What am I going to do…" Flippy shook his head. What was he going to do? Oh, he wasn't just going to let this slide. He had a plan.

But he needed back up.