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"Stupid husband, leaving me alone and depressed" Sasha whined stomping down the dirt roads of the central military campsite. She hated when he put his job before her, and then had the nerve to stop her from killing him.

"Fuck, Fuck, fuck" she chanted reaching the limousine that waited outside the campsite. A chauffeur opened the door and she got into the car. She wanted to kill her husband so badly right now and the only way to channel such anger was to blow something up.

"Stop the car!" she shouted at a zenith pitch. The limousine immediately came to a halt. And Sasha stepped out of the car placing her hands on the ground and searched for a target. The campsite was still in eyesight and that was enough distance for her to blow up the main command center.

"Serves you right!" she laughed watching the camp go up into flames. She goes back into the limousine still laughing.

"That fucking bitch!" Kimblee yelled. Staring at the hungry flames that desperately engulfed the main command center. Luckily everyone was able to get out safely with very few injuries. The fire was put out and the large gaping hole that formed in the ground was filled. In less than six hours the center was up and running. While all that was going on Kimblee had arranged to be picked up from the base to head home to his psychotic sweet wife to beat the shit out of her.

"Damn bitch, I bet she's laughing right now"

Sasha laughed all the way home. She paid the chauffeur and went into her enormous mansion; still laughing as if she had blew up the main command center a few seconds ago.

"That bastard deserved it!" she said

"Or did he?" She admitted to herself that she felt somewhat guilty of doing that. Her husband was only doing his job and she got all mad at him. Sasha began to cry. What if she killed him, he was in the command center after all.

"I'm such an idiot, now I'll be alone forever". But then another thought occupied her mind. What if she hadn't blown her husband into smithereens? What if he was still alive and was heading home this instant to lash out on her?

"Oh, but I don't want him to do that!" she said suddenly afraid.

"He must be so mad right now, he'll definitely make me do it again after I did such a bad thing". Her eyes widened in terror, she really didn't want to do that horrible event again.

"I-I'll hide then! He can't do that to me if he can't find me!" she said, running further into the mansion to hide herself.

"That's right, if I hide he won't find me!"

Kimblee was home in two hours, and he stormed into the mansion gritting his teeth.

"Sasha! Get your ass here now!" he shouted. She heard him and began to tremble. He won't find me if I stay here, she told herself over and over.

"Oh! So you want to play hide and seek!" Kimblee growled,

"fine then!" he clapped his hands together and placed them on the ground, blowing up a part of the mansion but not enough to make it crumble to the ground. Sasha clamped her hands over her mouth to muffle her scream. He was so close to killing her.

"When I fucking find you I'm gonna make you-" She covered her hears not wanting to hear those taunting words. He won't find me if I stay here, she began to chant again. But he did find her. Kimblee looked down upon her, his mind so clouded with anger he wasn't sure how long he could control himself before going ballistic on his sweet wife. Sasha began to weep, she didn't want to that very horrible thing.

"I'll give you ten seconds to explain yourself".