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This time around only a week went by until the next memory made itself known.

He was at the beach, out of sight from anyone else. Not hiding exactly, more like taking shelter in a ruined abandoned shack. He was just sitting there against a wall, staring out at the water, just thinking of nothing. He was getting really sick and tired of the running and people trying to kill him for unknown reasons. Maybe it was just a game for them. Maybe a whole bunch of trigger happy, hunting freaks got bored and wanted a different challenge to hunting wild boar or whatever. Let's pick some guy and hunt him down ‘til one of us comes back with his scalp!

He snorted. Yeah. That's right. It's all just one massive, sicko, fucking game.

And while staring despondently over the water, a movie started playing in front of his eyes.

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He stood there staring at her, his body shifting back and forth between the extremes of total numbness and unbearable agony as his heart shattered in the most painful way it could.

She stood there and laughed at him. Laughed and made a mockery of him in front of everyone. Laughed at how much he loved her, sneered at how much he had thought she loved him. She threw at his face, and with obvious cruel enjoyment, announced to the entire room that the only reason she'd agreed to marry him, hell, the only reason she even gave him a second look three years ago, was because of his dear old dad's fabulous fortune. And she'd only just now figured out that he had been telling her the truth when he had said that his dad had cut him off.

She called him cruel, hurtful names and as a final parting shot, as she turned her back on him and walked away, she told him she's been seeing his best friend from the basketball team for the last year and a half and they were eloping this weekend. Said friend stood up gloating and smirking at him, before following her out while his whole world crashed around him.

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Shee-yit!! These things just keep getting worse! Just what kind of sad, sorry, inept loser was he that these things kept happening to him?

He tried to make sense of what he just saw. Going by what she'd said, in front of a whole room of people to top it off, apparently she had started dating him because his dad was rich, no other reason. He'd fallen in love with her, they'd gotten engaged and the only reason she'd stayed around was because she thought she'd end up livin' it large. Once she actually started believing him when he told her they wouldn't be getting anything from daddy dearest, she dropped him like so much filth and made off with his best friend, both of them going behind his back and laughing at him.

What kind of person did those kinds of thing to another? How the hell had that guy been his best friend?

He decided he didn't want anymore of his memories back. All he'd gotten so far was pain and suffering. He didn't think he could stand much more of it.
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