Crickle Crackle Pop: How I killed & Cloned my Aunt | Chapter 6

Cathy's point of view

My plan was in shambles. I was stable now, and had decided not to bump off my auntie. She wasn't accepting his advances. She was rejecting him. I have no reason to kill her.

I decided to ask my husband for a divorce and give up my kid for adoption to my brother, Bread, since his privates are fried so he can't have his own children.

Bread was destroyed when he found he was infertile. Plus, I don't care about what my future ex-husband, Joe, thinks. My child can just have two dads who aren't in a relationship while I stay away from his kid since I'm tired of him.

Anyway, I'll just get a lawyer. I feel so stable... Is it the meds? I think so.

I called my auntie and said "'ey, Aunt Margaret. What's wrong with you or somethin'? I'm gettin' a divorce and giving up the baby to my brother, Bread. His private's fried, so it's altruism."

Margaret told me "You... You don't want the kid, anymore?" And I said "Not if it's a boy. I can't handle teenage testosterone. They get all violent and beat people up for the most minor stuff and have zero self-control."

Margaret said "I mean... You're right... But... Teens are more hormonal..."

So I reply "That's why. They get so evil..."

Margaret agrees: "True, you're not wrong.... Are you on your meds?"

I nod, then realize she can't see that and say "Yup."

Margaret replies "You're getting a divorce, aren't you?" Knowing that this is the only time I'd do that. I reply "Yup."

She sighs, and says "Okay. I guess it's for the best. I'm not gonna throw any therapy speech out there, though. That's the most cliché thing ever."

I knew what she was talking about. In Movies, if a woman had said this, it's "I support you... You can do whatever you want... It's your life..." All the time. I don't need that. It's annoying to me because it sounds so cliché I find it cringey.

I hung up and called Bread, telling him I'll give him my kiddo and he's so excited: "So, um... Things didn't work out? I'm sorry, Um... Thanks!" I can hear him cry a bit. He's always WANTED KIDS... sUCH A CRUEL JOKE ON LIFE THAT HE DID, REALLY...

he ASKED ME A SIMPLE QUESTION "iF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING... wHY? tHIS IS VERY SUDDEN."

sO, i REPLIED "i HAD A MENTAL BREAKDOWN DUE TO MY CHEATING HUSBAND, NEARLY WENT WACKO ON MY AUNT, YELLING AT HER AND ALL THAT," why WOULD i TELL HIM WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED? hE'D TELL THE POLICE AND i'D GO TO JAIL.

"i DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH MY HUSBAND; nOT EVEN MY CHILD." tHIS IS WHAT i TOLD HIM. i DON'T WANT jOE, ANYMORE. i THINK THIS BABY WOULD BOG ME DOWN TO jOE. I'd NEED TO LET HIM HAVE VISITATIONS, HE'D COME OVER, IT'D BE DRAMA. i DON'T WANT THAT. my CHILD SHOULD BE WITH bREAD. bREAD HAS NO BEEF WITH jOE... wELL, NOT IN THE SAME WAY i DO. wHATEVER, IT DOESN'T MATTER. i JUST DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH MY EX. i WAS EXCITED FOR THIS KID, BUT AFTER ALLT HIS CHEATING AND STUFF CAME TO LIGHT, i DON'T EVEN WANNA SEE HIM; this KID WOULD MAKE ME HAVE TO SEE HIM WEEKLY. I'm GIVING UP MY PARENTAL RIGHTS.

I'll PROBABLY VISIT THE KID, BUT i DON'T THINK i LOVE MY BABY ANYMORE. i MIGHT HAVE TO SEND BREASTMILK OVER... dIDN'T THINK OF THAT. i MAY BE OVER bREAD'S HOUSE FOR POSTPARTUM CARE OR WHATEVER. aunt Margaret TAUGHT bREAD ABOUT THAT STUFF SINCE THEY ALL KNEW THAT THE RELATIONSHIP MAY GET SO BAD THAT I'd GIVE UP MY KID.

bREAD UNDERSTOOD: "sURE, i'LL TAKE IN MY FUTURE SON OR DAUGHTER, OKAY?" wow, HE'S DESPERATE... jUST WHAT i NEEDED, HONESTLY.

tO BE CONTINUED...