"I can't believe you did it again, Scott!" Megan yelled at Scott, her boyfriend of three months. It seems that Scott was always picking on smaller people, guys for the most part, although there were times he would make fun of women, too. "I'm telling you, if you do that again, you're going to pay."
"Are you--are you threatening me?" Scott laughed a little at the situation. "Besides, it's not as if a lot of people are actually bigger than I am. I mean, look at me." It was true. There weren't many people bigger that Scott. After all, he was 6'3", almost 300 pounds of solid muscle. He was both on the football and powerlifting teams at high school. In fact, being on the football team was how he had received a full scholarship to college. His 17" biceps bunched up every time he moved his arms, as he tried to explain his position.
"Come on, baby," he said, trying to get back on Megan's good side. "It's not that bad. You've been with me for three months. You know, this is just how I am."
"Yeah, I know," she replied. "You've always been like this, ever since third grade. Picking on smaller kids, making them feel bad about themselves. I watched you and i stayed quiet. But the only reason I stayed with you is because I wanted to change you into a better person." She walked over to Scott, her 4'11", 95 pound body barely coming up to his massive chest. She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Please, Scott. You don't have to be like this anymore."
Scott looked down into his girlfriend's eyes. God she was gorgeous, he thought to himself. He bent down, preparing to kiss her, before he caught himself. "No. No!" He removed Megan's arms from his waist and stepped back. "Look, if you can't accept me for who I am, then we have to break up."
"What?!" Megan said, her eyes getting misty.
"No girl has ever changed me before, and I'll be damned if you do it. I'm happy with who I am, and if that means that you think of me as a jerk, then so be it."
"But we were going to get married. I thought you loved me."
"Me?" Scott said, not believing what he was hearing. "I was going to marry you? Right after graduating high school? No, I don't plan to ruin my life, thank you."
Megan stood there, a mix of sadness and anger bubbling up inside her. She struggled to find the right words, but she was overcome with rage. She literally didn't know what to say to him. She wiped a tear from her cheek. How could he do this to me, she thought to herself.
"Now," Scott continued. "I DO plan to get married someday, but it's not going to be to you and it's certainly not going to be to someone who thinks she can actually change me."
"Fine!" Megan replied, storming past him to grab her jacket. "If that's the way you feel, then FINE!" As he approached the front door, she stopped and looked back at Scott.
"But mark my words, Scott," she said. "By this time tomorrow, you will be a much different person." Megan slammed the door and got in her car, sitting there for a momen,trying to gather herself. She made sure she had stopped crying before driving off. She had a plan for revenge. Oh,did she have a plan...
Inside his parent's house, Scott just shrugged his shoulders. "Women."
When Megan got home, she immediately ran up to her room, ignoring her parent's altogether. She was studying witchcraft after school, more as a hobby than anything else. Still, she came across the perfect spell a few days ago to use on her former boyfriend...
The next day...
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