CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE : LOVE SICK..

~FRANK~ The burning rage and anger in me was indescribable. I hated hearing about George and his influence on my wife and kids only made me hate him more. “I promise to kill you the next time you come around my wife and kids” Those were my words to George the day I left the hospital. Although, he wasn't conscious when I uttered the statement but I made a promise already and I'm definitely not breaking it. In anger, I destroyed and kicked off everything I could lay my hands upon, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. “It's impossible for me to fall in love, I only get obsessed” I remember saying to my girlfriend in college or better still, she would be properly described as my sex partner. Those words are indeed true and no matter how hard I try being a different person, it doesn't work out. I just don't know how to love, the only thing I do is to desperately keep possession of women and restrain them from loving other guys who deserve them. ‘I love you’ is indeed my usual ant