Post–breakup videotape
Chapter 1
I dumped my boyfriend, Jake, the year he was
totally broke.
A year later, he hit the big time.
He married some bubbly blonde who was way
hotter than me.
On some talk show, the host asked him if
there were any regrets now that he’d won
every damn award there was.
He put his arm around Brittany’s waist.
“I just wonder how she’s doing, you know, after we split.”
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The host hesitated.
“She’s… not doing so great.”
Jake finally cracked a smile.
“That’s a relief.”
“But, uh, her mom left behind a box of
videotapes before she passed.”
Jake’s smile froze.
The tapes showed every day of my life after
leaving him, right up to my death.
- 1.
“Passed?”
“Passed?”
Jake’s hand tightened on Brittany’s waist.
He forced a laugh.
“Is this some kind of gag? For the show?”
The host shook her head.
Behind her, on the giant screen, my face
popped up.
“Hey everybody, it’s me, Amy! Guess what?
I’m single!”
“Wait, are you saying I dumped a talented,
hot, sweet guy and I’m upset?”
The girl on the screen was bald, picking out a
She glanced at the camera and grinned.
“Nah. He’d be more upset if he saw me like
this, haha!”
“Uh, what’s with the shaking? You can’t even
hold the camera.”
I steadied the shaky hand of my best friend,
Sarah.
Sarah was choked up.
“I don’t want to do this… I’m gonna cry my
eyes out. Please, I can’t.”
“Too bad. You promised you’d document my last days.”
Sarah’s voice broke.
く
“Can I take it back?”
“Nope!”
I pouted. “This is my perfect exit strategy.
Can’t trust anyone else!”
Seeing she was still crying, I tugged on her
shirt.
“Come on, Sarah, you’re all I got in this
world.”
Her sobbing got louder.
“Fine, fine. I’ll film, okay?”
