Happy Birthday Bert Chap2

Chapter Two: Happy Birthday!

I don’t remember much of what I did after that though I do remember getting on a bus and after that I was sitting on a bench in Sternwards Park. Bert’s words just kept repeating over and over in my head, She said she was going to call you….She said she was going to call you… I couldn’t believe what I had just done, I mean yeah she was a bitch and she did leave me but maybe just maybe, she was going to apologize and come home. Truthfully speaking I probably would have told he to blow it out her ass, but she wouldn’t be with Bert. I mean our relationship had never been great but every thing had been had ok until Bert came in and… Bert, he ruined every thing he made her leave men it was his fault I killed her, that fucktard stole her away from me so I would lash out and kill her; all for his sick perverted pleasure. God I hate that filthy bastard so much, but how and I going to fix this situation, I mean killing Bert is out of the question. It would be too good for that asshat anyways. No I have to think up something special for him, something very special indeed.

Hey Tad. An extremely feminine by strangely masculine voice said.

I slowly turned around and… For the love of god Terry if you’re going to wear a skirt at least shave you’re fucking legs. I exclaimed in disgust.

Gezze Tad I was just coming over to say hello, you don’t have to be such a dick. He…She… it said.

I’m sorry Terry I’m just not in a great mood right now ok. I replied sharply.

What wrong Tad? Terry asked.

What the hells up with all the balloons and streamers. I said hastily hopping to change the subjects.

Oh those, it was Berts birthday to day and we were also having a party to celebrate him becoming a assistant ranger.

Terry answered with a smile. Oh goodie. I said sarcastically.

Yes, he’ll be able to open up the park by him self tomorrow. Terry said ignoring my obvious sarcasm.

It was then that it hit me if Bert was going to open the park alone tomorrow then I would give him a birthday present he would never forget.

Thanks Terry I got to get going, maybe I’ll stop by tomorrow and congratulate Bert, to show theirs no hard feelings. I replied as I headed for the buss stop.

I’m sure Bert would love that. Terry said.

It was 2:30 am when I arrived at the park having procured Bebes body from the trunk of my car and placed it in the back of my neighbor’s truck, wrapped in trash bags of course. I had yet to think of were I would place the body, but I knew it would have to be in a place were Bert would find it. It would be a shame if some kids or a couple enjoying a nice bike ride through the park were to stumble upon it. No I had to find the “perfect” place it was after a few minutes that I devised the perfect place to place the body. The Rangers Station, Bert would defiantly find her there, I though as I climbed back into the truck started it back up. The ground was wet and muddy, luckily my neighbor was one of those backwoods cousin fuckin’ rednecks so of course it was four-wheel drive. Once the truck was securely parked atop the hill, I sprang into action making sure to place Bebe’s body in the most visible place I could find. Oh I almost for got to leave him his birthday card. I sad as I knelt down and pinned the card to her shirt. Happy Birthday Bert! I whispered as I walked back into the darkness