Preface To A Life

“One pill makes you harder
And one pill makes you forget
And the ones that strangers give you
Always lead to regret”

I am the magician in my world, I create gold from thin air, cause obstacles to disappear and with misdirection have you traverse a path I have chosen long before you discover my goal. It amazes me how simple the people in my world are, like children in a fairy tale as they eagerly follow the path of breadcrumbs I leave, never once questioning if they are about to step off a precipice. I expected my request that certain actors be available to me would filter down the ranks into speculations of the vile and loathing. I had not planned on the kitten developing a conscience and attempt to warn them but either way the die is cast and the wheel turns.

The released product was not a recent concoction of a seedy porn shoot with resembling starlets and cameramen more familiar with the backdrop of a Mr. Sangu than my studio, instead it was a closed set, one low budget motel room, two girls happy to do anything for the cash and the son of one wine baron, appropriately drugged and positioned. It was easier than planned, the boy invited out for a drink by business associates, a drink spiked by a passing waitress and then the drugged young man, appearing drunk to the world carefully loaded into a van and to his starring role. He was driven home in his car where he woke up the next day, confused about the night’s events yet none the wiser. I have sat on this little gem for weeks, waiting for the appropriate moment to display my wonderful creation entitled “ Downfall of a Wedding”.

If minxie had only been more attentive to my demands then perhaps I would not have been forced to devastate her last remaining friendships. If she has been less defiant and more receptive to my needs then perhaps I would have graciously allowed her the pleasure of attending their wedding, but no my sweet cousin had to display her independence in a tantrum that managed to demolish all who stood near and so everyone she values will pay the price of her disobedience.

I awoke to a frenzy of gossip, a cacophony of intrigue and shameful revelations, of speculations, lies and sinful rejoicing in the shame of another. Of course the scandal mongers did not stop to reconsider what they were viewing instead they merely prattled on in their relief that the public eye was deflected from their pathetic lives. The hum of their smug self righteous pronouncements echoed in my ears as I enjoyed the misery inflicted upon the confection and her beau. I knew minxie would be in the midst of the turmoil and gave her a few hours before I gave her a courtesy call and she was her usual rude self which was music to my already delighted ears. Between her curses and hanging up I realised that my work there was done.

With her friends lives in shreds around her I wonder how long minxie can maintain this battle of wills against me for she has lost every round so far and does not appear to have anything to suggest she is more than an unarmed opponent. While I commend her on the courage she showed in facing me, there must come a time even in the life of a minx where she must concede defeat, where she will realise that I have and always will own every single thing in this town, including her. Minxie needs to realise that the only thing left in this town that I have not destroyed is herself and I will come for her if she does not abide by my edicts. She will move into the compound, she will be in my bed, and she will do everything that I charge her to do, and she will recognize her heritage and become a Dubois, or she will rue every day of the rest of her life.

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