My Significant Other

At the age of thirteen, I ended up snagging myself a lovely girlfriend. She was not only beautiful, but she had a great personality, and a heart of gold. For five years, me and her were on and off dating, while keeping it a secret from both of our parents. When I turned eighteen, I bought a house for both of us to live in. Me and her got closer, and closer, until eventually we ended up becoming husband and wife. 
Which leads us to now, twenty days after our marriage, I began to undress myself while slowly walking to the bedroom. We get in bed together, and start kissing, then we begin to have passionate intercourse. Several minutes after I climax, I hear my wife's phone ring. She was busy, so I answer for her. A gruff, male voice screams into the receiver, "What were you doing with my daughter?!" My wife walks out of our living room, hearing her father's voice on the other end. 
I slowly hang up, and turn to her, then ask "What...Was that? Was that your Dad? how did he know? We kept it a secret for so long..." She slowly begins to tear up, and through small bursts of sobs, says "My...Dad...He's dead..."
I look up to the heavens, and shout "Who the hell was on the phone, then ?! Who was phone?! WHO WAS FUCKING PHONE??!!??!!??" My wife looks at me angrily, and withdraws my pistol from the bedside drawer, and shouts at me "How should I know, you heartless bastard?! My precious father, dead, and you somehow manage to squeeze him in to this day?! Fuck you!" before taking the pistol, pointing it at me, then reluctantly turns it to herself, as she storms out of the house. I never saw her again.
I was heartbroken, and began to walk over to the bridge where my Uncle committed suicide. I stumble to the bridge, and prepare to catapult myself off the edge, when I hear my Wife, Mother, and Father beckoning to me. I walk over to them, ghostly apparitions with blood smeared on their bodies, and smudged tear stains rolling down their faces, and feel myself lose most of my weight. I get closer, and they vanish. I look around curiously, then down at my hands. Somewhat transparent, featuring long fingernails with grime built up under them, caked in blood. I look up from my hands, and begin crying. I walk along the bridge, continuing to cry. As I keep walking, I see everyone I had ever known in my life, alive and well.
My Uncle.
My Aunt.
My Cousins.
My Grandparents.
My Father.
My Wife, rocking a child that had never met her father.
But never my mother.
They all look furious at me, and shuffle behind me after I pass them.
I see a blinding light at the end of the bridge, and start to sprint towards it, I see my life flash before my eyes, I see me being born, me learning to walk, me graduating Elementary School, me meeting my girlfriend, our first kiss, me buying our house, her taking my pistol, turning it to me, and something I don't remember, her pulling the trigger, before turning it on herself and shooting, the police discovering our decomposing bodies, the bodies being zipped up in body bags and sent to a cemetery, my mother sobbing over the coffins, the only one who attended it, our house being abandoned, graffiti being sprayed all over the walls, the house decaying, and then being demolished.
Suddenly, a Phone appears in front of me, screaming at me over and over "What were you doing with my daughter?! What were you doing with my daughter?! What were you doing with my daughter?!" until it eventually wrapped it's cords around my throat, as it suffocates me to death, a skeleton pops out, and I wake up. I go to work, I play on my Phone, and I eventually get in bed with my wife.
Several minutes after I climax, I hear my wife's phone ring. She was busy, so I reach over to it, and answer it.
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