Screaming With Madness

Screaming With Madness - Chapter 5

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️
things get a little graphic in this one (no spoilers ;])

       "Hey!" I hear the call of a familiar voice ending my torment for a little while. "Hey..." I repeat to Molly as she looks at me with her smile that could heal a thousand wounds. "You excited for tonight?" she asks softly, her excitement filling a hole in me. "Um...yeah..." I say feeling the guilt of a thousand suns on me as I remember about her party. "It's going to be the best! I got so many cool junk it's going to blow your mind!" she says exsitedly. "Yeah...mhm..." I respond my exhaustion and thoughts of her overwhelming my brain. "I wish I had the excitement and beauty she has" I think yo myself as she continues to ramble endlessly about her party she's throwing.

       "...Oh! And I got a boyfriend!". My mind snaps out of my trance the moment those words leave her lips. A boyfriend?... "Who?" I ask my brain filling with envy and jealousy for whoever the boyfriend may be. "Oh...I didn't think you'd be that interested...just Jake." Jake?!...of all people Jake?! The prick that has tortured me? The root of every problem in my life? The whole reason I despise this Earth? "You probably don't know him...he's pretty popular." Hearing that felt like a punch to the gut. Your own friend telling you how unpopular and unnoticeable you are feels as if you were being eaten alive. And just as my feelings were already out of control he showed up.

       Endless cycles. That's all this madness is. A never ending cycle of torment. Those are the only thoughts in my mind as the girl I had admired my entire existence screamed in my face. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she'd scream "STOP!!!" her screams sounded like all the others.

       Blood soaked hands...a bloodied face...and the twitch of madness evident with every movement. These fools. They scream for something that won't be in their life for long. He is a mear ant in the world that we live in. Who gives a damn if he is squashed?

       The screams continue as I stand over his bleeding body. Some are cheering while others are just screaming for me to stop my actions...but it is too late to back down now. I feel his blood on my knuckles. I feel it soak into every crevice of my being. He deserves this for what he did. For the pain he's caused me for the past 14 years. He deserves every last bit of pain. For stealing her. For stealing me.

       I feel arms around me. Not comforting or helping but ones to keep me from beating the living hell out of that prick. I find myself screaming for vengeance as a claw at my captor. I hear as people follow as I am pulled. I manage to find my hand around something of use. I don't think...I just fire. I feel nothing. I see nothing. I only hear the splat. The unmistakable sound of splattered blood against the wall. I hear screams from the crowd as people scatter. I had murdered a man...a police officer...with his own weapon.

Hope you all enjoyed that one :D I would say it took me a bit but in reality it only took a couple hours. Thank you to everyone who reads this for taking the time to follow my story. The next part will be uploaded shortly. ;] - Jelly