Piece

Hit Down

After I returned back to my apartment, and ate the rest of my meal. I went outside, finally wearing my black jacket. I left my crowbar, my knife in my pocket. Reaching outside again.. I storm off. Saying, .. "Those bastards really got what was coming to them." I grin this time..

Again.

Wiping it off my face, I go nearby restaurant to eat some food. I just missed, it's fine I'm not use to eating fridge food.

Walking outside again .. checking my left. Not seeing much again. Going around the globe, it's quiet night. Evening to be exact. But however it is late day.

It's weird 3pm how is it this bright still? The sky is just as normal as it was 2 days ago.

I reach the top of the street. Walking across the near city plaza, again. Then at that one narrow gap of the alley, which is next to a movie theater.

I see 4 people, who are bullying 2 guys .. one of them shows them hand boxing moves, how he is gonna beat them up. And they just walk off, avoiding him. One of them push him, other laugh. As one falls to the ground, calling him a wimpy kid, "Go back to your stupid mommy." "Hahaha!"

They yell at them and one of them cross my sidewalk, they don't see me. But the lead of the 4 people squad, is saying to the rest, "Man next guy who comes at me." "I'm beat the shit out of them, huu-huu-haa!" "He shows ridiculously some fighting moves he learned, from watching some cringe TV show or a movie, I guess."

I follow them .. and in that once instance, nearby the alley. I hit the laughing guy in the head, next guy who tries turning towards me. Gets kicked by me in his leg, he falls back. Third I hit across their face. He goes down hard. Now the fourth guy who thought he was cool, I wham my fist into his face, as hard as I can his teeth falls off. Blood spurs, from his ugly mouth. I grab the second guy and kick him in the stomach 14 times, and hit him in the face, once. He falls down hard .. third I slam to his head, and throw him at the wall. Kick his face in. The first one who tries to escape yelling and screaming, I grab him and smash his head into the ground. Blood comes out, I kill him by stomping his head 13 times. The fourth guy in the lead gets up, and tries to attack me. But I hit him in the head before he can even lay a finger on me, he is so weak and skinny it makes me sick. I kick him in the stomach, put him down and beat the living shit out of him, 46 times I hit him in the head and face destroying his face. I say to him, "You are such a fucking idiot." "God damn loser!" And I stomp his face and head in crushing his head. The second guy who yells at me saying, "N .. no!" I whack across his face, and kick him while he is on the ground on his stomach, 28 times. Before I smash his face in by stomping his head off, I lean my hand to the wall bc I'm losing it all.

The first guy I hit him in the face, and beat his face off, over 55 times. Breaking his skull my hands bleed, they feel like they are on fire. My bones are hardened, the trio of four, has died.

I walk off still in frenzy, flames inside my brain and my gaze so empty with shades of gray.

A man who is a bit fat walks in on me and sees them on the ground, and yells.. "You fucking punk!" He tries to hit me down, I dodge him, after he says, "You gonna pa..!?"

Before he can even finish I hit my fist across his fat face, breaking his nose. He falls back screaming pathetically, "Aaagh!" I yoink, him by the arm and kick it off of him, breaking his forearm, he screams hard. I tell him that instance, "Shut the fuck up ugly fat ass." I wham him across his face again, whacking him down, blood flows into my face a bit. And I beat him to death. Hitting him over 100 times. And 22 more, bc he pisses me off. As I'm beating his light and quite literally, his lights out. I yell at him and scream at him, "Should have stayed inside stupid fucking bitch!" Destroying his entire face, his head bleeds. He can't do anything, I beat him so hard all you could hear, is constant smacking noises. As I pound his ugly face into the ground. Blood is everywhere through the walls. And I stop after my fist is so full of it, I realise he has died.