He's Suffering

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I was sitting on a bench planning everything out ever so slightly. My plan had to be perfect! One little mess up could ruin everything.... and I would be dead... it was all coming together nicely, he had to die, quickly ..... but painfully. I couldn't spend all my time sitting there thinking though! I stood up and started walking back towards the house but turned to the right into the alley which didn't bring me luck apparently. It was a cold night and I had no jacket. I caught myself wishing Drake was here to keep me warm and happy. But I knew I just had to focus on killing the man.... or my life would just be full of pain sprinkled with a bit of happy moments here and there. I waited in the alley, knowing the man would be there to try to take me away or to kill me right there. I had two knives tucked in a belt my dad used to hold around the house which was wrapped around me. I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around and held a knife to his throat only to figure out that I knew this man. He had helped me escape torture. I lowered the knife and looked at him with a calm, gentle gaze.

"What has brought you here?" I asked surprised to see him.

"I'd come to warn you, you need to leave the alley! You know this is the first place he looks for you!" He said worried.

"Why would you care so much if I live or die?" I asked curiously.

"I honestly believe that you are a friend," he told me.

"Well dont worry, I'm here for a reason. He killed my father and I promised myself I would kill him, now I'm keeping that promise and im going to kill.... him." I told him.

He looked at me thoughtfully,

"He will always come from behind... so watch your back." He warned me.

"Thank you."

He smiled and walker away. I tucked the knife back into place and waited.

About 10 minutes I heard more footsteps behind me.... they sounded heavy and I could hear the dripping of blood hitting the concrete of the alley. I turned around and grabbed a knife. It was him! I thought disgusted. I walked over to him, rage sunk in my stomach, revenge filled my mind! I made a quick movement and stabbed him in the stomach and slid around causing the knife to follow... it split his side open, the cut wasn't too deep but it wasnt shallow. He turned around his eyes burning with rage. He darted forward, his arm lifted out to the side as he ran he hit me in the chin. I fell to the ground, I jumped back up determined to kill this freak. I turned quickly just in time to dodge a blow at my throat and jumped on his back digging my fingers into a little slot in his neck, I went deeper and deeper. The pain must be excruciating! My eyes glowed as he suffered. Then I felt someone dragging me off the mans back, right before I gave the killing strike. I turned around eyes blazing with fury. I recognized the sour face of Alex, this...... would be easy! I threw a punch at Alex and hit him right in the nose causing him to bleed. As he looked at the blood dripping from his nose I kicked him in the side of the head, he fell to the floor with a yelp. His head was now bleeding. I leaned down

"Your going to stay right HERE!" I said and stabbed one of the knives I had into his arm. He screamed in agony. I stood up and quickly spun around meeting the tall man's gaze as he slowly stood up. I took my advantage and jumped back on his back I raised the knife above my head. I love you dad! A tear rolled off my cheek......

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