My Short Stories

Why So Serious?

Justin has been her bully for God knows how long. Doing small things, like calling her out of her name, pushing, shoving, the typical bully things. One day the girl was in her room, and decided enough was enough. As she stared long and hard at her reflection, she kept getting flashbacks to those days when he use to make her life as miserable as possible. "Oink Oink Pig." He would mock one day. As all the things that has happened to her flooded her mind, she was consumed by a raging fire of anger.

~The Next Morning

She walked down the hallways, and with every step she took more confidence radiated through her body. She felt powerful, in control, but most of all she felt like a beast. A beast that has been let out of her cage for the first time in years. Peers and students gawked at her while she made her way down the halls, amazed by the person they have never seen before.

At the end of the hallway she saw Justin putting his belonging in his locker. "Yessssss" She whispered to herself. Everyone around her faded away, and it was only her and Justin. She stood directly beside him, waiting for him to notice her presence. "Ah Jesus, you scared me! I mean who wouldn't if they saw your face."

Normally people would "Ooo" at the things he said, but since people saw her walk into the building no one dared to encourage him, and it took him by surprise. The girl laughed a lot harder than needed, and she wiped a fake tear from her eye. "You really know how to tell jokes!" She yelled, causing everyone to stop in their tracks.

It was quiet...eerily quiet, and this is exactly what she needed. "Get on your knees." She demanded. He was flustered and confused. "What no I'm not getting on my knees." "You obviously didn't hear what I said, so let me persuade a little more." Without warning she pulled the gun she had tucked away in the back of her belt out, and held it up at his forehead.

"OH MY GOSH HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!" He and everyone else was startled, and began to lose their minds physically and emotionally. Kids began crying, and yelling "theres a gun!", of course drawing teachers to inspect the scene. "On your knees." He raised his hands in front of him, as he slowly dropped to his knees, and she kept the gun on his forehead the whole time.

"Young lady, what is the meaning of this?!" A teacher yelled at her. She ignored him, and began dealing with Justin. She balled her fist, and clinched her teeth together. "Do you know who the fuck you're talking to." She cocked the gun back, indicating she was ready to shoot at any minute. The fear in his eyes, was instant satisfaction. "I'm- I'm sorry okay!"

"Im talking to you young lady!" The same teacher yelled.

Finally after years, he was defenseless, weak, powerless, just like she had been. She didn't care about having power over him, she didn't care about revenge, all she wanted was her point to be reached, but she wasn't done with him yet. A sly smirk appeared on her face, and she stared at him deep in the eyes. "Oh poor innocent Justin, of course you are, but sorry isn't going to cut it."

He turned pale, and he knew what she meant. "P-please." Tears began to fill his eyes, he was so terrified by the person he never knew exsisted before. He waited with bated breath, for her to pull the trigger, and when she did everyone was shocked to not see bullets, but to see water come out of the tip.

Tears poured down Justin face, making it hard to tell which was water, and which one was his tears. She erupted with laughter, and put the gun back in her belt. She knelt down beside him, and whispered in his ears. "Why so serious?" As the last set of tears streamed down his face, she left the school and everyone inside speechless.