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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.
I jolt awake as my clock starts ringing from on top of my dresser. I slam hand on top of the thing to shut it up.
I push myself up, sitting up on my bed as I begin my morning stare of doom as usual. I glance at my dresser realizing that I will in fact need to get dressed for the day, and so I urge my body up and walk over as I begin to dress myself.
“Ugh.”
As I walk down the stairs, my wife calls me for breakfast and all I could think about was how much I hate this fucking cunt. I’ve never once liked her. Never.
“Come quick” DIE quick.
I ignore her calls as my phone dings, Jackie is outside waiting for me so I walk past the kitchen and straight for the door. Fumbling with my shoes for a second before unlocking the door and walking out to the street.
Jackie rolls down her window, smirking up at me on the sidewalk.
“Hurry up and get in” She grinned up at him, her snarky face riddled in wrinkles. “We can’t be late. I’m the principal.”
“Tell me something I don’t already know Jackie holy shit.” I respond glumly. I was NOT looking forward to this. I had a strange feeling about this morning. It.. wasn’t a good one, let’s just say.
I wonder why she’s never brought up her husband. Does she not have one? Well that alright just as long as- wait. What if she’s gay.
Why would anyone ever choose to like.. that?
He couldn’t ever imagine leaving his wife, despite how much he hates her. To disgusted with himself, ( ashamed of who he really is? ) ashamed to admit that he himself had ever even THOUGHT to desire another male.
I stab my seatbelt in, as she rolls back up the window and starts to drive onward. I swear. I swear to god she better not be one of those queers. It’s unnatural. It’s a choice. It’s a bad choice.
…
Whatever. It’s not like she is. She can’t be. Theres no way. Calm down before it shows that something’s bothering you.
The male took a deep sigh, before staring forwards into the roads. They were on the highway now, jackie had put the radio on and whatever trending song was playing was vaguely coherent under the sound of the car.
Jesus Christ jackie needed a new car.
This thing was LOUD.
A few more minutes pass and they finally exit off the highway. Noah was idly examining his fingers, for no particular reason besides pure boredom.
He looked up as Jackie turned a corner-
SLAM
“.. no- .. ge-u-.. HEL-..”
“-oah! …We-..”
Muffled words flew around the world above him, as he was vaguely aware he was lying on a flat surface. Something warm trickled down his face, and as his hand twitched he became aware of the same wet liquid on his hands though it was drying rapidly.
Huh. This felt.. weird.
The world seemed underwater, he tried looking around but was met with darkness.
Oh wait. His eyes are closed.
Hah. How funny.
Am I going to die here?
…
Maybe I don’t mind.
But what about
Him
Daniel?
Am I going to die without ever seeing him again?
Why do I want to see him again?
How disgusting is that?
Thinking about him before anyone else.
How dare he.
Maybe it’s good that he’s going to die here.
No more hurting anyone else.
No more being disgusting.
No more touching kids.
No more.
No..
N-no more…
…
And the world slipped away from him as he lost consciousness.