Vengeance

I picked myself up after sometime and washed my self off. I kept trying to scrub away the humiliation but I still felt dirty and used, even though my skin was raw.

I reported myself sick and went to bed. I couldn't bring myself to tell anyone, to tell them of what transpired, of my shame.

In there alone I cried, I cried for my mother, I cried for my dad, I cried for anyone to tell me it's going to be alright, for someone to hold me and say its going to be okay.

I cried for a Hero to come save me but none came.

As night fell so did my tears stop, in there alone I had come to a decision.

I'll kill him, I swore that I would kill him. That motherfucking bastard.

My plan for murder was conceived as an act of vengeance, I wanted Robert dead and I would kill him.

It was easy getting to know Robert's schedule, he did the almost exact thing everyday.

I waited patiently and formulated a simple yet effective plan. And after a month I was ready for Robert to die.

It was easy getting Robert alone, all it took was a threat to talk to the teachers about what happened. And predictably he accosted me alone, probably in his mindset, to threaten me to keep quiet.

All I had to do was wait for him to show up and vengeance will be served.

It was raining on the day I called him out, a storm was amidst. I wrote him a letter telling him to meet me up in the roof of the chapel.

I waited, my mind set. I wasn't scared of what I was about to do, rather I felt excited. I felt powerful.

He stepped through the doorway calling my name, I hated the sound of his voice so I quickly bashed him on the head with a wood I had already prepared. He fell and appeared to be dazed. I bashed him again and again till he crumpled up on the floor.

Quickly I lifted him as best as I could because he was heavy and pushed him off the edge of the roof of the chapel.

I watched him fall to his death, Ironically on impact the clock struck twelve.

I felt avenged, I should be feeling sorry for taking another's life but I didn't, Robert deserved to die and who killed him will forever remain secret.