Getting Even

When he hurt me it tore me apart.I couldn’t even feel my feelings.It pained me so much that I couldn’t hear my own thoughts.So I decided after a decade of feeling like this,I would get even.I had it all planned.I snuck into his house and climbed the stairs to his room.He was sleeping when I got there.I tranquilized him then put him in my car.We drove for hours in the woods,getting very far from all people.Then I tied him to a tree.I waited for a long time until him finally woke up.He looked at me with pleading eyes as I lifted the first knife.“Please don’t do this!“He shouted at me.I just stood in silence.I throw the knife right at his foot.The knife hit perfectly and he screamed in pain.I walked towards him with venom in me eyes.I

kneeled down and pushed the knife in deep.He yelled and twisted against the ropes,but it didn’t help at all.I slowly pulled the knife out of his foot and watched as the blood poured out of the wound.His screams pierced my eardrums,but far from wincing at the sound I enjoyed his pain.His pain eased mine.I stood up and threw another knife.This time at his chest.The agony in his eyes made me very happy.I kept throwing.Every hit taking time to push every knife further into the flesh.Enjoying every wince,every scream,and every pleading cry.He was finally feeling what I had felt.“Why are you doing this!“He screamed.I just ignored him.When I finished having my fun,I went in for the final kill.He sensed it coming.“Please don’t do this!This isn’t you!“I raised my knife.The fear in his eyes was amusing.“Please.“He whispered. I stabbed.He gasped.I went to push the knife into his heart.I leaned over and whispered in his ear,“You should have loved me.“I pushed the knife in and just like that Jack Abrams was gone from the world.I laughed in joy.I had finally gotten even.