Scream Louder
By TMF

A Few Notes From la Escritora: I don't really know where this came from... I'm a pretty cheerful person, and I don't think I could ever get this violent, so Mom, if you are by any chance reading this, I'M FINE. :)

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I’m going to crush you.

Leaves everywhere, in melancholy hues of red, gold, and brown. They spin daintily in the soft autumn breeze, dance across the cold cement of the sidewalk, crunch loudly under Ray’s feet—crunch crunch crackle crunch.

The sound echoes in his ears, screaming don’t kill me, don’t kill me please! He ignores their cries, relishing in their cessation song. Killing the leaves, killing the lies.

You will regret fucking with me.

They cat-call from behind him, snide comments targeting his resolve. They will not win; They certainly will not.

He smiles, a smile of the senseless, the passionate.

The insane.

If you take me down, I refuse to go alone.

Closer, They come. His senses elevate, sight, smell, touch, feel, taste, all combining into a solitary pulsing sense that carries no name.

::Come get us Ray!::

::You just gonna walk away, you pussy?::

::'Ray' rhymes with ‘gay’ for a reason, faggot!::

::Gay Ray Gay Ray Gay Ray Gay Ray--::

“NO!”

I will beat you within an inch of your life.

His brain shuts down, down, down, down. He does not think. Only acts. Fist on face, neck, chest, belly, everywhere. Harder harder harder hardest!

They drop to the floor, one by one, like flies on a fly-swatter. They make no coherent sound, only moan and stain the leaves with thick red wine.

Ray’s heart thumps hard against his ribcage, adrenaline against his skull. He smiles again, spins around, and walks off, careful to keep from stepping on the leaves.

Scream louder.