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I have a bandana wrapped around the lower half of my face, a baseball cap obscuring the top half. We’ve never met, never even crossed paths at RCA, but you can never be too careful.
“Who are you? What do you want?” His eyes are wild, frantic, as they roll around the walls of his eye socket. “Money? I have money, plenty of it. It’s in my safe, the code is seven-two-five– ah!”
He screams when I dig my heel harder into his fingers, silencing his needless drivel.
“I need you to listen to me very carefully, can you do that, Val?”
He shakes in fear when I call him by his first name but nods vigorously. Tears and snot run disgustingly down his face and onto his t-shirt but he makes no move to clean it up.
“Good,” I praise, perversely running the bat down his face and to his chest. “Nera Matsuoka.”
“Wh–what about her?” He squeaks.
“What did you do to her?”
“Nothi–gggrglllg.”
He chokes on fragments of his teeth when I flip the bat and ram the handle side down his lying fucking throat. I hope the pieces rip open his lungs on their way down and he drowns in a bath of his own blood.
“Wrong answer.”
Red blinds my vision as the normal, functional side of me gets yanked to the background and sadism takes over. I’m trying to reason with myself to stop, to not kill him, but I’m shaking with the need to finish him in the most painful way possible.
“‘Er faher…,” he gags around the bat so I shove it in deeper. “‘Ease…s’op.”
I pull the bat out. He spits out saliva and pieces of tooth on his own doorstep.
No manners at all, this guy.
“Are you ready to talk?”
He nods, tears falling off his face.
Weak, sniveling asshole.
I take another drink from my bottle.
“Her father. He paid me extra.”
“To hurt her?”
“To break her.”
I’m not aware that I even move again until the bat crashes down on Kravtsov’s groin, fracturing at least his pelvis and hopefully his limp dick along with it.
Visuals of the pain she had to endure before Rex ever got to her flash through my brain like a horror film.
My fists clench. Sweat dots my brow.
My heart races so fast it feels like it’s going to rip through my ribcage and out of my chest.
Calm down. I need tocalmdown.
“Why?”
“I don’t know, man. Because he wanted to?” He’s curled into a ball, facing away from me. His mangled leg stretches out below him like a broken tree branch. “He didn’t give a reason, just that I should teach her a lesson if I felt she wasn’t taking this seriously.”
It doesn’t make sense. She practices every day, multiple hours each day. When she’s not in school or at practice, she’s studying opponents’ gameplay. She couldn’t be taking this more seriously.
