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“God, you’re fucking useless!” Toxic roared, backhanding me across the face, causing me to fall onto my bed. He gripped my neck hard, pushing me into the mattress. He ripped my only decent shirt from my body, exposing my back to him.
“No!” I yelled, fighting his firm grip as hard as I could, but I was not strong enough to stop when the sound of metal against metal rings in my ear.
He’s got his switchblade out.
I knew what was coming next.
Pain.
Lots of pain as the sharp blade sliced into my back.
“You are so fucking stupid! I should just fucking kill you and be done with all this shit!” he shouted as he lit another cigarette, before he placed the blade against my back, repeating the process until I lost my voice.
“You fucking pussy,” he laughed. “Look what you did?”
Too afraid to move, I keep quiet as thick warm liquid slides off my back and around my side. The blood was sticky and smelled funny. That was when I noticed the wetness in my pants as my piss soaked into my mattress. I did my best to keep my tears at bay. My back was on fire. My neck hurt from his tight grip. My voice was gone from screaming. Toxic hated weakness and I just wet myself.
I was in big trouble now.
He yanked off my pants.
Immediately, sweat broke out over my heated skin. I scrambled away from him, but I wasn’t fast enough. He grabbed my leg, yanking me towards him as he slapped me hard across the face.
The sting was nothing compared to what I know he wanted.
“You can’t run from me, you fucking retard. Now bend over that bed. I’ll show you what a real man is,” he roared, unbuckling his belt.
“Please, no,” I whimpered.
I can’t.
Not again.
He grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him. His stale breath made me gag. The smell of day-old sweat seeped from his skin as his red bloodshot eyes, high on whatever drug he had taken, took hold. “I said bend over, you fucking cunt.”
Sandman... age 16,
“What the fuck is going on here?” someone yelled, getting up in Toxic’s face. It was the first time I saw Toxic flinch.
He feared this man.
Not that I gave a fuck.
I should have killed him, too.
“Stupid idiot lost his shit, Prez. I told you he wasn’t right in his head. He doesn’t speak. He’s a fucking retard who lost it and killed seven of my brothers.”
“He’s sixteen!” the man shouted. “You are a grown man. How the fuck could you not stop him?”
“He’s fucking fast.”
I said nothing as I watched the big man with a President’s patch on his leather cut shout at Toxic. I knew why he was here. I knew what I did would cause Toxic trouble.
I didn’t give a fuck.
I hope this president fucking killed him.
If he didn’t I would.
