Last Day of School

Warning : the following may not be pleasing to all.

The last day of school for Jeremy was a day to dread. He knew deep within, that the last day of school may not only mean, that school is ending. His gaze often met the clock in his classes praying it would slow. But being cold and heartless the clock would not, rather it would speed up. Soon .. The final bell screeched announcing his total doom. Soon to be damned to an utter nothing. For Jeremy was going to be beaten to a pulp by his daily bullies. Having been a smart aleck to them previously, they had become serious about ending him. Heart beating rapidly Jeremy shuddered to his locker, trembling in complete anticipation. He could already feel the fists thrusting into his stomach, damaging his innards. "Ready Germy?" a voice came from behind, the first bully manifesting before him. Gulping, Jeremy's gaze slowly roamed to the eye of Brad the Bully. Shoving his locker shut with one swift movement, Jeremy rushed down the halls. Pushing past people and shoving others in his hurry to get away. But Brad was quick to follow, and surely Brad's followers would be prepared to nab him when they reached outside. Taking a deep gulp of air, his body collided with the bar on the door and he was engulfed with the sun that shone over the area located at the back of the school.

As predicted all of Brad's followers were dispersed in a semi-circle, surrounding Jeremy. He could no longer escape, and he was all alone since everyone was exiting out the front door, all going home. He was hopeless. "ready?" Brad said, hands gripping around Jeremy's neck. Retching, Jeremy spat a wad of spit and mucus in Brad's face. Quite a bad choice. His hands tightened, his friends closing in with grins, egging Brad on. Something hard hit him in the ribcage to the extent where he was sure a rib was broken. Someone had kicked him. Another kick and a punch to the head before Brad let go of Jeremy and he crumpled to the floor. Gagging, Brad stood above so utterly menacing, his upper lip pulled back in a snarl. What they didn't know.. Was That Jeremy had hidden A knife in his waist band. Sucking in oxygen for strength, Jeremy removed the knife quickly, slicing the pant leg of the bully that was about to kick him.

He slashed once more, a deep gash appearing on the bully's leg. He gave a yelp, falling back and gripping his leg. Hot, red liquid poured from the cut, and for spite Jeremy lunged for wards and stabbed the male. Right in the forehead. The blade was driven deep, fracturing his skull and piercing vital organs. Removing it, Jeremy took the final blow, driving the hilt into his eye socket. With this action, the majority of the bully's had run. But not Brad. He was stricken dumb by Jeremy's newfound, killer courage. "are you ready?" Jeremy asked with a growl and tackled Brad. The knife dug deep into his stomach, Jeremy turning and twisting it into his wound. Blood bloomed around his t-shirt like a pretty flower. Brad screamed fearfully, sending Jeremy into a fit of joy. His giggles erupting happily from his parted lips as his hand drew back with the knife. Smacking Brad upside the head with the hilt, Jeremy penetrated his eye socket, twisting the knife once more before removing it. The eye ball popped out with total ease, and with a timid sucking sound as well. Swallowing hard, he thrust the weapon deep into Brad chest. Bringing his hands up and down, hacking away at his chest stabbing him over and over in rage. Soon, Jeremy stood to scrunitize his word. Surprised by the amount of blood leaking from Brad's wounds. But he could only grin and stare down at his bloodied hands and clothes, a few specks having splattered his cheeks in quite a morbid matter. Innards were slowly bursting from Brad's cut stomach and he could hear his last sputtering breaths from his punctured lungs, all the air escaping.

 "Yeah I'm ready Brad. Ready for Summer."