Desperate Voices

David slowly lowered his aching body into his bed. He reached over and grabbed his black headphones thrown askew on the floor, and put them onto his head slowly. He rolled over, turned on his CD player, then did a reverse roll, turning off his lights. He gently lay his head down onto his pillow.1

As the music begin to play, his mind wondered. 'Why does she have to be like that? Why can’t she just accept who I am? Stupid bitch. Always has to have it her way. Like fuckin’ McDonalds. Have it your way. Bunch of crap, that is.'2

David was very upset with Karen after her outburst in the restaurant. He had asked her if he could go out and party with his friends that night, and she of course, said no. She hated it when he drank and smoked pot, but he felt it was his decision, not hers. 3

'I just wanna relax. It’s been a long week, and having fun with my friends would be a fun thing to do. Get a little drunk, maybe smoke a bit of weed, and all my problems could go away. I wouldn’t have to listen to her anymore. I could just-'4

Murder 5

'What?'6

Murder her. Kill that bitch.7

'What in the fuck?'8

Blow her goddamn brains out. She deserves it. That little cunt. She shouldn’t have fucked with you.9

'I couldn’t do THAT! Sure, she pissed me off, but I’ll get over it.'10

Like how you got over the fight about the weed she found in your room?11

'She said it’s bad for me.'12

She was fuckin’ snoopin’ through your room.13

'No she wasn’t.'14

Yes she was. That goddamn cunt was going through YOUR personal things.15

'It wasn’t that hard to find.'16

You call a videocase in your closet not hard to find?17

'It was easy to locate.'18

Easy for her when she was snoopin’.19

'Still…'20

Kill her.21

'No.'22

Kill her.23

'No.'24

Kill that pussy!25

'NO! NO NO NO!'26

Blow that bitch away!27

“No!”28

Why not? She deserves it.29

'No, she doesn’t. Just because she cares.'30

She doesn’t care. She’s just jealous.31

'No.'32

She hates it that you’re better than her, that you have more friends. That you can do whatever you want and she has no control. Show her up. Make her pay.33

'I-'34

Go to the closet.35

'What?'36

Go to the closet.37

David got out of his bed, unsure of what he was doing. He didn’t trust the voice, but it had some very convincing points, he had to agree. He walked across the soft carpet, and reached out to the golden doorknob. Slowly, he opened the door, as it creaked from its un-oiled hinges. He flicked on the light switch and looked around.38

'Now what?'39

Go to the corner, and open the chest.40

David knew what was inside of the chest. His rifle. He didn’t want to do it. He felt that this was wrong that this wasn’t what someone was supposed to do. But something, like an invisible hand, pushed him forward. Propelled him to the chest, and made him open it. Inside, his rifle shined with a metallic, somewhat evil looking gleam. He reached in and took out the weapon. Holding it in his hands, he felt an overwhelming power envelop him. He chuckled.41

“Blow that bitch away.”42

Yes, that’s what you’re gonna do. Now, NOW!43

David wasn’t listening to the voice any longer. He had already decided what he was going to do. He felt compelled to lick the gun. David stuck out his tongue, and slowly let it slide up the hard, cool metal casing of the rifle.44

After a little while, as the saliva on the gun dripped down off of the handle, he thought to himself, 'Yes, yes, this will get rid of this little problem once and for all. This is it. This is it!'45

David walked out into the room, and looked in the bed. He saw Karen lying there, still sound asleep despite his outbursts. 'She sleeps like a rock. Not after this little incident she won’t.'46

Now. Do it NOW! Kill that bitch! Get fuckin’ rid of her!47

David lifted the rifle.48

Now!49

He aimed it very slowly.50

Do it NOW! Kill her!51

Slowly, his finger reached for the trigger. He applied a miniscule of pressure-52

Blow that fuckin’ bitch AWAY! NOW!53

The gun fired and went off. David’s cold, lifeless body dropped to the floor as an enormous puddle of gore and brains splattered the wall and slowly dripped down it, leaving red thick trails behind.54