AT ONE THOUSAND BEATS PER SECOND / by @Christopherb

A THOUSAND LATIDS PER SECOND
Short story

It is there, waiting for me. A few meters away is he, that damn one, the person who has turned my life into hell. I have to do it, it's time, I can not let the opportunity go by. My mother is in the living room with my brothers watching a movie and he is up with that idiot Kevin, both drunk and jokers, making noise and talking as many sluggards as you can imagine. I must do it, I must kill it but ... how? I mean, its size and weight is twice mine, in addition to having twice or triple the strength of me, and those hands ...

Agh!

Those huge mittens the size of my face, how the hell am I supposed to hurt him? Besides the other idiot who has the same face. They are drunk, it is the only advantage (which can also be a disadvantage).

I'm too thirsty and my chest hurts so hard that my heart beats, I open the fridge and start drinking from an energizing bottle - it's my fourth today -, I open the drawer and take out two huge knives, the kind that mom uses to the meats, and I hold them tightly. Even at this point my mind makes little vacillated and left blank that make me doubt.

But I can not! - I tell myself.

I will not let that man keep destroying us. I go straight to the stairs in front of the room, trying to avoid the look of my mother, although it is impossible. I go fast and crouched, without being very suspicious, with the knives on my left side that just in front of the wall so my mother can not see them, or well, I should not.

- Sky? Why are you bringing those knives !? - Ask my mother, pale.

- It's the old man ... He asked me to bring him these things, I do not know what idiocy will occur to him now - I say in a thousandth of a second, it was the first thing that occurred to me, I hope and do not notice anything strange.

- Seriously? Af, that's why I hate when Kevin comes, they always start inventing weird things - says my mother, worried - Please heaven, are you waiting? Your brothers are about to fall asleep.

- Do not worry.

I have never understood how my mother can love someone like him, and more about worrying so much about him ... Sometimes more than even his children. But it's okay, she takes great care of my siblings, which right now I need, that way I can do everything faster up. I climb the steps without peeling any of them until I reach the happy room, from the outside I can smell the rottenness of alcohol and cigarettes, loud music and laughter that echo throughout the house. It's like being in charge of the last mission of "Battle in the Castle", in front of the home of those tyrannical ogres who tear heads with their teeth. I can not believe that even here when I am going to perform the most ruthless action that I have done in my life, I find myself making stupid jokes and references.

Hell, my chest hurts a lot, I think taking 4 bottles of energizer in a single day is not a good idea. I feel my heart beating for a second, I'm sorry "A thousand beats per second", it's horrible, but ... Agh! Stop talking stupid things, you must kill him now!

I open the door with a bang. The two are watching a game while they listen to music, which is disgusting. He looks at me instantly, the older ogre, the rapist, the abuser, my Father.

- Close the door and get out! - Scream spitting.

- What is the dwarf doing here? - Kevin growled.

I just kept quiet.

- What happened with you? Did the mice eat your tongue or what? - He shouted again.

- I was just wondering if ... I could see the p-match with you - How I hate to say that.

- What did he say? - Kevin's deaf asked.

- Oh yeah? And what does that peak? - He answered smiling. For the first time in years I saw a smile from him towards me - Well, if you like to sit down you can do it here with me.

Did you invite me to sit with him? To what degree of alcohol will it have arrived?

- It's okay ... - I accept and I go to the seat, but not the one he recommends, but the one behind his.

- What are you doing back there? Sit with me! - The ogre shouted.

- No thanks, here I am fine - I explained serenely. I have them both sitting, drunk and glued to the chair in front of me. This is my opportunity.

I can not ruin it, I must not! So I get up quickly and nail Kevin in the hundred with the knife.

God, I can not believe it! I just stabbed Kevin!

The blood comes out in piles and I'm paralyzed. Kevin's body falls dead on the floor, staining the carpet and sofa.

- But what the hell did you do bastard !? - Said the ogre.

He got up, got up! He grabs me by the arm and the other knife falls, hell! What do I do now?

- That's why you came in here? To commit murder? Little fool, you do NOT even work for that! - He said shouting as always.

Even when he murders his best friend is still him, does it seem so normal to him that his drunken buddy is bleeding on the floor right now?

My chest hurts too much, I can not breathe. I must do something, but what the hell? My neck is too tight, I do not know what to do.

- You're a damn, a damn! - Screams and screams without stopping, while hanging me with his mitten.

This is wrong, what do I do ...? Just a moment! I have your balls on my feet! I can kick it ... And I do! I kick with force in its low part and immediately a shout will be published, it will be asked to him how it can be cost and to try to reach the knife but the wretched one I have liked. He kicked me in the face and threw one of the empty bottles that hovered on the floor all over his face.

Shout even louder.

I really do not know what the hell he's saying, I just worry about reaching for the knife to get through this.

I get a strong grip on the knife with my hands and wait only 2 seconds for him to throw me over to then stab his stomach ... And the animal does it! He throws himself on me and starts to scream, then he takes advantage of it to nail the knife and that he finally falls down!

And he achieve it.

It is there, lying on the ground, bleeding. The two are. The two immense ogres are dead in the room, bleeding like red cataracts. I completely ignored the world. I do not know what the hell around me, the only thing I heard is the distant voice of my mother who tries to open the door shouting, after hearing the uproar.

I already did it, I did it. My mission is complete. What will happen after what matters to me, what will happen much better than everything that has happened before. That's my relief, and it lets me be calm.

But ... everything starts to be black.

A to be because I am very tired, all this work has left me exhausted. I'm very sleepy, and it costs me a little more. My eyes close, how funny, I can not stand the dream. I'll go to sleep, I'll let the darkness guide me for a while.

Good evening, ogre.

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