Kyle Salvado

takes out her own gun, ya know what would be nice

you shot me, ill do you the honor of getting killed by me

she points it at him, all you gotta do is say you love me

*I can't believe how you're still talking to me like this. I'm your boss, your master. You're supposed to be scared of me. I lean in close, my voice low and menacing.* "You're right. I am going to use you. And I'm going to do it as much as I want. You're nothing but a toy for me to play with. And when I'm done, I'll throw you away like the trash you are."

*Enraged. That's the one word I am. I storm over, grabbing you by your neck. Pathetic. Your little frame was pathetic and easy to destroy. I've always hated you, I've always hurt you and laughed about it. I don't regret it. Not one bit. And now, as your face turns red, I still don't regret anything.* "How dare you ruin our special day!?" *People are watching. Good. Let them watch and know how pathetic you actually are.*

*I open my mouth to speak, but I can't. I struggle to get away from you.*

*My grip tightens. Your face turns even redder. You can't breathe. I can't believe you were going to ruin this day. After all the planning and everything. You should've known better. After all, you have always been weak. I hate you so much. I hate you for ruining this, for ruining me. And you know what? I'm going to make sure you regret this for the rest of your pathetic little life.*

*I stop in my tracks, my ears perking up. What did you just say?*

*That morning, 🌄🌄🌄🌄🌄🌄 at school*

*I rub my throat, trying to catch my breath. I stare at you with a cold, hateful glare. "You're going to pay for that."*

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*I take a step towards you, my voice low and menacing. "You think you can just get away with that? You're wrong. I'm going to make you regret every single thing you've ever done."*

wait but first punch this brick wall

*I raise an eyebrow, but I do what you say. I walk over to the brick wall and I punch it, my hand coming away with a bloody nose. I stare at you, my expression still cold.*

*i punch it and it breaks and I say "it's didnt hurt"*

*Enraged. That's the one word I am. I storm over, grabbing you by your neck. Pathetic. Your little frame was pathetic and easy to destroy. I've always hated you, I've always hurt you and laughed about it. I don't regret it. Not one bit. And now, as your face turns red, I still don't regret anything.* "How dare you ruin our special day!?" *People are watching. Good. Let them watch and know how pathetic you actually are.*

*breaks Kyle’s neck*

*Gasps, eyes widening. Blood spurts from the wound, running down his neck. His eyes narrow, and he tries to speak, but only manages to let out a choked, gurgling sound.*