I Wrote This Me, Myself, and I.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
One day I got really inspired and just started writing and couldn't stop.

Submitted: October 24, 2012

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Both were shirtless and looked very annoyed. Smacking each other in the face and punching sideways into the jaw. Drinking on the side and trying to show off by thrusting one another at the wall. Sarcastically clapping for the other opponent just to annoy. Then getting distracted from the shouts of the audience. In result, getting smashed in the face by a large sweaty fist right to the eye.

After getting up and brushing off, deciding to call it off. Then announcing the larger opponent fairly the winner. Simply because both your mind and body are tired, and the only thing you can seem to keep your mind focused on, is a nice cold shower. You begin to walk away but, he calls you a name and spits at you. You reach back and wipe the warm saliva off the back of your neck. As the imbecile across from you laughs and takes another swig of beer. The only thing going through your mind are his weak spots and how you can shut him up and get him on the ground in 90 seconds.

Just as this; first, distract target by throwing a towel soaked by your sweat in his face. Second, block his fist once he swings it in your direction. Third, cross your fist over his left cheek. Fourth, discombobulate. By taking both of your hands and smashing his face in between them. As you use all of your might to swing your arms up to his confused face. Fifth, elbow block his next shot. Then directly after, smash his ribs with your right fist. Sixth, block with left, weaken his right jaw, break cracked ribs. Seventh, kick him in the chest. Eighth, dislocate jaw entirely with a single punch. Ninth, heel kick to diaphragm.

In summary ears ringing, jaw fractured, three ribs cracked, four broken, diaphram hemorrhaging. Physical recovery six weeks. Full psychological recovery six months. Capacity to spit at people, neutralized.

The room goes completely silent. Pick up the towel and wipe off your face as you depart out the dark smelly room. Go home and take that shower.

 

~Heather Nichole~


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