Nasty Old Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Very short story about a bitter old man dying in a nursing home. There is a bit of profanity and i hope nobody is offended.

Submitted: April 10, 2010

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Submitted: April 10, 2010

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nasty old man

 
Yes, I am an old bastard and I don't give a rats crap if you like me or not.  Stuck in this damn wheel chair with the likes of you pushing me around.  Think when we turn the next corner I will lay a big smelly fart your way. You old bitch. You just stick me in front of one of those damn chicken-shit prints of the ocean and think my brain is so worn out like the rest of me that I think I am actually there. Lame brain little pig that you are. Damn, I hate your guts.
 
You don't realize that I am your father, yeah, I am the "beast" that left you and your mother some 20 years ago.  And if I ever knew that I would have to see your pathetic face and that you would be taking care of me I would have taken a gun to my head.  You are just like your pig mother...big, fat and ugly.  And what are you now, 35 years old and working in this hellhole of a rest home.  Shit, you are just worthless.
 
Years ago you loved me and I loved you but then you had to have that damn boy take advantage of you.  Oh Daddy, we're just holding hands...we don't even kiss on the cheek.  Yeah. then how did you get that little brat in your belly...don't kiss my ass. And then what did you do...was it 50 bucks to some quack downtown or did you do the job yourself.  Damn, you disguss me.
 
What the f...? What?  Oh. guess they stuck some junk in my watered down juice to make me sleep. You're all no damn good scum. Bastards, every last one of you.  Oh fine...shower time.  Yeah push me and the other old men down the hall to the shower room.  Take off my pj's and hose me down...soap me up...then hose me down again. And don't forget to stick it in your chart.  Gave Mr. Ferris a bath. He thoroughly enjoyed it and actually smiled. Smiled my ass, you fat pig. I was choking on that piece of soap that you stuck in my mouth. Worthless dolt.
 
Guess it is  morning again.  Another exciting f...ing day.  I wish just once they would put a beer in front of me and not that damn watered down orange juice and lousy stinking half cooked egg. Let them eat this shit. Now eat up Mr. Ferris, how are you ever going to get well if you don't eat this nice breakfast? I am not, you damn piece of shit...I can't use my legs and my hands are useless. I don't even know how I wipe my ass. NO, when is the last time I sat on a toilet?  Son of a bitch, am I that helpless?  Where  is my daughter today, where is she. why isnt she here? honey, this is daddy...i am so sorry...honey, baby, oh i wish i was dead.
 


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