crush you [puppy + mattio]

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pup

I walk down the street to who the hell knows where. Chi and I, we may be as close as two sticks glued together, but something that glue can stretch really far. All I did was ask her to “get out of my fucking way before I kick your ass” and she acts like I was about to murder her. She should know by now that I like getting my way, and if I don’t I’ll get angry. After all, she’s the one that stands beside me when I yell at the kids in the Academy. The little kids, especially. They just run up and get all annoying and childish. It’s a Centre with hundreds of sharp weapons, and the little kids, some very young, run around like everything is a plushy ready to get squeezed for the rest of their life. If they get into the Hunger Games and act that way, it was nice knowing them.

It’s a good thing, I guess, to be alone for a little bit. Screaming and yelling often tires me out, but just taking walks alone in silence stores up the energy for when it is truly needed. I rule my world and try to rule everyone else’s, and that can be a shit ton of work if people are too stubborn to give me some control every once in a while.

I keep walking, trying not to crack my knuckles when I see someone doing something I don’t like, or when there is someone who doesn’t like me, vice versa. These are the people that I hate the most. The ones that make me cringe every time they scrape they’re teeth or lick their fingers after they get something to eat all over they’re eight fingers and two thumbs. Honestly, Daddy told me that I could just ignore it and let it slide, but why do this when you can scream at them and help them to stop their habits. After all, I am only trying to help them become better than who they are currently. Daddy can’t always contradict himself. He told me to do what I thought was right, and now he’s telling me to ignore the wrong and not correct it? I can’t do one without not doing the others.

He also told me to go with my gut feeling, and that is to correct it when I see it.

I run my teeth up and down my tongue. I’m not a person to keep track of anything, so the length that I have been walking could really be any distance. I keep to myself, but when I see a little kid standing in my pathway. I stop dead in my tracks, looking back. Maybe I’ve been walking for a while. She’s probably ready to forgive me by now.. I get ready to walk back, but the snake inside me tells me different. Go and pester the kid. He’s in your way. I smile and continue to walk.

I purposely bump into the boy, but not hard enough that I knock him over. ”Excuse me, but you’re in my way,” I speak with confidence, looking down on the kid as if he’s an ant and I’m the human ready to crush him and bury him in the rocky concrete.