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Revenge
A Story Every Day in 2024 May 29th 150/366
I've got it. The acid. It took some doing but nothing a bit of trawling through the internet can't help with. I've got a lot in common with this acid, I think. I could probably tap into myself and siphon it off without having to buy it, I'm that bitter. And these feelings I have, fizzing, it's like they're sitting there, waiting, slowly corroding my innards, filling me with heat. If I keep them in any longer, they're gonna turn me from a living breathing body into powder.
I'll be dust.
I have to get it all out.
I'm not someone who sits and mopes. I'm a man of action. That's how I found out about the affair. Cheating bitch! And I know him. Bloke from the pub that we were chatting to at the Hallowe'en party. Played poker with him a couple of times since. Think he can fuck my missus and get away with it? He's gonna have his!
She told me where he lives. Scared as fuck I was gonna hurt her. I'm not a fists man but I am a vengeful one.
"What are you going to do, Keith?" she said, all wild-eyed, crying. "Don't hurt him! It was me! All me!"
Did she think she was going to make it better saying that? That she's to blame? Protecting him? Stupid fucking bitch. That just made me more mad.
I'll get him. With a nice surprise.
*
I've got to be quick.
Ring the bell. The door's answered. Opened and -
I throw the acid right in his face.
"Here's an early Christmas present!" and I leg it.
*
It's all over the news. "Man severely burnt in acid attack!" Local, national, internet - everywhere.
I feel better having done it. I can get on with life now. The missus hates me but she'll come round. She shouldn't have done what she did and he had to pay.
Simple.
*
That bitch. She stitched me up. Fucking bitch! She grassed me in! Got the police involved and now I'm banged up. Shit! Bitch laughed as they carted me away.
It wasn't him. Wasn't the fucker she'd been shagging.
Bitch gave me someone else's address.
Life over.
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Comments (8)
Ooooooo!! That twist at the end got me sooo good! I knew it was coming because of the "sequel" to this bit the intensity and pacing of this piece just had me so drawn in I forgot that it was a case of mistaken identity!! Great wooer here Rachel!!
Oh crapola...this was just way too real. Keith sounds so realistic...as others have said. And just...the horrible irony...and his wife is bad for giving the wrong address. Puts the other story into a different perspective. I hate Keith and his wife now lol. Well written again Rachel!
Jesus. I think I read a news story similar to this. Horrific. Good job Rachel - Keith’s voice was totally believable.
Oh snap!! Wrong dude...that was a great twist!!
You have tons on your plate already, so I appreciate your need for brevity, but can you imagine this piece as a 10 minute read, where you've fully developed the plot twists? I can imagine how horrific a horror story this could be--said as a major compliment. Loved it as written, very impactful, and far, far too believable. But the ending comes a touch too quickly, IMO.
Oog! Too believable, this one is.
Oh dear, that was a great misleading misread, brilliant work
Whoaaaa!! Wthhhhh!! I did notttttt see that coming!! Oh shit!! I can't believe that he's the one in trouble now but his wife and the guy that she's cheating on him with are free! Like what the actual hell????? I gotta take deep breaths to calm down!