He retaliated against everything
you threw at him. All the torment led to this. That sissy took it too far. The
humiliation burns deeply, but the punishment will fit the crime.
First period. Class is in session.
He’s sitting in front of you. Retribution is a shot away. You know the
consequences, and reconsider, but remember his wrongdoings: “Love you, baby!” Recall
the laughter. Yesterday’s scab reopens. Let the red cloud your sight. That’s
right, put him out of your misery.
Take your stand. Whip out the gun. Bang! Bang! The deed is done. Drop the weapon. Walk away.