Cold Metal

A Story by BlackenInk

A short writing I did to try and express a certain feeling people may have.

“An all too familiar feeling isn’t, yes? The cold sturdy piece of metal pressed against your temples all over again. Well, why don’tcha just do it then. Stop pretending to put on an act and get to the real show! Every time before now has just been a false gesture to rouse your feelings and make you feel something, something you’ve forgotten. Just do it!… Ohh… Hahaha… Oh my, you’re scared aren’t you. Scared of what people may think, scared of where you might end up. Darling, that’s just half the fun in it all. The mystery! Go ahead, do it before the metal becomes warm and the goose bumps fade away… Ahhhh! I knew you wouldn’t do it! Why do I even waste my time with you?!… Shhh, shhh, shhh, no, no, oh no. I didn’t mean that… F**k! Quit crying and do it!”

…2 days later

“Hi there cheerful! Boy, do you bring a smile to my face whenever I see you so jaunty. Do you know why, child?… Oh? You don’t, now, well we can’t be having that. Looks like it’s story time! I love story time! Yes! Yes I do. Yes! Listen up you filthy animal… That smile, it gives me hope. It’s sort of like a shining beacon for me. I fade away long enough for you to forget. Then when that fire starts to smolder again and turns into a flame, I wait. I wait just long enough for you to become content all over again; terrible, I know. That's why I do it. You don’t get to be f*****g happy! Thinking, I am just going to stay hidden behind some invisible wall you conjured up? You are as naive as they all come. But, that smile of yours, ahhh, yes. It’s a signal for me to step around what fake border that you imagine is there and come back to give you a big ol’ pat on the back and greet you with the finest of greetings! Hahahahaha! So, here I am. I wonder what kind of show we can get tonight?”

…That night

“More! Give me more! Oh, we are having so much fun! Is that the best that they can call you? Pssh, it isn’t like I haven’t ever called you a w***e or s**t already. Hahaha! Kids are just not as creative as they use to be, they outta be taught a lesson or two on how to humiliate and make someone feel pitiful. We’ll save that for later though, I really am enjoying this, aren’t you?… You wanna know how I know when you begin to reeeally enjoy the continuous banters from me and everyone else? You pick up the wickedly sharp piece object and you go… PAINTING! Brush in hand and your body the canvas! Paint me a pretty picture! Enough with the same old boring lines, draw me something daunting and amazing! I’ve always wanted a piece of art made specially for me. Oh, how I do love the color red on you.”

…9 hours later

“Gah! It smells like complete s***s-uh in here. Why can’t you ever eat your lunch somewhere besides the grimy bathroom. Blah! I’ll come back after you’re done at this boring establishment. Toodles! Hahaha!… I am really expecting a grand showing tonight. Do, wait for me, I want front row seats for the opening night play!”

…8:32PM, 24th of December

“…Are you in here? No. S**t! F**k! Where are you?! You should’ve been home by now… Damn, I guess I will just entertain myself then, until this good for nothing sack of a*s gets back home.”

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“Errrraaaaaagh! Well, damn. Now I wasn’t expecting that. Looks like I was a little late for opening night, or should I say ‘opening morning.’ Wahahahaha! I am still pissed though. That twat couldn’t wait to give me a show. I even dressed up and had picked her out a great outfit. Ahh! No, no, no! But, you know what, there will always be more. There always are. You know, now that I think of it. That boy down the street has been practicing his acting skills. Maybe I’ll go down there and give him some of my tips and advice. Hahaha! Yes! I want to! I even have a present for him, to make it more formal… I do wonder if he gets goosebumps from chilled metal as my old friend did. This is going to be fun! Oooo! Hahahahahahaha!”

“…Hey there, sonny boy! Let me show you how its really done! Here take this, it’ll make it easier. Oh, sorry where are my manners! I all but forgotten to introduce myself. I’m Depression and I’ll be with you until thee end…”