An Achillean Love story
I never thought that I would have to do this, I killed a man. Now how and why did I do this you ask, well it started three months ago. My name is Ace. I'm 18 and a gay-trans man. I love cats and books and I am pretty tall, being 5’11 and built relatively well. I mean, I go to the gym occasionally. I'm a pretty normal guy who's worried about college and sometimes I like hanging out with my best friend Poe; I've known Poe since I was 5, at the beginning of pre K and we've been friends since.
Poe meets me outside my house at 7:30 AM to walk to school. Poe is my age and tall, taller than me, by a few inches, with straight black hair, and well built from his years of doing track and field. As I opened my door to see him standing there he said “Hey Ace, you need to get going faster next time, now we've got to hustle to get to school in time”. Poe has always been the more outgoing of the two of us so he is approached more by some of the girls in our grade even though he’s gay. I have had a massive crush on him and his right out of the bed disheveled look that he has going on right now is really doing something for me. On our way to school we stopped at the local coffee shop, The Caffeine Corner. The Caffeine Corner is a quaint little place that makes their own pastries in the mornings, The Caffeine corner is also one of my favorite places to study because it is a smaller coffee shop with plants littering the place and little tables perfect for 1 or 2 people to talk and have a cup of coffee at. As we walked into the shop The lady behind the counter Mrs Smith called out “Hey boys we got a fresh batch of danishes” the danishes here are actually divine so I ordered an apple and cinnamon one and Poe a cheese danish. At the coffee shop I also got a small black coffee with room for cream and sugar and Poe got a large green tea. As we left the Caffeine Corner and headed to school Mrs Smith yells out to Poe “Get your dad to restock the alo” as we walked out to the street I couldn't help but notice how Poe’s throat undulates and contracts as he slowly sips his tea while we walk. While we walk to school I joke around with Poe saying “It would be a shame if anyone took you from me, I would be heartbroken” he responded with a “Hah, you think this could pull a guy” as we talk we pass an older lady who was having trouble with her groceries. Poe the golden boy offered to help her with her groceries so I also got roped into helping this woman with her groceries which I am not opposed to but I also wasn't expecting. While helping this lady she asked Poe “Are the two of you boyfriends?” “I wish” said Poe Causing my cheeks to turn a tomato color. `
When we arrive at school the familiar large garish gold letters that spell Scyros High welcome us as we pass through the doors of the slightly rundown building. As we passed through the threshold the familiar smells of Axe body spray and sweat envelope my senses as I made my way through the hall and to my first period class. This year my homeroom teacher was Mr. Homer.
During homeroom a new kid was introduced. He had slightly curly hair and olive skin. He’s slightly shorter than I am and has a strong jaw. During introductions he was asked to stand at the front of the class and said “Hi my name is Hector and I think that we will be good friends”. The rest of the homeroom period was uneventful except for some less than savory remarks by Hector about some of the girls’ bodies saying “ I would love to see her squirming under me while I strip her”. These unsavory comments make me believe that we will in fact not be good friends.
12:00
When I got into the cafeteria I saw Hector openly teasing some of the students in a harsh mocking way. I couldn't quite hear what he said but I assume it was something about their partners and them going against God or something. Today we got those god awful mystery meat sandwiches that I swear are made of squirrels and sadness. I sat with Poe by the door to the cafeteria. While we sat there eating the sandwitches and talking like you do about video games and who we liked and what not, Poe mentioned “I think that my celebrity crush may be Cris Hemsworth who's yours!” Which Hector overheard and promptly yelled “F*ggot!” Poe after hearing this was visibly uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes in the way that only happens when he feels like he needs to leave and he starts chewing on his lower lip, a nervous tick that he seems to do unconsciously as he slowly gets up and discards his tray to start leaving for his next period.
As Poe left I could hear Hector snickering and talking with his group saying “ That Asian boy is such a dirty f*g”. After I heard him say these things about my best friend I was tempted to speak up and defend Poe but I decided against it rationalizing that it would be best not to call him out right now and instead decided to just get up and leave.
I have some extracurriculars after school and so after the bell on my last period I went to my fencing class as usual on wednesdays. During fencing I had a match against Prium, an older classmate of mine and had my butt promptly kicked as he proceeded to make me look like I hadn't been doing this for 6 years already. As I walked out of the gym that held the Pistes I walked out onto campus and started the trek to the front gate from the gym. As I arrived at the front gate I could see Hector and his group of goons, one one with long brown hair and glasses and the other had cropped black hair with red tips, styled in a mohawk.
Hector and his posse seem to be beating a person laying on the ground. Punching and kicking the figure and carving at it with knives. This seems to have been going on for a long time because of the seeping pool of blood oozing from the figure. As they continue the smell of penies invades my senses as they continue to brutalize the figure. As they continue to punch, kick and carve the man on the ground the person can’t even fight back as they break his bones with a sickening crunch as one of them steps on the figure’s exposed fingers. While they are brutalizing the figure they cackle and crack jokes about beating up a helpless f*g. They continue carving his body and stabbing through his hands and legs they laugh as the figure writhes under them. After seeing this I started walking towards the group.
As I got closer I could see a dark figure on the ground seemingly bleeding out; at a second glance I could recognize the figure as poe laying on the ground in a puddle of blood with shallow cuts on his face spelling out “f*g” and “dirty asian”. Poe wasn't moving; so as fast as I could muster I ran and tried my best to carry him to my house and to my car, a slightly rundown Honda civic that I bought off the side of the road for 3000 dollars. As I loaded him into my car I made sure that he was strapped in with a seat belt and I sped to the hospital while praying to whoever would listen and whispering to Poe you will be okay, you will be okay, hold in there, we will be at the ER soon. As I arrive at the ER I yell “Help, Help, somebody f*cking help” I scream and apparently the staff heard me and so Poe is ushered off in a stretcher into the sterile looking building where I'm told he will be treated and I am told that they will notify me when he is stable and I am allowed to see him.
After I am told this I am ushered into a waiting room where I call my mom. The first time I called. I go straight to voicemail which I assume is reasonable seeing as how she works every day to support us two. It has always been just me and her except for the occasional boyfriend that she had but other than that we have brave the world just me and ma. I wait there worrying about Poe for another 20 minutes when my phone starts to buzz in my pocket and as I unlock it and see “MAMA BEAR :)” across my screen, I accept. “Hey hon, sorry I didn't pick up. I was in a meeting, you know how it is. Why did you call?” she says, and I respond saying “It's fine I just wanted to tell you that I might be late home because Poe is in a pretty bad condition and is currently in the ER.”she responds with “Do you want me to tell Poe’s parents?” “yea sure, thank you ma.” I say as I hang up the call.
I wait for another 20-25 minutes and I am called into the room that Poe is being held in. As I enter the room I see that Poe is connected to a various array of machines. While I walk towards the bed that is holding him I notice the underlying smell of blood coating the room. I sit next to the bed in a provided chair and I gaze over him. He looks so peaceful as he sleeps and I whisper “I love you” to Poe.
I leave the room after around 30 minutes to start heading home and check myself out of the waiting room. As I got into my car, and I started thinking about my life and how much of it I spent with Poe. I got to thinking about the times in our childhood when we would run around in the water from one of our parent’s hoses while laughing and sometimes falling and scraping a knee or when we first learned how to ride our bikes and falling over and over laughing and crying as we tried and failed.
As I continue to think about the good memories that I have spent with Poe I start feeling more and more that Poe’s attackers need to be punished. As I continue to think about Poe’s attackers being punished and I start thinking about who should come first in my f*cked order of operations; Maybe the girl with long brown hair Vicktoriea, the guy with the red tipped mohawk Jason, or maybe the main mother f*cker Hector the curly haired b*tch himself the ring leader or the Alpha if you will.
As I continue to drive, I continue thinking about my sh*t list I decide to start with the long-haired b*ch, than the mohawk mother f*cker, and lastly ending my fun by mangling the sh*t out of the Hector b*ch.
The next day
I wait until after school when Viktoriea walks out of her last class I ask “Hey Vicky, can you come with me to help me study; and I'll get you an iced latte after too?” Victoriea agrees to quote on quote helping me study and we get into my car where I drive to a semi-rural abandoned looking ranch and I park and exit the car Viktoriea following shortly after. I had scouted this abandoned ranch last night and I had left a scattering of weapons around the house. As we left the car, I safely stowed my keys into the pocket of my leather jacket and zipped up the pocket.
I walked Viktoriea into the house where I put the knives that I had hid yesterday. I got through the door and into the cabin on the ranch first and I grabbed my knife. A full tang knife with a walnut handle and a slightly curved blade made of Damascus steel the patterned metal glinting in the low light of the cabin. As Viktoriea stepped into the cabin I stuck out my foot and tripped her and I hit her firmly on the head causing her to black out. The strike made a hollow clunking sound as the hilt of my knife hit the head of the girl. AfterI had checked that Viktoriea was firmly knocked out on the ground, and I had checked I tied her hands and feet together I left her on the floor while I did some of my homework while I waited on her to regain consciousness. When she regained consciousness, I greeted her by saying “Welcome back. Can you tell me why you’re here?” Viktoriea responded with “N-no why am I here? what did I do‽” which I responded with “Do you remember what happened to Poe? Do you remember what you and your friends did to my Poe” after I said that she quieted very quickly. I moved to the kitchen and grabbed the duct tape on the counter and returned to tape over Viktoriea’s mouth so she couldn't scream while I was working with her.
After I taped over Viktoriea’s mouth I started by stepping on and breaking her middle and ring fingers and then bending back her pinky, pointer, and thumb until they broke with a squelchy crack until they were bending backwards. After I broke her left hand’s fingers I started cutting off her fingers by the join;t waiting 1 minute in between each joint so I could hear her muffled screams of pain and terror as I let her sit in the pain of having her fingers broken and slowly cut off as she was slowly bleeding out. I did the same to her right hand while listening to her horrified screams as her fingers were being bloodyed. After I was done with cutting off her hands I moved on to her ears slowly ripping them off her head with my hands as I relished in her mortified cries of pain. After I got rid of her fingers and ears then I broke both of her arms, and I slowly cut into her stomach as I relished in her screams as she slowly bled out but I slowly got bored of her screams alone, so I started strangling her to death she lasted 3 minutes until she died without even putting up a fight.
After her death to my hand, I buried her earless and fingerless body 14 feet under the ground in a nearby forest where I also found a stream whereI washed off the blood that got on my hands, arms, and face. And I changed into a nicer non-stained pair of clothes and I made my way back to my house. I feel like I did the world a right even though I killed Viktoriea I feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest, but I still have 2 more to go until I will be satisfied.
The next day
As I walked into school I scheduled a study session with Jason. I have had tutoring sessions with Jason for years to help him get caught up in math because he has dyscalculia, and he sometimes needs help with his studying. This need is heightened by the one size fits all mentality of the public school system.
At the end of school I walked with Jason to his house through the sketchy part of town where we were confronted by a tall man in a black hoodie with a gun concealed in his pants that clearly bulged out so the print was prominently showing through his pants. As he stopped us “ Put your hands up and drop your valuables to the floor” he says and i comply but Jason having less than standard intelligence would not comply instead opting to say “F*ck you, I won't do any of that shit you little f*ck” and after those final words left his mouth the man promptly pulled the firearm from his pants and threatened Jason who still wouldn’t drop his valuables. I could tell that the other man was getting annoyed as his face moved into an expression of annoyance.
The Man lifted his gun towards Jason’s head and pulled the trigger with a large “Bang !̶!” As the bullet left the barrel of the gun it spun as it flew through the air and lodged itself into the cranium of Jason’s head with a blood curdling squelch and a thud as Jason fell to the floor and started to bleed as the man in the hoodie continued to shoot Jason over and over and over creating a large puddle of warm blood oozing out of the body as he bled out and died on the floor. After this I gave the man my money and ran home.
the next day
I walked to school today without Poe again, because he was put in the hospital by Hector and his violent bullying. When I got to Scyros I ran into Hector and I asked him “ Hey Hector do you want to hangout after school today?” Without knowing better Hector agreed “ Sure why not!” As the day went on I went to math, history, chemistry, english, and fencing. In my classes not much happened and I waited all day for the time when I would kill the tool that beat up my love, Poe. I waited until the end of the day when me and Hector went out to the woods to hangout and mess around with the animals and other things within the woods. As we walked into the woods Hector was b*tching and moaning about how much he hates the math teacher and whatnot just overall being a crappy misogynistic *sshole.
As we entered the forest we started a game of chase where I would chase Hector and we saw if he could avoid me and then we did it the other way around where he would chase me around. We played this chasing game for around 3 hours late into the twilight hour when it started to get dark. We were around 10 ish miles from the edge of town and I was up to chase Hector. I chased Hector for around 3 minutes before I let him run off and put on a hoodie and mask and retrieved the chef's knife from my backpack.
I started tracking Hector with my knife in hand tracking him down t a small tree stump where he was sitting clearly out of breath and panting on the floor while he was resting I slowly walked up to the tired form of Hector purposely dragging my feet while I was walking towards him with my large knife in hand slowly stalking towards him. As I slowly stalked towards him I lifted my knife and Sprung at Hector and as I reached him I sliced him with my knife on the cheekbone and I drew blood slowly dripping down his cheek and his neck as he relished what I had done he scrambled back “Stop, this is getting out of hand” he says with the underlying tone of fear that I longed to see out of his face and he started to grimace with pain from the scratch on his cheek.
As the realization of what I planned to do to Hector settled in he started to scream for help.I started to stalk forward and I lifted my knife and started carving up Hector, starting with raking my knife over Hector's arm and drawing blood by making many little cuts and than I got some of the salt water from my bag and squirted it on the wounds causing Hector to scream a wonderful noise of pleading and crying. as Hector was crying and begging for me to stop snot pouring down his face and out of his noise as he cried and pleaded with me to stop and he continued pleading I got fed up with the monotony of the small cuts and the salt water so I switched and made a small fire of which I put my knife in. Then I got my spate from my bag. After I retrieved my spare knife I started to hack at Hector's arm and broke his upper arm bone and I slowly twisted off the arm of Hector and retrieved my knife from the fire that at this point was glowing red, I pushed the knife against the open wound of where Hector’s arm used to be. As I pressed down the sickening smell and the sizzle of burning flesh wafted up as I cauterized the arm wound. Hector screamed as I pressed the burning knife to his arm stump. I dropped down a large stone onto his other arm and I heard the bones crack under the oppressive weight of the stone. I split open his legs and let him slowly bleed out avoiding the arteries. I killed Hector by slowly cutting into his throat, finally killing him after 3 minutes relishing in his pained gurgles as blood filled his airways.
As I finished the kill I felt a tremendous weight lift off my shoulders and I felt like I could breathe again knowing that the scums that beat Poe into a bloody pulp were all dead now. As I got up I sighed and I cut open the stomach of the now recently deceased Hector and walked to the nearby lake that is not even frequently visited by locals on fishing trips due to how out of the way that it is. I dumped Hector in and watched his intestines and severed stomach move in the water as his bodysunk. After his torso I threw in his severed arm and got to work on cleaning up the area by scuffing up the dirt around the blood so it’s not visible anymore and cleaning off both of my knives in the nearby lake. After I was done with the clean up I headed back home.
When I got back to my house it was almost midnight. I had already notified my mom that I would be back late and she went on with her usual lecture about not getting drunk and if I do then don’t drive because dad was killed in a drunk driving accident. My house is a medium small 3 bedroom house with a blue exterior and a nicely well kept lawn and front garden of which my mother prides herself on. As I entered the house I headed to my room.I took a shower to wash the grime off and to clean myself before I got into bed. I also rested myself in some boxers that have a cookie pattern on. Them and an eye mask with cute little bear ears.
In the morning I go to the hospital to check on Poe, relishing that I haven’t seen him in the days leading up to the killing of the scum that hurt my Poe. As I go to the room that I was told that Poe was in by the front desk lady I walk inside to see the love of my life sitting up in his bed with an arm and a leg cast. I rush over to Poe “How are you? Are you okay? Does anything-“Poe cuts me off with an “I’m fine” and an “I love you” I am super caught up on the second statement he-he loves me I think as my insides fill with butterflies. “The night you brought me here I was still awake and I could hear everything that you said, and. Yes, I love you to” he says bluntly. “So can we be boyfriends?” I inquired nervously that the feeling of boyfriend on my tongue feels right but good as I say it. Finally after a long moment of silence he says “Yes” I thought I was dreaming with how much that made me feel.
“Oh and Poe or can I call you babe? I made sure that this will never happen again; you being in this crippled state with both an arm and a leg cast on” I say and Poe responds with “Yes you can call my babe, baby and what do you mean things won't happen again?” “I mean those three won't be bothering you ever again” I say.
After I say that I walk towards the bed and lean over for a kiss that Poe so generously gives. The kiss was so nice, Poe tastes like strawberries and a light fluffiness that is hard to explain with words and his lips felt like the softest pillows. Next all I could hear was a “CRASH!!!” As the doors slammed open and Poe’s Parents stormed into the room and dragged me out by the ear saying “ Don’t disturb our son’s rest”.