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Thursday, December 4, 2008
Something random I made up on the spot
Doubled over and gasping, Dante retched as his stomach tried to cope. Dizzy, he looked blindly up at the stern looking boy standing over him. "Awww...." he crooned. "Is Dante feeling sick?" A cruel smile twisting his face, he kicked Dante in the stomach viciously. "Poor baby. He should go home to Mommy." Bending down, he gripped Dante's face and jerked it up to look into his pitiless eyes. "But wait! Mommy's not around to take care of baby. Where's Mommy, huh?"
Dante mumbled something, and Spencer kicked him carelessly once more. "Speak up! Didn't anyone teach you manners, scum?"
Raising his head, Dante gave him a blazing look of wrath, his ocean eyes holding all the wrath of Charybdis. "She's dead!" he bellowed in Spencer's face.
Slapping him with casual violence, Spencer asked coldly, "Why?"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dante gave him another glowering look. "She killed herself after Dad turned up dead."
"Maybe she was sick of you."
Without warning, Dante lunged at Spencer. Knocking him to the ground, he began to pummel the gang-leader, not caring of any of the returning punches. He was beyond punches, beyond his broken ribs, beyond his bruised jaw. He was beyond pain and far into the embrace of sheer rage. "You have no right!" he screamed hysterically. "You can't say anything about that!"
"Why not?!" Spencer screamed, just as mad. "I can say whatever I want about a good for nothing bum like you-"
"Shut up! Your dad committed suicide just like my mom!"
And there was silence. Only the snow that fell about Dante's listening ears was the other witness to the soft sobs that escaped Spencer's chest.
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