Chapter 12- January 13th, 1999


January 13th, 1999

2:43 PM


"I am going to fucking kill that fucking fucktards with a fucking chainsaw." Calvin clenched his left hand, banging his head back against the wall. He was shaking in anger, his right arm in a cast. "I'm going to go to his house at fucking midnight and I'm to bring down his whole family into one fucking room and I'm going to make him watch as I kill them before finally fucking sawing him into tiny bits and fucking pieces!"

Calvin looked at the camera, glaring and breathing heavily through his mouth. A bandage hid a cut above his right eyebrow and there were a few scrapes along his cheek. Taking in a deep breath, Calvin forced himself to calm down. "Okay… I'm calm. Kinda."

He clutched at his hair, still glaring. "That fucking… asshole broke my fucking arm. What a wonderful fucking way to start of the fucking new year! I think Andre was about to go bat shit crazy on that mother fucker… I would… if my arm wasn't fucking broken!"

Calvin stood up, kicking at something out of the view of the camera. "Fuck! I'm going to kill that asshole… can't believe he broke my fucking arm and is getting the fuck away with it. Shit. God damnit!"

The blond collapsed back in front of the camera, finally forcing himself to calm down. "I guess I should… explain what I'm going on about. This fucking idiot named Richard Vergardo—he's like a second Brad Huff except violent—and he's always messing with people. Girls, guys, anybody and I guess today he decided to mess with me. He pushed me into the fucking concrete stairs outside the school and then stepped on my fucking arm and broke it.

"The asshole thinks he can just get away with doing these types of things because nobody will speak up about what he does, but guess the fuck what Richard Vergardo? You just messed with one of the two people you don't want to mess with." Calvin stared at the camera, blue eyes alight with anger. "Richard Vergardo, you're going to rue the day you messed with Calvin Gabriel."