Bullies
by RP
Hey dude, what’s up?
Hey.
I’m sorry but who is this?
I don’t have your number in my contacts.
Oh, it’s Michael. Michael Rogers.
From high school.
Oh. Oh yeah, now I remember.
Mikey Rogers, yeah.
How’re you doing man?
Also, how’d you get this number?
I don’t remember ever giving it to you.
Oh, I’m fine, dude. I’m fine.
And I just asked a friend of yours for your digits.
Guy named Jerome, I think.
Oh okay.
So what’s up? How’re you doing?
Well, I’m much better now that I got a hold of you.
In fact, can you do me a favor?
Uh, that depends. What is it?
Can you walk over to the nearest window of your house?
Just take a peek outside and tell me what you see.
How the hell do you know I’m inside my house?
Just please do it, Walter.
Alright, lright.
Okay, so I see a black SUV with tinted windows in the driveway.
Great. So you’re going to get in the SUV.
Don’t worry. It’s unlocked. The keys are in the ignition.
Once you start the car, you’re gonna drive to the nearest mall.
Now why the hell would I do that?
And where the hell are you, Michael? If that even is your real name.
A) Because I know where Carol and Jenny are.
B) You’ll find out soon enough.
What?
What did you do to my family?
Nothing that you could have stopped from happening, Walter.
Now get in the car.
And don’t even try calling the police.
I’ll know.
And so will your family.
You son of a bitch. I’m going to find you.
And when I do, I’m gonna beat you worse than I ever did when we were kids.
Oh, I’m counting on it, Walter.
I’m counting on it.
Now get in the SUV.
Good, you’re in. Look familiar?
No. Why should I?
It’s where you had sex with my girlfriend during senior prom.
Tammy? You mean that slut who OD’d a year ago?
You call her that again, you’ll never find your family.
Ever.
Now drive.
Alright, alright, Jesus.
And you know, she wanted to have sex with me that night.
Shut up. You think I didn’t know that?
Drive to the nearest mall you can find and park the SUV.
I’ll give you further instructions when you’re by the entrance to the mall.
Alright, I’m in the mall now.
I know. I can see you standing there by the entrance.
Now, go to the sporting goods store on the second floor.
You can see me?
Where are you, you bastard? Show yourself!
In due time, Walter. In due time.
Now, start walking.
And look down at your phone occasionally.
You look like a nervous wreck.
You don’t want people getting suspicious now, do you?
Fuck you.
I figured as much.
Now keep moving.
Okay, I’m by the store.
Great. Now, go over to the football section.
You’re going to buy exactly what I tell you to.
Nothing more. You understand?
Yeah.
Good.
First, grab a pair of cleats.
The $79.99 green ones.
Okay. I got them.
Good, now grab a pair of gloves.
You want the white ones for $60.00. The wide receiver gloves.
Okay.
Got them.
Next, get the $40 dollar grey football pants hanging on the side wall.
And finally, buy a Ravens Jersey.
You know I hate the Ravens, don’t you?
No shit, Sherlock.
Now just buy all those items.
Walk out of the store nice and calm.
Then sit down on the nearest bench.
You’re gonna tell me how much you spent when you’re done.
Alright, you all set, Walter?
How much did that little shopping spree run you?
$256.45
Wow, that’s a lot of money.
Does that amount seem a little familiar at all to you?
Ring any bells?
No, of course not. Should it?
Well, it just happens to be the amount of lunch money you bullied from me.
6 years of bullying. Stealing quarters, dollars, and nickels.
You stole exactly that much from me.
No way. It was not that much.
You’re full of shit.
It was and I’m not.
But anyway, now it’s time to find your family.
Walk, don’t run, back to the SUV and drive to the high school.
Put all your new equipment in the trunk.
You are a sad, pathetic, vindictive little loser whoever the hell who you are.
And if you did anything to hurt my wife or kid, I will kill you, you son of a bitch.
That’s not a threat. That’s a promise.
Oh I know, Walter. I know.
Now, don’t text me until you get to the high school.
And know that I’m always watching.
a few minutes later
Alright, I’m at the high school.
Great. Now park and put on all that football gear you bought.
Send me a picture when you’re done.
Why?
Just do it if you want to see your family alive again.
Alright, alright.
Alright, I sent you a picture.
Hahahaha
You look like a jackass.
Oh screw you! What was the point of this?
Well, I want you to be dressed up when you find your family.
They’re behind the far goal post.
What? They’re here?
Of course. Now come and find them.
And it might be best to run.
a few minutes later
Oh wow, look at you go. You’re almost there.
Do you see them?
Where are they, you bastard?
WHERE ARE THEY?
Are you by the far goal post?
Yeah. I don’t see them.
Just look down, Walter.
What do you see?
I see a shovel and and three holes.
Two of them are filled in with dirt.
Great.
Now turn around.
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