Pinning him to the ground, I finally had him in my grasp.

"You can't run away now. You elusive ba***rd!" I said, still panting heavily from all the chasing. In my heart, I'm satisfied if this is as far as it goes.

"Let me go. What are you trying to do. I thought you were on my side".

I was struck deep. I didn't play sides with anyone. I play by my own cards. I bend to nobody's will but God's. So I'm taken aback by his response.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Trying to ruin yourself? Can't you see what you are doing to yourself?" Sweat poured down my face and landed on his face. Let it be I thought. It can enter his eyes for all I care.

"What wrong have I done? I didn't hurt anybody. Why do you care so much? They certainly didn't spare a thought for me! Now let me go b***h!"

He was screaming and at the end of it he spit on my face. Too bad I don't give a damn. I had to approach this carefully, considering that it may have a deep impact on him. I intend to wake him up but not to hurt him. A dozen strings of thoughts came to me; sieving through them will be good.

"Don't you know that people care for you! Every actions, everything that you say people notice! I can be a testament to that! I can hear what they are talking about. Stop behaving like you're in baby school, for God's sake!" Am I making sense? All was shrouded by anger.

At that moment as if all of the worlds evil came surging towards me I stab him with a knife that I kept in my pocket for times like this. Why should I regret?

Following on that thought, I moved on to my next target...