I'm a bird! I'm a plane! I'm... ...the biggest loser in my class. I'm in the 3rd grade, and I'm the biggest loser in my class. Henry McDermott and his friend Eric always bully me, and I have the biggest crush in the world on Susie Johnson. Henry and Eric always make me look like a fool in front of Susie. That morning I had Pop-tarts and got the strawberry filling on my shirt. And now Henry and Eric are making fun of me for it. "Hey everybody, look at all that pink stuff on Billy's shirt. What were you doing, playing with a pink marker?" Henry says. "Billy loves pink, everybody!" adds Eric, as he pushes me to the ground. "Shut up, jerk!" Susie barks. She kneels down by my side. "Are you OK, Billy?" Wow-- there are butterflies in my stomach, but I feel like such a fool in front of Susie. I barely know what to say. "Look everyone, Billy is drooling over Susie! Don't cum in your pants, faggot!" My bullies weren't very intelligent. "If I'm gay, why would I be drooling over Susie?" I reply. "Because Susie's so ugly she tricks your cock into thinking she's a boy, you fag homo!" yells Henry. "She's not ugly," I say. "She's really pretty, and she's smarter than you." "Do you honestly think Susie likes you?" Eric asks. "She's only nice to you because she feels bad for you. You're a loser who has strawberry Pop-tart filling all over his shirt. Why couldn't you change your shirt? Are you too poor? Do you only own one shirt, so you couldn't change before school?" "Class, class, settle down," says Mrs. Thunkleborf. "It's time to open your workbooks." ***** Later that day, I'm eating lunch in the hallway, alone. Suddenly, I spot Susie. "Hey...did you really mean it when you called me pretty earlier?" Susie asks. I start to sweat. I have the biggest crush in the world on Susie. "Y-yeah," I stammer. "OK...but you know I don't like you like that, right? Like, I only want to be friends. Not your girlfriend." My heart sank. Here I was, being rejected by the love of my life. "Oh, yeah, of course. I just meant it in a friendly way," I tell her. "OK, cool," says Susie. She walks back to the cafeteria to be with her friends. ***** After that day, Susie stopped talking to me. Years pass. Sophomore year of high school, Susie and Henry start dating. Henry is strong and muscular and Susie is as beautiful as ever. Senior year, they're elected Prom King and Queen. They break up when they go off to college--Susie goes to Swarthmore, and Henry goes to University of Michigan. After college, Henry gets a job on Wall Street. A few years go by and I decide to pay Henry a visit at his job. I start by drugging him, and drag him into a van I rented, and then drive to a stagnant pond on some old abandoned farmland. I start by breaking Henry's kneecaps with hammers and stripping him down naked. I strap him to a wooden board. I put a gun to his head and force him to eat the strawberry Pop-tarts I brought with me. I have hundreds. Pretty soon Henry starts throwing up and shitting all over the board. That's when I push it out into the stagnant pond, so insects will start eating in and infest his ass. "Looks like it you who loves pink, Henry!" I scream. "What? What is wrong with you? Who are you?" "You really expect me to believe you? You really don't know me?" Henry looks at me more closely. "Billy? From high school?" "You know why I'm doing this, Henry." "No I don't! What the fuck! What the fuck is wrong with you?" I start to get angry. "You don't remember bullying me over my strawberry Pop-tart filling? You don't remember making a big fool of me in front of Susie Jenkins everyday?" "What are you talking about? You bullied me! And it's Susie *Johnson*." I stop. He's right-- it was Susie Johnson. "What?" "You bullied me, Billy. Remember? I even attempted suicide in the 9th grade because you wouldn't stop. They sent me to an institution for 3 weeks," Henry explains. "I...what? What are you talking about?" Henry pauses. "Oh, God." He has a shocked look on his face. "What? What's wrong?" "Your dad...he had schizophrenia too, didn't he?" Henry asks. What? My father? "Billy, schizophrenia is genetic. You're having delusions. You couldn't handle the guilt of causing me to attempt suicide, so you've created a fiction where I was the bully and you were the victim. I remember after Susie broke up with you, she told me you had been acting strange--" "What? Susie? I went out with Susie?" "Yeah, man," explains Henry. "You two were the hottest couple around. I was always jealous." Suddenly, it all comes flooding back. I pushed Henry. Henry had the strawberry Pop-tart filling on his shirt. I dated Susie and I fucked her. I fucked her all the time. "Henry, I'm coming!" I jump into the pond and pull Henry out. I take the straps off and free him. "Henry, I'm so sorry. I've already put you through so much, and--and you were so nice to me. After all I've done to you. After all the pain I've caused you." I turn toward the pond, ashamed. "After everything...everything I did...Henry, I--" "Just kidding, fag!" Henry punches me in the back of the head with his huge strong arms, knocking me down. "Of course I was the bully, you gay idiot! God, I could make you believe anything!" Henry keeps hitting me and starts pushing my head down into his diarrhea, making me eat it. "Susie and I always made fun of you! And I fucked her all the time! I even have a huge cock, look!" Henry pulls out his big thick 9-inch cock and starts laughing at me. "I bet you want to suck it, you gay homo!" He's making me eat his shit and vomit and laughing at me. "Wow, I'm thinking about fucking Susie and getting horny," he says. "I bet I could fuck her again, too. In fact-- you know what? Hold on." Henry gets up and drags me to the van, tying me up in the back. "We're gonna go on a little ride." Henry's driving me back to the city and I'm strapped in the back. I'm gagged so I can't talk, and Henry calls Susie and puts her on speakerphone. "Hey, Susie. You wanna get a drink tonight, maybe catch up? I'm living uptown now." "Yeah, sure!" says Susie. She sounds so excited to see him. "What time?" ***** I'm bound and gagged under Henry's bed when I hear them coming through the door. "And so then I tell him, 'Sorry, pal, but you need at least 1.5 billion to sit at the big boys table. Them's ISDA breaks!'" Susie laughs at falls into his arms. "You're still so sweet, Henry." She gazes into his eyes and they start making out. Henry walks her over to the bed. "Oh by the way, guess who I ran into today? Billy, from elementary school." "The kid who came into class with strawberry Pop-tart filling on his shirt that one time?" "Yeah!" They both laugh. "I wanted to ask...do you ever feel bad about being mean to him?" "No, not really," Susie responds. "I mean, he really was such a loser...but who cares about that right now? ;)" Suddenly, it hits me. How was Henry walking? I broke his kneecaps with hammers. I remember smashing them. I remember how powerful it made me feel. I remember the blood spattering on my face. Now, they weren't even bruised. Henry starts eating Susie's pussy and fucking her. I'm trapped under the bed, trying to scream, but Henry gagged me, and Susie's moans drown out my pathetic grunts. "Oh, oh I missed your cock so bad, baby," Susie yells. "Oh yeah you missed my cock baby, you love that cock don't you?" "Oh it fills me up baby!" That's when I realize my cock is rock hard and I'm about to cum. I'm so turned on listening to them that I'm going to cum in my pants without even touching my dick. Suddenly, something catches me eye. A receipt that had fallen under the bed, dated three days ago: