"'Karma is a bitch' is what most say and I think they all are fucking hypocrites. The real bitch is luck but they never curse it. Fucking cowards. They fear it. Cursing luck might bring bad luck. If one believes in luck then why would they curse it, only to get bad luck and if they don't believe in luck… then why would they curse it heh. 'Ignorance is bliss' heh.
...I curse luck or maybe I am cursed by luck. Whichever it is, I sure as fuck hate luck.
At least when karma strikes, you can regret your choices but when luck fucks you, the most you can do is cry about it. And I am sure that bitch laughs when we cry.
Born blind, the only good luck I have ever had is finding you buddy." James said caressing his dog, Lucky's back.
"Woof…" Lucky answered with a small bark.
The room was small with a bed, a computer, table-chair, 2 doors and window.
On the bed was a man sitting with his eyes closed, leaning against the wall, a gloomy face looking up at the ceiling.
On his lap was a golden retriever whom he was was patting with love.
*Puff*
James dragged a puff from his joint.
"You know, when my parents died and I became an orphan at the age of 12 I didn't feel sad. They died in a terrorist attack and I sat in front of T.V. for days, changing news channel." James said slowly exhaling the smoke from his mouth.
"You know how many days they showed the news of the attack? 2 whole days kek. I sat there waiting for the news to tell that they got arrested but what they showed instead was how an actor was having an affair. It was more important to them heh." James said with a scoff dragging another puff from the joint.
*Puff*
*Hahhh*
*Whimper*
Lucky let out a whimper turning his head and looking at James' face.
"Heh, what are you crying about? I told ya I didn't feel sad. All I felt was anger…. and perhaps despair. I didn't feel like crying. I don't like crying."
James extinguished the joint in his ashtray.
"I feel whenever I cry that if there is a fucking goddess or god of luck, then that bitch is sitting somewhere laughing at me." James said patting lucky on his back.
"So where was I? Yeah, they died. Well nothing really changed. They left me with lots of money. Granny Clara took care of me. Nothing more I needed. I didn't felt sad that they were no more. I did want revenge but I... didn't miss them. I have never loved anyone so much as to miss that person you know.
Even right now, I don't miss Granny Clara. I loved them all and I could die for them but I don't feel sad for them. It was more of a transaction to me. Its not like they chose who will be born. It was more of a responsibility. They did their best for me and I did mine for them...
Bullying in school increased. Well, the bullying was happening even before that day but those assholes! They started fucking doing their best to me tick me off. And you know buddy, I got ticked off. One day a bastard was opening and closing my eyelids while I was simply sitting in the classroom. The only disability that bitch had was stammering! So of course among us, people like them felt like boss.
But that day I was annoyed. No particular reason. Maybe mood swings of a teenager boy kekek… You know, I was not a revenge person. Till my parents were alive. Of course I love granny Clara but with her I didn't feel like bottling up my anger. So when that bastard opened my eyelid the second time, something clicked. I stopped thinking. One hand held his neck while the other beat the shit out of his face
Then I got scared. About granny Clara. Will she scold me? That was all I was thinking. Heh. Funnily that bastard's parents were divorced and have sent him there just because he was a problem child in those 'normal schools' and they didn't care about him, probably even if he died. Kekekek. Well he never came in front of me so I could never beat him again but he never bullied everyone and became meek, probably embarrassed that others know his parents don't love him. Well others did bully me even after that.
Some came from the back and hit me on my head. When someone was close enough for me to grab, I would beat the shit out of him. They try to run forgetting I can hear heh. Their heavy steps would give away their location very clearly.
Most of the time it was unavoidable bullying with them throwing stuff. I tell you they were all fucking cowards. I didn't like them. I just studied. The recorded lectures were my lifeline. I got admitted in Harvard, it is the best institution for engineering among us humans you know."
"Woof"
"Life there was good for the most part. There was no bullying. They all felt pity. Some fuckers were jealous. Maybe many were. I just felt they were stupid. I seldom attended classes. The teacher spoke very slowly and it was boring to me. I made some good friends. They helped me a lot. Well I was not a parasite. I helped them with ideas, that was all I could give them. Can't expect me to make presentation kek. I am thankful to them all… But the one I am most thankful to is granny Clara.
It is all thanks to granny Clara that I was able to live this much. She was the only one for me after my parents died. She was the one who complimented me when I studied and got good marks, she was the one I was happy to tell that I got selected in MIT, she was the…. only family I had and now she is also dead heh."
"Woof" Lucky barked, nudging his head on James' elbow.
"Yeah buddy you are as well but I will be honest, you have been with me for 3 years. I am grateful to you but all I consider you is a friend, helpful and loyal but friend…"
*Growl*
"Kekek, well I am not the type to say sweet words and you know it. You are 5 years old and yeah maybe I am everything to you but… you have only lived half of your life-"
"Bark Bark" Lucky barked cutting James' sentence.
"Shut Up!" James shouted looking down towards lucky. "Just listen for fuck's sake, I have already taken a dose of poison! All I got is perhaps 5 minutes so listen to me you fucker!"
"Whimper Whimper Whimper" Lucky sat straight on James' lap and put his head on James' shoulder as if hugging.
"…I have called a friend of mine and already gave him all my savings. He will take care of you. He is good, I trust him. I even asked him to take you to NGO's and other places where you can fuck some bitches kek." James said looking down with his eyes closed.
"Growl" Lucky growled with tears in his eyes.
"Man you got nothing to worry about, trust me. I was not even taking care of you man. You are the one who took care of me, it was more of you taking me on walks than me taking you. If only granny Clara was alive… Well whatever, lived plenty, plenty bad but plenty nonetheless. Thanks for being with me buddy, thanks for taking care of me. And don't be sad, I am happy for my death. I was going to die someday. I had bought poison the day granny died. Just waited till today to attend her funeral, the least I can do heh. Got nothing more to do... One thing I always live by is to keep least number of decisions in luck's hand. Granny's death was in luck's hand but I chose mine." James said and started laughing maniacally.
"Kekekekekekek-cough-cough-cough, heh lovely." James laughed rubbing his fingers on his palm feeling his blood on his hands as he fell limp with his back against the wall.
"Bark Bark" Lucky barked sniffing James face hysterically.
"Chillax buddy not dead yet." James smirked with his face pale, head hanging downward.
"I keep remembering my life man. Could it have been better? I did my best and I don't have any regrets. Regrets are not my thing… Taste of blood heh." James said, tasting the blood leaking from his mouth.
"Wearing headphones, novels were the only thing I could enjoy. Can't play video games, can't watch animes. Songs are also good but they make me feel handicapped kek. Even novels were enjoyable because of the option of A.I. reading the novel out loud. It also hinders hearing but not as much as not to know what is happening aroun-" James said trying to shift a bit and falling on the bed.
"Whimper" Lucky held him against the wall and slowly let him down and helped him lay on the bed.
"...Saga of Isurt. That novel only got one volume but still became my favorite. I hate villains you know. These motherfuckers are generally born with everything and yet they fucking fail. Well they are unlucky is what others say but I think they are more... of... dumbfucks." James said, breathing becoming harder to him.
"Heroes... are... lucky... and... villains... are… dumb." Were the last words James said as he took his last breaths.