Day 116 – The Old West – Short Story

“Don’t give me that sort of shit, you do what I need you to do, or I’ll take everything you’ve got and burn it all before your eyes, do you understand?” He yells.

“Yes,” she says softly, he grabs her by the hair and viciously pulls her head back.

“I fucking said, do you understand!” He yells again.

“I fucking understand!” She yells, he tosses her to the ground and spits a mouthful of phlegm and saliva at her.

“You think you can just come here, and walk into my town, from whatever foreign land you come from and think we’ll just accept you, let you take our land, let you take our work, no questions asked?” He says as he walks slowly around the woman. “Well sister, you’ve got another thing coming to you and your kind, I run this town the way I see fit, my rules, no one else, and my rules say you and your slant eyed, pieces of shit can either pay the toll or you can fuck off back to the other side of the world, it’s not such a hard decision to make, so I’ll give you five seconds instead of ten.”

“Leave my family, and go!” a man yells as he dismounts his horse and rushes to the woman’s side.  “We came here to make a new life for ourselves and our children, not relive the old one.”

“Listen here you slant eyed fuck, my town, my rules, like I just told your woman, this town works a certain way, you either pay the toll man or you get out of town, you don’t want to leave on your own, I’ll be more than happy to help you out the door.”

“We don’t want any trouble,” he says as he helps the woman to her feet.

“Well, that’s good to know, so pay your donation and we’ll be on our way.”

“We don’t have anything of value, everything..” he doesn’t have a chance to finish his answer as the man smashes him across the face with a powerful left hook.

“You pay, or you leave!”

“Please!” The woman screams as she throws herself at the man’s feet. “We have nothing, please, for the sake of our children, please!” she screams, the man grabs her by the hair and pulls her away, and smiles.

“Maybe, I’ve got a way you can pay,” he says with a chuckle and he pulls her to her feet and rips her dress off, she quickly covers her naked body, he grabs her by the buttocks with one hand and the back of the head with the other and pulls her close and licks the side of her face. “Always fancied myself one of you foreign women, they say you..” he feels the pain first and then black and white spots shoot in front of his eyes as he falls to his knees, he hears yells from the other three men who were with him and his face smashes into the dirt, he looks across the dirty earth, as a stream of blood starts running towards the house,  he sees one of the other men hit the ground and the Chinese man drives a vicious kick into the back of his head, his stance solid, strong, skilled, almost like a dancer, then he jumps, high into the air, spinning like a bottle tops, and disappears from view, seconds later he feels the force of a train hit him and then darkness.



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