Almost Easy (Janxx)

*Arrie's POV*
The two men, Jinxx and Jake, seemed nice enough...but I didn't trust them. I never had trusted people. They always stabbed me in the back. I used to get so hurt by people but after a while, I stopped letting it happen. I would get pissed and jack up my abuser while wearing a mask I bought for Babymetal. They deserved it. They would hurt me physically and mentally. What I did wasn't right, but they wronged me first. They needed to know what it was like to have the lowerhand and to be powerless.
I had always played victim. It wasn't the role I wanted. Just like when I'd entered the play for Peter Pan in the second grade. I wanted to be Peter Pan. The teacher said that I was a girl so I couldn't be him. I was cast as the costume designed instead.The other students laughed at me and the boy who was cast as Peter Pan bullied me all that year, telling others that I was a tranny. I spent so much time sobbing in the girls' bathroom. So when time for the play came, I stitched needles into his tights. He bled through his tights before the first act was over. The play was a bust, anyhow. No one knew their lines.
Being the victim, no one expected you to be violent or have vile thoughts. They thouht you were innocent and timid. If only they knew...if only they knew about the horrid thoughts that plagued me every night, twisting my guts and giving me body aches and fevers. If only they knew how fucked up I truly was. But no, no, that would ruin our little cherade. I had to stay concealed...which is why I wore the fox mask.
No one ever told who had attacked them, not even when I brought the mask to school and wore it as a hair accesory. I'm sure they realized it was me by then but they never uttered a word. They knew what I could do...
Like Jimbo, who sexually harrased me for a whole semester. He squeezed my breasts and forced me to kiss him. He already had it coming, but he crossed the line I'd chalked up in my head when he came into the girls' locker room while I was changing and took pictures of me half-naked.
So I broke his arm, quick and simple. Stole his phone along with that, deleting the pictures before they ever were ever released anywhere.
Or Samantha, who heard I was nominated as prom queen. She tossed me in a puddle of mud while I was wearing my carefully self-made dress. I was able to clean the dress and it didn,t have any stains or mud residue. But what pissed me off was that the teachers supervising the dance, watched and never stopped it. So I broke Samantha's arm and poured alcohol in the two teachers' coffee, rendering them drunkened and having them fired.
The list goes on of how a perfectly normal, reasonable girl became a violent, gore-obssessed monstress.
A group of people opened the door to the store. The older girl, lithe and beautiful with brown curled hair,said, "Jinxx and Jake, you guys in here?"
They both peeked from behind the cash register. The girl looked at me and said, "Hello there."
I gave a regal, mysterious smirk and replied, "Salutations, humans."

Notes

Arrie's a little crazy, as you all see.