Jude's Confession

This is an excerpt from my current project, "Saint Impossible". Here, the character, Jude, is retelling the events that led to him breaking away from the Neo-Nazi Skinhead gang he had been a part of since age 12.

We pick up in the middle of the tale, Jude's guitar teacher, a black man, is being beaten violently by the guys he considered his "crew". He has just stolen a gun from the holster of the ring leader....



I screamed for them to fucking stop, I screamed for them to stop or I’d shoot them all, Jimmy and Tommy must have been as shocked as I was that I was doing it, because they just let him drop to the floor, I kept the gun pointed right at Benny’s head. I motioned for Mr. Blockwood to come with me, and he crawled to me, barely able to pull himself to his feet. The three of them just stood there, it was like they had forgotten I had never even held a gun, forgotten that they were supposed to be telling me what to do. I turned and half-drug Mr. Blockwood to the door. I knew it was over, I knew I could never go back, I knew they’d come looking for me, but at that moment, I didn’t give a shit, I just wanted to get the fuck out of there, I had totally lost my mind. That’s when it happened.

I heard two gunshots, it didn’t even register what they were, when Mr. Blockwood fell to the floor, I looked at him, actually wondering what had happened, then the second bullet hit, it went through me, through me. I felt it hit my back and rip through my stomach and as I fell, I saw Mr. Blockwood’s face, or what was left of it, they had shot him in the back of the head, it was something out of a horror movie. His face was shattered, caved in, blood everywhere, as I hit the floor, I puked.