The incessant pounding was driving him crazy! Banging on the walls, and slamming the door all day long. Laughing all the while they drove him insane. These people had it out for him, he knew it. They just wanted to make Adam mad. There was nothing he could do to keep his rage held back any longer. Adam’s neighbors had waked him repeatedly in the past, and tonight was the night he put an end to their disrespect. Something had to be done about it. No one understood that he needed his quiet. Those bastards had ruined his atmosphere!
Adam wasn’t crazy; not any crazier than the average Joe. True, he did lose his temper sometimes. Who didn’t? How many people out there, in this sadistic world, actually did keep their tempers at bay? Everyone loses their head, once in a while, he thought. Besides, it pissed him off so bad when his neighbors slammed the damn door all day! No, there was nothing wrong with Adam. He just loses his temper every once in a while. Adam especially lost his head when those disrespectful teens next door banged on the walls all day, and all night. He was especially irate that they had ruined his atmosphere.
Adam didn’t plan on hurting anyone. He liked most people. The only thing he didn’t like about his neighbors was that they wake him in the night. That’s all! Other than that, they are good kids. No, Adam did not want to hurt anyone. He just thought maybe he’d ask them to stop. Slowly, he made his way over to the apartment door. Just before Adam reached it, there was a loud bang on the wall, and it made him jump a little. Fool, he thought. I should be expecting the bangs by now. The fact that he wasn’t, just made Adam even angrier.
He reached the door, and by now Adam had steam rolling out of his ears. His face was bright red, and the veins at his temples protruded outward violently. Ripping open the door, Adam stomped out of his apartment towards the perpetrators. He was furious at those invalids; his heart was beating rapidly, and sweat was rolling off his balding head. Adam wasn’t crazy. Crazy people hurt other people, and Adam would never hurt anyone. All he wanted was his quaint atmosphere back.
Adam reached his neighbors door, but paused for a minute before knocking. He heard what sounded like a group of young girls laughing, and carrying on about whom is going on the next beer run. What could they be doing to make that much racket? It was well beyond irritating. Suddenly, the door rushed open, and there stood the group of young women. The girls were clearly startled by Adam’s sudden appearance, and their shock just added to Adam’s rage.
“What do you want, weirdo?” asked a small girl with short brown hair. Her skin had a milky complexion, and looked smooth to the touch. For a brief moment, Adam was thinking about how it would feel running his hand over her curves. Then his anger came rushing back to him in a tsunami of angst.
“I want my atmosphere back,” Adam barely managed to get the words out of his throat. He was so angry the words curdled in the back of his throat before they ever reached his tongue, and his words came out in a stutter.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, creep?!” said another young lady with long red hair, and a slightly ugly, pimpled face. She started to shut the door in his face, but Adam caught it with an outstretched arm before it shut fully.
“I want you to be quieter!” Adam was really struggling to get the words out of his mouth now. These kids just didn’t understand Adam, and it was frustrating him badly.
“Help!” screamed one of the young girls, and then all hell broke loose. One of the teens, the ugly redhead, tried making a break for the door, but Adam caught her. Throwing the girl across the room, Adam started howling, “I did not want to hurt you! You made me so angry!”
The girls were all screaming now, and it was driving Adam insane. He slammed the door shut behind him as he stormed towards the girls. There was no stopping Adam now; the fools would learn just how upset they had made him. The scene was complete pandemonium as the girls all struggled to get away from Adam. Nothing made him angrier than seeing these brats screaming, and crying at him like he was the bad guy! They were the ones that had ruined his atmosphere.
A small blonde girl came running at Adam with a knife, from the kitchen, but Adam saw her coming the whole way and quickly had her knife hand neutralized. Grabbing her by the wrist, he swiftly kicked the girl in the side of the knee, and her bone made a sickening pop. She crumpled in pain, and screamed in agony as Adam started beating her in the face. Why wouldn’t she shut up? He pounded with fists and elbows until the girl was not screaming anymore. She was completely still; Adam had taken her life. The girl’s face was a bloody mess, and hardly recognizable. In fact, he could have sworn the young blonde had been born a redhead.
“You killed her, you fucking freak!” the natural redhead screamed at the top of her lungs. The girl sounded ridiculous. Did she really think she could confront Adam? He wasn’t planning on letting the girl live, especially since she had called him a freak. Adam wondered what color her hair would turn when her face was soaked in blood.
Charging at her with the knife in hand, Adam speared her to the ground with ease. The girl was tough, but Adam was a brute. He easily overpowered the small woman. She really had no chance against the monster that Adam had become. Adam stuck the knife in her belly, and smiled as his hand was warmed by her blood.
Slowly bringing the blade up her sternum, Adam spoke to the girl, “You should be more respectful in your next life.” He was really starting to enjoy this. Reaching in the gaping hole that he had created in her belly, Adam pulled out the girls entrails and wrapped them tightly around her neck. She kicked weakly, but it did no good at all. No one would know how the girl died, either from blood loss, or asphyxiation. At least, not until there was an autopsy.
Adam rose slowly from his work, and it brought a grin to his face. The destruction that he had caused was so beautiful. It was like looking at a painting that he had worked hard to create. Adam was proud of the pain he had caused the young woman, and even more proud at the creativity he felt when taking her life. For a brief moment, Adam was god.
Turning towards the last young lady, Adam winced a bit. “I told you, I didn’t want to hurt you,” Adam said in a small voice that wasn’t much more than a whisper. “I just wanted it quiet.”
“I’m sorry! So, so, so sorry,” the young lady stammered. “I didn’t mean to do anything, I swear. I swear I won’t do it again, I promise.”
Slowly, the blood soaked beast, Adam, made his way over to the teen. She really was beautiful. Her blue eyes shimmered in the overhead fluorescent lights. Her supple breast rose and fell dramatically with her gasping breaths. Adam knew he could not let her live, but he did contemplate it. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, least of all a beautiful young lady. Adam glanced around at the grizzly scene, and then he let his eyes settle back on the woman sobbing in the corner. He started shaking his head, and then he struck. One single blow with the knife to the young woman’s temple was all it took. He stuck the blade in, up to its handle, and he left it there.
Adam got up, gingerly, and made his way back to the door. There was no crying, no screaming, no banging on the walls, or any slamming of the door. It was silent. Peaceful at last, Adam would have the atmosphere he needed. He approached the door, stepping over the redhead that lay sprawled in her own blood. Grasping the handle with a bloody hand, he pulled the apartment door open. For the first time in a while, Adam felt alive. Really, felt alive. Adrenaline coursed through his blood.
Suddenly a hole opened in the side of Adam’s face. Blood splattered the wall, as the sound of a gunshot rang out throughout the halls. Adam’s jaw unhinged, and a good portion of his face slid down the open apartment door. Adam crumpled into a pool of his own blood, as the apartment security guard ran past him into the blood soaked abode. That bastard had figured Adam out. Ringing filled Adam’s ears, and he slowly lost his consciousness. Adam would not have the quiet atmosphere that he desired, after all.