Mondays Finish the Story- Outcast

Here’s my entry for this week’s Mondays Finish the Story!

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Word Count: 149

I watched the vulture looking at me hungrily as I lay on the ground bleeding and injured.Most of my strength was gone, bled out in scarlet splatters over the dusty earth. The sun was taking the rest, pummeling me with flame-hot rays.

I supposed it was my own fault, really. Mother had always said I’d end up there if I didn’t turn my life around.

I was never a nice man, but it was never a nice world. I was an outlaw, not a monster.

Reaching down, I felt the bullet holes in my satin coat. They were wet and sticky, stained dark crimson. Blood kept coming.

That hero, that grinning sheriff, had driven me out of town with three bullets in me. He’d forced me into the desert. He’d left me out here to die.

I watched the vulture. It wanted me to die, just like the sheriff did. I wouldn’t give either of them the satisfaction.

Struggling to my feet, I carried on.

17 thoughts on “Mondays Finish the Story- Outcast

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    1. Thanks! Part of me wanted to keep writing, but I think it’s better to leave people wanting more than wanting less. (And I was out of words, but let’s pretend it was an artistic decision.) I’m glad the ending worked for you.

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  1. Bad guys never die, do they? 🙂 Still, just a thin line between good and bad. He may be a good natured guy doing bad stuff. Hope he’ll change. 🙂

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  2. I liked the “never a nice world” line too. Such an important thing to remember, that the bad guys almost never think of themselves as “bad guys” — they see their actions as reasonable responses to the world around them. It’s too easy, in a way, to write a 100% evil nasty creep. Nice to see a story from the POV of a… let’s say “questionable” character.

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