𝕃𝔸𝕄𝕌.film ☾
Kenny, You Fucked Me Up.
by Lamu Xiangqiu 11.09.2020
In a small house in this homeless settlement, Elio woke up feeling like he'd been beaten up. His left leg was paralyzed from being pinned down by the heavy blanket for so long, and his back and lumbar were as sore and swollen as if he'd been put on a hamster wheel and bounced around for dozens of hours. With only sunlight peeking in through the newspaper- bound window, Elio tried to open his eyes. Still, his right eye was blurry at the moment: a sticky liquid had taken over his orbit, and there was a strange swelling sensation in his lower eyelid. He hardly raised his hand to rub away this itching, unbearable sensation, but instead, he came across a huge lump near his eye socket. The lump was very soft, but the pus had coagulated around it, and the tissue was tearing at his skin. He tumbled out of bed, carrying the sudden cold, and rushed to the toilet. He stumbled haphazardly by the sight of one eye to find the toilet light. The light bulb flickered hesitantly, finally illuminating the room for him.
Elio found himself in the mirror as decadent and attractive as ever, with his high nose, beautiful cheekbones, and...and huge, swollen right eye. As he leaned closer to the mirror to get a better look, the upper and lower eyelids of his right eye jutted out like a bee French kissed it, pushing out his thick eyelashes and leaving only bustling black spots. He panicked and opened his eyes (of course, this was futile). He had to try to gently flip open his balloon-like eyelids to bring his pupils back to light. But there was a tiny nub of flesh hidden under the squeezed, blurred pupil, a disgusting nub of flesh that looked especially like coral covered in red moss, and like...and like...
"A tongue? Right?" Elio's right eye felt an itchy vibration, and a voice that seemed to be that of a toothless toddler answered vaguely.
The sudden response scared Elio, and he looked at his right eye in the mirror, his hands frozen in the air, only to see both eyelids open and close like lips. "How are you, Elio?" Elio didn't answer. He was now like a sitcom actor who had hit the pause button, ridiculous and bizarre. "WHAT THE HELL..." he frantically took water from the dirty blue bucket to wash his eyes; he couldn't care less about the pain of the cold. He just wanted to be awake, "Oh my god! Stop it! You're killing me with the cold!" That voice came back from his ridiculous eyes. Elio felt a terrible chill sweep through his body. "You...who are you?" He couldn't believe he would ask that question himself. "I am! I'm...well, Mom and Dad haven't named me yet; after all, I was eaten by you when we were born with only a mouth left." His right eye poked fun at the reply. "Damn, I knew I shouldn't have trusted Kenny that asshole..." Elio rolled his eyes and headed out of the house. "This stupid drug is messing with my brain, fucking, fucking Kenny's drug." He murmured, ignoring the scream that came from his right eye as he rubbed it so hard.
"Kenny, you can't fool me like this. Are you trying to kill me, man...my brain is fucked up..." Not far from his shabby house was a camping tent wrapped in a black plastic bag, Elio pulled the curtain of the tent open roughly, and a large bearded man with messy hair sat inside, he had a rubber hose wrapped around his arm and he was about to inject himself. "Oh, for god's sake, Elio! Can you leave me alone for god's sake, respect my privacy, okay? Didn't I just give you two LSD? Fuck offfff," Kenny yelled anxiously at Elio. Elio scolded back, "What shit did you give me yesterday? My eyes, I'm losing my sight. And I ...and I hear this horrible thing talking to me!" Kenny's patience was almost stretched to the limit, and he couldn't stop swaying his body back and forth, not wanting to look at Elio." That's your fucking hallucination Elio, it'll be gone in a few hours, now GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE." "Look, how dare you talk to my brother like that, you trash-like pathetic man?"
The right eye suddenly scoffed, and Kenny, who was about to stab the syringe into his arm, looked up, wrongly stunned, at Elio and the mouth that climbs upon his eye.