You’d Better

YOU´D BETTER

What goes through the mind of the Lesser Narcissist when he has decided that he must respond with regards to some transgressor, some traitor, some disloyal appliance which has affronted him in some way?  What are his thoughts as he bears down on the one who now represents everything that he despises? Whether they have escaped him, exposed him, challenged him or some other capital crime against the Lesser Narc Empire, what is his response? This is a glimpse inside to understand what is his mind-set.

You’d better fucking get in line you bitch because you’ve messed with the wrong marine. You’d better get your backside back where it belongs and do as you are told. You’d better shut your hole, open your legs and give me what is my right. You’d better keep your mouth shut otherwise I will shut it for you.

You’d better not go crying to your brothers or I will beat the shit out of them too. You’d better get back to our home and you’d better be there by the time I get back, do you hear me? You’d better listen to me and you’d better listen good, I own you, you are mine and if you so much as think of ratting on me, I will make your life not worth living.

You’d better understand that I wear the trousers around here and the sooner you get used to that, then the easier it is going to be. You’d better not start letting your mouth flap to people and telling lies about me, you know what happened last time you did that.

You’d better do as you are told because it is for your own good, yeah? You’d better get back here and do it straight away, do you hear me? You’d better have a good excuse for what you’ve done, I am sick of you not doing what I want. You’d better learn your place missy.

You’d better get this house tidied. You’d better have my dinner ready. You’d better have some money for me for my beers. You’d better not have eaten my do-nuts. You’d better get that damn child of yours to shut up so I can watch the game in peace. You’d better dress pretty for me. You’d better stop dressing like a whore. You’d better stop talking to the neighbour ‘cos I know what’s going on, I’m not stupid.

You’d better stop with those long words you use, thinking you are all clever and mighty. You’d better forget any idea of going back to school, you belong here with me. You’d better remember whose side you are on.

You’d better remember who looks after you. You’d better remember that if it was not for me, you’d still be living in that shit hole with no money. You’d better not be taking the piss out of me. You’d better not call me stupid. You’d better not treat me like a fool. You’d better stop with those ideas, you won’t be anything. You’d better stop trying to better yourself. You’d better stay with me.

You’d better stay away from her, she is trouble I tell you. You’d better tell your mother to shut her mouth, who does she think she is talking to me like that? You’d better give it me or I will just take it anyway.

You’d better stop making things up. You’d better leave me alone, can’t you see I am tired. You’d better stop your moaning, I will get a job when I want to. You’d better stop your nagging or I will make you stop. You’d better stop going about your needs, I am sick of you being selfish.

You’d better give me a baby soon or I am finding someone who will. You’d better get rid of it because I sure as hell don’t want no kid. You’d better go to the clinic. You’d better be in when I get home or there will be hell to pay. You’d better have it fixed or else. You’d better stay out of my way because I am this far from beating you down. You’d better stop taking his side. You’d better believe me when I tell you I didn’t do nothing.

You’d better not call the cops. You’d better not say anything. You’d better tell them the truth and that you made a mistake. You’d better tell them I was here all night. You’d better not touch my phone.

You’d better let me see your ‘phone. You’d better not complain. You’d better not moan. You’d better give it to me or I will just do it anyway. You’d better get a new one then. You’d better pass me a beer. You’d better find me some money. You’d better get off my case. You’d better clean this place, it’s a shit hole. You’d better get off your fat ass and do some work.

You’d better run back home or I will come and drag you back. You’d better tell your father to keep his nose out or I will break it. You’d better answer me. You’d better pick up. You’d better open this fucking door or I swear I will kick it down. You’d better not be seeing nobody else. You’d better be in by ten. You’d better not be flirting with him or I will kill you both. You’d better stop going out. You’d better stay in. You’d better do what I want. You’d better know what I mean. You’d better not make me repeat myself.

You’d better wipe it up and get on with it. You’d better pretend everything is alright. You’d better make sure he is gone when I get home from the yard. You’d better not have those kids there. You’d better ring your mom and tell her you are fine. You’d better get used to it because that’s the way it is. You’d better enjoy yourself. You’d better smile. You’d better stop that crying. You’d better show you like it. You’d better show me that you care. You’d better do it right this time. You’d better get on with it.

You’d better start showing me some respect. You’d better realise that I am the boss. You’d better start earning your keep. You’d better stop complaining. You’d better shit or get off the pot. You’d better show me that you love me. You’d better stop being jealous. You’d better realise they’re my friends.

You’d better stop being such a pain in the ass. You’d better stop trying to be better than you are. You’d better remember where you come from. You’d better get with the programme. You’d better do it my way or get the fuck out. You’d better stop this. You’d better quit messing around.

You’d better suck it and suck it good. You’d better have something I like to eat. You’d better not have made any of that foreign rubbish. You’d better have paid the bills. You’d better not have used my car. You’d better not have let her in. You’d better not have spoken against me.

You’d better let me do it or I will find someone who will. You’d better put out for me. You’d better take it and not cry. You’d better quit asking. You’d better know what I meant. You’d better stop trying to confuse me.

You’d better stop blaming me when it’s your fault. You’d better get out of my way. You’d better see that you do. You’d better tell him what’s going to happen if he keeps doing that. You’d better be a good mother. You’d better start taking better care of me. You’d better smile.

You’d better get me something for this headache. You’d better quit your backchat. You’d better make this pain go away. You’d better sort this mess out. You’d better take the day off work to look after me.

You’d better get your mom to have those damn kids. You’d better give me some peace. You’d better stay home and help me. You’d better go and find someone who can help. You’d better get it fixed. You’d better deal with it. You’d better sort it out. You’d better not have done. You’d better not have fucked it up.

You’d better realise I can do what I want. You’d better know you can’t stop me. You’d better understand I call the shots round here. You’d better do what’s right or else. You’d better know who is the boss.

You’d better stop being a bitch. You’d better keep your legs shut. You’d better be a man. You’d better stop being a pussy. You’d better be there. You’d better be here. You’d better be nowhere I can find you.

You’d better make things good again. You’d better be waiting for me. You’d better not be going to your parents. You’d better not be telling tales about me. You’d better not be ringing the police. You’d better not be grassing me up to them. You’d better get back home right away if you know what’s right for you.

You’d better do what I fucking well want.

You’d better shut the fuck up. Now.

You’d better.

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4 Comments

  1. Not sure which one looks more repulsive, Little Lesser Narcissist or Little Mid-range Narcissist. And why are they bare-chested??

  2. Hmm. Elegant and poignant words as always. I repressed a shudder at some of them. Being told to stick a wine bottle up my cunt really does class as one of the highlights of my literary life.

    So here is my ode to that ex. [Coughs meaningfully.]

    Ode to the Lesser.

    By Ren

    Youd better remove yourself from my sphere

    Youd better know you were utterly exposed to Fetlife. And damningly so. (Randoms confirmed you were under observation)

    Youd better know my children loathe you.

    Youd better know that I suspect you were dishonourabley discharged from the USMC for how you treated a black sergeant

    Youd also better know that I know you stole your own discharge papers plus other associated medical records. Pretty sure that criminal.

    Youd better know I ensured you’ve been blacklisted in the kink community in the UK

    Youd better know my ex used you to get to me and would, I’m sure, laughed his head off at how easy you were to manipulate

    Youd better know I know you were crusing for gay males. Repeatedly. And without telling anyone. Being gay or bi is not a sin. Lying about infidelity is.

    Youd better know that only the other day I found a picture of your ‘manhood’. Goodness, I laughed and laughed and laughed at how ugly it was. And that was inside me? (Represses another shudder)

    Youd better know that YOU are known to the UK border control agency. They tried very hard to prevent your egress into this country. Sadly, they failed. They were very kind to me though. That’s because they seized your journal, of which, I am sure, all manner of despicable things were written about me. You did get quite het up about that?

    Youd better know that I know you repeatedly check one of my defunct literary sites. Still obsessed after all this time? Jeez…

    Youd also better know how I had to repeatedly scaffold knowledge and information to you. You lack the cognitive ability to understand. Pretty much anything apart from ripping vulnerable women off and doing fuck all.

    Youd also better know that I’ve never submitted to even the Greatest? So why for the love of the Goddess would I ever submit to you?

    Youd better know I still have the collar. In due course, I will be burning it. When I can be arsed that is.

    Youd better know how much of a fucking tit you sounded when you failed to cut off a video call with me. Then bigged yourself up by explaining that I was and I quote, ‘Professor of Physics’. God, you really are very, VERY stupid. I was very kind and explained your behaviour in my mind as ‘being giddy’. Of course you were, you were drinking my utterly magnificent fuel.

    Did you know that WE know?

    Did you?

    Good.

    Now, fuck off.

    ‐—–‐——————–

    Dear HG.

    Thank you for that. I found it MOST cathartic!

    You are better than any therapist and I can post for free.

    Thank you so much.

    X

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