Daddy’s Home

HatchetHatchet, Promo

“You know that feelin’ when you hear the door slam at home, you hear the yellin’, the cussin’, and your heart just drops in your chest?”

“We both know what just happened, don’t we?”

“Daddy’s home.”

“I can still hear that stupid fuck slidin’ off his belt while he tells me exactly what he was ganna do to me. That alcoholic cunt would whip the shit outta me. I can remember the smell of the leather, the way it stung as he left welts all up and down my back.”

“And how I just fuckin’ sat there and took it. Every night, like clock work, he’d beat me with that fuckin’ belt.”

“Until the day he didn’t.”

“See, as I got older I got bigger, I got meaner. One day that belt came off, he swung, and I caught the mother fucker. Ripped it right outta his hand and told him. He ever tries to swing on me again, ever even thinks about back handin’ my ma? We’d both be goin’ to the hospital and only one of us was comin’ home.”

“And you know what? He stopped.”

“Shit, everyone stopped fuckin’ with me after that.”

“And it’s because I showed them I ain’t a bitch. I ain’t a punchin’ bag.”

“I showed the Slums I wasn’t a Felix Foley.”

“Now, Felix, I seen the scars on you. The cigarette burn marks that don’t go away, the tired eyes, the broken bones. You spent your whole life bein’ someone else’s stress relief, didn’t ya? The kinda cunt that sits back, gets smacked, and fuckin’ apologizes for it. Face it, Felix Fucktard, you’re a push over.”

“Never learned to stand up to your dad, never even got a chance to stand up to your former best friend before he went and got turned into Doom flambĂ©. Each of them left scars on your skin and pain in your heart because you couldn’t stop them.”

“It’s pathetic.”

“I guess that’s what makes you and I different, ain’t it? Because both of us sat through the beatings, the yellin’, and the fightin’ but only one of us accepted it. While you got scared, I got pissed. When you hid beneath your bed, I stood up and fought. Hatchet doesn’t take shit from nobody!”

“But Felix does.”

“Your eyes say it all, Foley. You’re a grown man, but deep down you’re still just a boy scared of hearin’ the door open.”

“Well, at Olympus, I’m openin’ that door.”

“Daddy’s home.”

“And he’s fuckin’ pissed that you’re in his way. But, tell ya what, we both know how it’s ganna go, don’t we?”

“I’m ganna slide off my belt and you’re ganna beg for mercy.”

“With every last lash you’ll beg, cry, and apologize for whatever it is that pissed me off so much. The welts will flare up, the tears will flow, and all of Arcadia can watch me get domestic in our dispute.”

“Daddy Hatch is about to teach you a lesson, Felix.”

“Eventually, everybody gets downed by the clown.”