Crazy Is The Normal

One Slash, Two Slash

"Jasper did you see the news?" Cody said to me. "No, why?" "Because dude, there are crazy ass murders that are going on" Cody said while panicking. I lit a cigarette and walked over to my chair and sat down. "Murder happens every day, what's the point in being concerned over something you can't control" I responded to him.

We sat there, watching TV and talking about random stuff about our life's. As 3 in the afternoon started coming around, Cody decided it was time to get ready to go home. "Jasper you be safe out there okay?" Cody said. "I will, I promise bro, get home safe" Cody headed out, while I sat in my chair a little while longer.

I'll be collecting tonight, so I gotta prepare for anything to happen. I got my switchblade and brass knuckles and put them in my pocket. As I was heading out, I doubled check to see if my visit with Skitzo was confirmed and it was. I have the plan all set up and ready to go.

It wasn't all that hard to figure out how I was gonna get something passed by the guard. Once I get Skitzo the weapon, it'll be up to him to get out of his room and pass the doors to be home free. It's a fairly simple plan, the control room does have access to all doors and locking them from their side.

There is one key thing for this to go right. Skitzo needs to get ahold of a master key card. The only people who have those are the doctors and psychiatrists. So Skitzo has to somehow get a doctor or psychiatrists in his room, get the master key card and escape.

I walked to a nearby mini Market, bought a drink and headed on towards the casino. Jake better have my money. I'm supposed to meet him on the side of the casino, so that way no one is around to see the exchange. As I was getting closer to the casino, I texted Jake to let him know I was almost there.

He responded to me, letting me know he was at the exchange point. I walked around the side of the casino and saw Jake standing their, walking back and forth. "Hey Jake, you got my money?" I said to him. "Jasper, man, I- I need 3 days, I had to use some of it"

"Why did you have to use some of it Jake?" I said angered. "I had to pay off someone else, please just 3 days and I got you" "you paid off someone else before me?" Jake started pacing back and forth, mumbling to himself. I walked up to him and shook his hand.

"Okay Jake, 3 days" he stopped mumbling and looked at me. "Thank you Jas-" he was starting to say, as I pierced his stomach with my switchblade, followed by another stab to his gut and then a slash to his throat. He started grabbing his throat with one hand, while using the other hand to hold his stomach.

He was trying to say something but couldn't due to all the blood in his mouth. He collapsed to the ground, I knelt down beside him and looked at him. He tried reaching out towards me but I slapped his hand away, then as he slowly stopped grabbing his throat, I heard him breath his last breath.

I got up, cleaned off my knife and headed to the liquor store to go collect. Man what a rush, that felt good to just let loose. I lit a cigarette and crossed the street. Hopefully this payment will come through or I'm going to need to collect some other way. As I approached the liquor store I saw him waiting out front.

"Hey, let's go around the side so we don't have wondering eyes" I said to him. "No, we can stay right here because I don't have you're money" he responded. He walked up to me and got in my face. "You ain't getting you're money, now scram" he said. I sighed and put on my brass knuckles without him noticing.

He scoffed at me, turned around and started walking away. I took a step towards him and hit him in the back of the head. He shouted in pain, as he turned back around to face me. Just as he did, I swiped at his throat with my switchblade, I knew I made contact when I saw his neck opening up.

He started choking on his blood, so I lunged at him again stabbing him in the stomach twice. After a few minutes he stopped moving and silently laid their. "Who's tough now, you dead bitch" I said while laughing. I quickly hurried around the block and started walking home before the cops show up.

As I walked into my house, I took off my coat, hung it on the rack and lit a cigarette. I went over and sat down, I wiped my face and noticed that I had blood on it. It must have been when I slashed that guys throat. I sat there, chuckling, followed by laughing and then started laughing to the point I was tearing up.