Twisted Asylum

Exposed Necks

Aren's POV

This was shit.

I sat at a table, with the fish, and its little girlfriend... What was her name? I know it starts with a J.

"Uhm... Are you... Are you gonna say anything..?" Jayden says with a stupid little head tilt.

Fishy's antennae flick back and forth.

I groan in annoyance. "Fine, what do you want, Jayden?"

"... Jayden? My- My name's Jasmine.." Her brows furrow. Fishy growls softly. "I've- I've been your patient f- for weeks..." She mumbles, a silly little sad look on her face. Gross, have some dignity.

I roll my eyes. "Sure it is. Now quit talking, I've got stuff to ask I guess."

I don't drag out the questions more than I have to. Why would I?

I'm looking after a pair of idiots. I mean come on, a shaky, creepy cripple, and a fish? Please, I wasn't going to waste time.

... Actually, speaking of the fish. As it turns to look at its little girlfriend, I notice something I have never noticed before.

What are those things on it's neck?

They're like fleshy cuts or something. Is it a part of it? Fucking gross... And they look like holes or something.

I grab my pen, and scoot closer.

"Wha- What are you-" Whatever her name was starts to talk, before I jab my pen into the fleshy slit on Fishy's neck.

Fishy practically rips itself away, gagging like a fucking animal and keeling over, clutching its neck.

My eyes widen in disgust, as I stand up and take a step away. "Ergh, what are you doing?! Grow up, I didn't even poke you that hard!"

It continues to dry heave and spit onto the floor, as his girl moves next to him in a panic.

"What is wrong with you?!" She cries out, staring up at me. "Th- those were his gills, you monster!"

I roll my eyes. "Get him under control, I'm done here!" I say, as it continues to cough and gag on the floor. So dramatic..

I scoff and walk off. Not my fucking problem.