Jeff The Killer

Chapter 4

Jeff and Lou were walking to the bus stop to start their first day of school. They were deep in conversation when three children approached them. Two of them skinny the other fat. "What the hell do you want?" Jeff asked the children.
"You guys must be new here. So you don't know how the bus works. You haven't payed the fair."
"Were not paying you shit!" Lou roared instantly. That got him a punch in his face. The fat one took his wallet.
"This is Tony." he pointed to the fat one." "Mike." He pointed to the other skinny guy. "And I'm jimmy."
Jeff put his face up in Jimmys. He had the feeling. "Give my brother his wallet back you sick son of a bitch."
"So scary, you standing up for your big brother," Jimmy said. He spit in Jeff's face and pulled a knife. As for the other too.
Jimmy plunged the knife aiming for Jeff's gut. Jeff caught the knife. It made his hand bleed.
"What the fuck," Jimmy said.
Jeff dropped the knife.
Jimmy tried to punch him. Jeff caught his wrist. He squeezed it until it broke. Jimmy fell to the ground.
Tony lunged at Jeff. He just kick him in the groin and the fat kid fell.
Jeff picked up the knife as Mike ran for him. He stabbed Mike in the stomach, missing his important organs.
Jeff helped Lou up when the bus came striding in. They ran like they hadn't run before.
For the rest of the day they went through their classes as if nothing happened.
Jeff's feeling kept getting stronger.

When Jeff got home his mother asked how his day went. "It went just perfect."
"That's good,Jeff's mother said.
Jeff walked up to his room and tried to process all that had happened in the day.

The next morning Jeff woke up to his mother calling him from the front door. "This police officer said you got in a fight with some boys and they were stabbed. Stabbed Jeff, stabbed."
"They started it! They pulled the knives not us!" Jeff was practically bawling now.
Lou approached the front door holding a kitchen knive. "It was me. I stabbed those boys," he said.
"Put the knive down,now!" the cop yelled.
Lou carefully placed the knive down and put his hands up.
"That's up to a year in juvy kid."
Their father walked up behind the cop after a hard night shift. "What the hell is going on?" he asked.
"Your son beat up and stabbed some boys yesterday," the cop replied.
"No it was me. Tell them it was me. Tell them I stabbed those punks," Jeff cried.
"You don't have to do this jeff." his mother said. "We know it was Lou."
The cop took Lou away and jeff fell into his mothers arms.
"Goddamn it no!"jeff yelled. "Lou!"