Killer's Son

Session Four

Jeff had been working on his cuffs and he had rubbed them against the edge of his metal shelf . Just a bit more and then, he'd be free...

The sound of the doctor made him spin around. He was so damn close to cutting them off of him. Stupid doctor, he never even kept his damn promise. He behaved and he told information, but he never got to see the kid.

"Morning Jefferey."

Came the normal reply and Jeff nodded. Maybe, he'll be decent for a change and maybe, it'll get him somewhere.

The doctor sat as normal and took his book out and his pen. Jeff took a breath and then he started to open up slightly. If it meant he could see if that boy was alright, then he would comply for this one time.

"So....the day I uh..killed that kid....do you know why I done it?"

Jeff said slowly and watched the never moving hand on the clock. Dedoris almost fell off of his seat at the sudden talk of the incident, wasting no time, he grabbed the utensils and he began to write what Jeff was saying.

"No, Jefferey, no I don't."

He stated as he kept eye contact . Jeff nodded and he went on to remember that night. It was a night that always haunted him and both...made him happy too.

It was as though he'd only done it the day before...
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Look who they let out the dog house. A mutt and a stray."

Randy smirked, his lackey boys following stupidly.

Liu was now very nervous, 4 against two, was not a fair fight. Randy had scars and some stitches, curtesty of Jeff. Walking forward he glared.

"You took, 2 years from me...Chanel won't look me in the eye no more, all cause you did me in. Now, I'll take something from you. "

Without a warning , Mack, a lackey kicked Jeff in the back of his spine, hard, he crumbled over , eyes blurred, he could only see Liu, he was livid, they were holding him, kicking him. It reminded him of the things his father did .

"Leave Liu out of this-"

Mack, who was still behind, punched Jeff in the head again, making him fall over, the process was never ending, but it was not until Liu fell to the ground, un moving. That something truly snapped.

"Aww, what a damn waste, fucking fag should just die, can't take a punch."

Randy spat kicking Liu in the rib, Jeff felt it, that feeling that had long since been erased, only this time, it was not scary, was not strange, he felt normal, taking a few twitchy steps, he softly fingered his brother , looking at the blood on his tips. Fist clenched , he sneered up.

"Die.."

He muttered low as one lackey walked over, he went to throw a punch, but with a fast flex, Jeff caught it and kept twisting until...

POP!

The arm was popped from its sockets. Randy stared, in shock. One by one Jeff brutally beat the gang up. Stealing a knife off one of them , they stabbed his left leg, that hurt like a bitch. So with the same knife, he gouged out the boys eye, screams went un cared for.

"Y-you fucking nut?!"

Randy tripped. He was getting anxious , it was then he saw the deodorant and the matches, Jeff saw the boys plan and stabbed the knife into his spine. Randy screamed , but it went unheard.

"Scream , scream like the dirt you are. You damn near killed my brother...you're not worth anything. Nothing but death."

Jeff sneered. Randy resorted to pleading, but Jeff was having none, he was so busy , never heard a click. Looking up, it was a boy with a can of deodorant and a boy with matches. Jeff frowned.