BY DEMARCO'S STANDARDS (Part 5)

Just Call Me Crazy

I feel it creeping in like a dense fog. My thoughts becoming fuzzy and scattered. Voices are beginning to sound muffled and I'm starting to see all these sadistic murders take place. Yes, I want blood, I need to blood to satisfy the voice in my head. I feel a killing spree coming on.

If it's not obvious yet, I haven't taken my medication in four day's now. Sure Miri places them in front of me every morning with a glass of juice. It's her top goal in life to make sure I have my meds everyday and that I don't let my crazy show.

In fact, one day we over slept due to a rather long love making session and I forgot my pills in my haste. I was halfway to my office at the Den at HV enterprises where we live now when Miri ran up to me and literally shoved them in my mouth causing me to choke but she fixed that by drowning me with a glass of water. She ran out to catch me in her very revealing pajamas so of course I couldn't let anyone see my girl like that. Placing my coat over her I escorted her back to our pad.

So yes, I'm working on day four of no meds and my Mirimosa doesn't know this. It's pretty simple, I pretend to take them then spit them out in my napkin which I toss away on my way to work. Naturally there's a reason I'm doing this. When Miri told me of her encounter with Jax I was ready to hunt him down and spill his blood but in walks her dear old dad to the rescue. Even though I am king i will always respect London. Of course what he said made sense. I needed a plan and location before I just pounced. That's true and all and my fucking pills make me listen but this time I didn't want to listen. I wanted Jax to feel pain and the wait was killing me and I know I needed my true self to pull this off.

I've dealt with this condition my entire life. Supposedly I was diagnosed with schizophrenia, a very harsh form of it at that. My mother thinks it's her fault because she was kidnapped while pregnant with me. She thinks that somehow her nerves duiring that time affected me. I was always called special as a child and wasn't allowed to play with any kid's other than the Harper's. Even if I did play with other's it never ended well. I was teased for acting strange or being a loner. I'll never forget this one incident at the playground when I was twelve. I saw a few boy's my age and I wanted to play with them because Dem was already trying to hit up the girl's and busy with that while Miri sat in the grass playing with her dolls. I slowly approached them.

"Mind if I join you?" I asked.

They all stopped and stared. The largest boy of the group walked up to me. "Your the crazy kid aren't you? Sorry we don't play with crazy people"

The group erupted in laughter and other's joined in with their taunts. I was called retarded, mental, and a slew of other word's as I screamed back defended myself. "I am not. I take medicine. Nothing's wrong with me".

"Yes it is." They accused. "Our parents say your crazy and to stay away from you. Your all bad, you and those other two weirdos you hang with."

I saw Miri notice the altercation and drop her dolls. She skipped over and demanded they leave me alone as they continued to sing out "Cra-zee, cra-zee, cra-zee".

"He's is not and you can't call him that. Only I can call him that" Miri sneered.

"Well we are going to kick your crazy boyfriends ass. Would do you think about that you little brat" the huge boy snarled.

Miri replied by kicking him in his nuts. "My Pape told me to do that to boy's like you. Now leave him alone".

The boy stood up right and shoved Miri sending her to the ground. He balled his fist up as if he was preparing to pummel her and I snapped. I had already begun my training so I had the upper hand. "Don't fucking ever touch her. You can tease me all you want but never lay a finger on her". I launched myself on the boy and my fists were flying. The others joined in and I was doing okay but that's when Dem ran over having seen what was happening and started slinging bodies off me, Delivering his own punches as Miri cried out for her Pape.

London along with the rest of our parent's rushed over pulling us apart. The big boy who now had a bloody nose pointed at Miri. "She started it. She kicked me in my privates".

"No I didn't ugly. You was calling Cole crazy. Liar. I'll do it again if you don't shut up sissy baby".

"Mirimosa". London scolded her and led us away. As we walked Miri came up beside me. "I'm sorry Cole. Your not anything they said."

She took my hand in hers. "But you can always be my crazy Cole".

Every since that day I was glued to Miri more than I already was. She was my sanity in this crazy life.

There was a lot riding on my mind these day's with Jax and now Demarco's situation. Fuck if I know what to believe about Ivy but I want see my boy hurt or taken advantage of. Nor will I allow Miri or this business near danger. As for right now I have two fuckers tied to a chair at our empty warehouse. The same two fuckers that slept with my baby girl while I was on the run. So what if they were my own men. No one sleeps with Miri and lives to tell about it. I've been wanting to do this for awhile but my meds along with Miri kept me in line.

Guess what? No meds.

They bastards were barely breathing as it was due to the nature of my torture. I finally decided to go ahead and end it. Taking a huge meat hook I stuck one up on it until blood poured from his mouth. The other poor soul whimpered as I came near wielding a electric cable. Forcing his mouth open I stuffed the cable down his throat until he was choking on it. Walking away I flipped the switch and fried him until his eye's popped out and his body smoked.

Whiffing the air I said to myself. "Sure as hell don't smell like chicken".

Good thing that this warehouse use to be a meat packaging company I thought as I ran the bodies through a large grinder. Afterwards I sat on the dock and fed the fishes the ground up remains. I headed back to the Den to shower and change my clothes and made it home in time to have dinner with my baby girl.