Psychosis [Green Day]

Psychosis - Part 1

Billie Joe got out of his warm and cozy bed before walking across the cold floor to the bathroom tiles. Wanting the calming sensation of feeling alive, he casually took a knife and cut his forearm. Nothing to it. Just cut after cut and he bled. He gazed over the small surface cuts for a while before he cleaned off his arm and walked to his stairs where he found the quiet silence of the empty house. He walked down the stairs, only in his boxers at this point. He walked into the kitchen.

Of course there was barely anything to eat. Billie didn't need food, or so he thought. He looked through the fridge and through all the cupboards. Nothing. He smirked. "All the better." He said to himself. He turned around and walked to the couch. He lay on it, thinking of what prises were waiting on him today in his back garden. Maybe a rabbit or a small bird. Or hopefully a deer had wandered in. He fantasised over these thoughts for a little while before he got onto his small feet and walked over to the back window. He saw that just by his luck there was a small bird unable to fly but also a hare and a small deer. He smirked and got his more prized knife. He got on his boots and clothes and went outside.

He grabbed the deer first by the neck stabbing it in the back, cutting its throat and laying on the floor.

He grabbed the hare next and slashed its stomach and opened it up, the blood pouring out.

He grabbed the little bird and snapped its neck with his bare hands. The looked at its wing and muttered, "stupid little thing." And threw in on the ground.

He went back to the dead deer and looked at it. It's stomach looked oddly bloated. This was even before he had slaughtered it. He cut into it to find out why this could have been and then seen then something living came out. A baby deer. The deer was pregnant. He was surprised but then smirked. "You poor little thing, let's just help you right now." He murmured before lifting his stealy knife but then he heard a car door and ran back inside  and threw off his bloody clothes and his the knife. "Guess I can't kill the beast."

He ran to the door that knocked and opened it. "Hey Billie!!" Trè and Mike greeted and came in. He looked at them. He always had fascination over Trè. Ever since they met. He loved him but loathed him as well. He didn't know why. He just did.

He thought; Trè is the perfect victim. Stupid and unsuspecting. I could kill him as easily as that pregnant deer.

Billie smiled and went to get some beer, although, he hand none.

"Billie, you're skinny. Your should eat more." Trè said.

"I know. But I have no money." He replied, lying.

"I'll buy us lunch today then! We're going to TACOOOO BEEEEEELLLLLL!!!!" Trè got up and jumped about, excitedly.

Billie looked at him, his face like stone. He looked at Mike. "Tell the asshole to sit down and behave." He demanded.

"Someone is moody." Mike teased, putting down the magazine he had picked up only a seconds before hand.

"Trè! Come here! Good boy!! I have treats!!" Mike teased yet again and Trè played along as a dog, happily.

Billie rolled his eyes. "Pathetic peasants." He said.

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