Crazy, No, Well Maybe

5

"Z! Min has changed, he's more...more dangerous now." RJ said panting from running while looking around the house for her.

"Oh, well it's taken long enough. I've been waiting for him since we got out from the mental hospital," Z replied with a 'whatever' tone.

"What do you mean?" RJ was now even more confused, not once has Min ever acted  like this around him before and he doesn't know what how to feel about it.

" Well, he mostly was like that at the hospital. That's how we started to go out." She said shrugging at him while still reading her book.

"Went out? Like you guys dated?" He was now more than confused.

"Well, it was more of a fling because we both knew that it was better than actually caring for each other besides as friends. I thought that Min told you. Well anyways where is Min?"

"In his 'Playroom' with  that dude that was trying to kill me," RJ says, a little agitated.

"Lets go! I cant wait to meet up with him!" Z says happily.

They go from her office to the basement or more commonly know as Min's Playroom. RJ started to hear screams. But not the kind that Min usually inflicts, they sounded more in pain. RJ cringed at the sight in front of him, then soon felt a strong urge to vomit and looked away at Z. When he did he only saw her smiling but it was that  smile. The one that everyone who knows her, fears. 

"Mr. Park! Baby! You're back,  what took you so long?" Z said running to his side.

"Min, he really didn't want to lose to me. Stupid ass kid. But, babe, I'm back just for you," Min replies to Z.

"Aw, don't be to sour about it. Now lets leave our friend alone to have some fun." Z was smirking. 

RJ looked at them in disbelief. He was now getting pissed off.

"What the hell Min!? What's wrong with you? And you too Z?!" RJ spits out.

"Who the f***k are you? Look the kid is gone, the way that you address me from now is by Mr. Park. And from now on you should address her as Boss not Z. You need to learn respect, do you understand me?" Mr. Park  said in a calm tone as he watched as RJ's face go from angry to hurt.

"Let's go babe." Z says and pulls him out with her while RJ just stands there.

It has been a week of a house filled with screams of pain. RJ is tired of Min's attitude or rather Mr. Park's attitude and Z's. The man in Min's playroom finally gave in and now was talking.

"Name," Mr. Park commands.

"Kerk Zirek," The man coughs out with blood running down his face.

"Who do you work for Kerk?" RJ chips in.

"Why? What's the point? I'm a contract killer. Hell, I  don't even know who I work for." Kerk shakes his head then spits out blood.

"What do you mean?" RJ is frustrated, all he wants is to make whoever sent someone to kill him pay.     

"I have a boss that deals with, well the deals and payments. Listen if you want to find out who sent me to kill you, then you need to find him," Kerk freezes.

"What?" Mr. Park asks harshly.

"H-he might be dead since I didn't finish the job..." Kerk trails off.

"Why are you helping?" Z asks amused by Kerk.

"I want to cut a deal, anything. Well, almost anything," Kerk smirks.

"And why would we?" Z raises an eyebrow.

"Because I do know who contacted my boss, but I'm not saying anything until you cut a deal," he smiles at Z.

"What do you think,  Mr. Park?" Z whispers to him and Mr. Park nods.

"Fine, how about I don't kill you? Good enough?" Z uses her commanding boss voice scaring him.

"No, I'm sure that you know that even if you don't kill me and do let me go that it does me very little good. No, no I want to be smart. Try harder," Kerk was now pushing every button he could.

"Fine, join our contract killer team and that's the best we can do but you will have someone watching you until I trust you. My rules are simple don't hurt any of my people or clients. And if you so much as think of betraying me I will kill you and anyone that comes into contact with you. Do you understand Kerk, or as you will now be called KK?" Z said rolling her eyes.

"Yes, Boss," Kerk smiles.

"Untie him Min," Z frowns. RJ looks at Z with a confused look.

"What do you mean he's-" RJ gets cut off by Min.

"RJ! RJ! RJ! Z! Z! Z! Oh? PLAYMATE!" Min is jumping up and down.

"Min," Z said dangerously calm, "he is not your playmate anymore. Mr. Park had him as his playmate."

"The old dude?The gross stinky jerk! I'ma, I'ma..." Min's eyes starts to water.

"Min, if you cry, I won't hesitate to kill you. And Mr. Park is a very attractive young man," Z smiles.

"Really? That old dude, eww! You have bad taste Z!" Min's face has a look of horror.

"You do realize that you have the same body as him, right?" RJ states the obvious and Min's face scrunches up into a frown with his eye brows point down  letting RJ know that Min didn't know.

"But, he's like, 6'1 and has brown hair and gray eyes. I have black hair and green eyes and I'm this many," Min says holding up five fingers and smiling. RJ gets more confused  seeing his friend describe another person NOT  Min.  

"What do you mean, Min? Who do you think we are?" RJ questions Min, hoping that it was a prank.

"Z, is mom, you are my friend and I am Min, Min!" Min excitedly says and jumps over the puddle of blood that was on the floor because of Kirk. "I'm going to get mommy to cook for me and maybe you," Min smiles at him.