Kazuo

7: Spiral

7: Spiral

I took tons of drugs. I had met a guy name BigZ when I was at the worst part of my life before Katie. He was a provider. I didn't know what it was but my addiction with injecting myself has never subsided even when I got a girlfriend. I was depressed inside about something I couldn't figure out.

I tied the rubber around my bicep as I injected myself with a dose of relief.

"Ennng." I groaned as I felt the liquid coursing through my pumped up veins.

I watched as Pierre awoken on the table tied. I kept him in my basement while he was out. His eyes widened as tears streamed down his face.

"Hello my little french snail." I chuckled. "You slept for quite a minute there."

"If you scream or make any noise, I will kill you." I went to rip off the tape from his mouth. He didn't scream which was good. I went in my backpack to get out a syringe that contained a very special chemical in it. I had gotten it from BigZ. If I inject him with this liquid, he will be fully alert and feel all the pain whilst not having the ability to move or scream. What a miracle liquid. I took off the cap and squirted a bit out and flicked the syringe for bubbles. I went on over to him and stabbed it in his neck. He squealed a bit but was paralyzed seconds after.

"Now don't be scared. I'm not a bad man. I just love my girl too much, and you've hurt her in the past so I have to do anything in my power to make sure she's not in distress. Your existing is making her upset. So..."

I took out a machete and glided it across his naked chest. I had stripped him down to his boxers prior to tying him. He looked mortified. It only fueled my desires.

I held the machete over my head and slammed it down on his shoulder. It didn't cut through all the way so I started sawing off his arm. Blood splattered all over the place but I didn't care. The more red I saw, the more excited I became.

I sawed away until he was in mere parts. It looked like a scene from a horror movie. I breathed heavily as I brought my blood covered arm to my lips and licked the blood. It tasted sweet to me. I stared at the broken pieces of human on the table. I guess I won't need to go grocery shopping.

-

The next morning I woke with a headache. I stayed up late cleaning the mess from last night. I had to rush to get ready or I'll be late.

I quickly tidy myself up and grabbed my car keys. I wonder how the university will be like now without Satou. Life is looking quite fabulous.

-

I looked at my agenda and realized I had a cooperative lesson today meaning another class will join mine. I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily just thinking of more students.

I heard a knock at my classroom's door. I noticed it was another asian male that looked slightly older that me. He opened the door and walked in. "Hello, you must be Kazuo." He lended out his hand.

"Who are you?" I stared at his hand without engaging in the handshake.

"Well I know all about you mister student teacher. And now look at you. I'm Takuto. I teach history next door. I'm doing the combing classroom thing with you today." He chuckled.

"Ah okay." I didn't mean to seem so disinterested, but older guys made me nervous. It's like there are so many gay men out there that when any wanted to talk to me, I would tense up.

"You normally this uptight?" He laughed.

"Not in particular. Just a busy man." I said.

"Tell me about it. This is my last year teaching actually. Might move back to Japan to see my family."