Let me give you just a second to tell you about my brother. When he was 16 he got his GED and then decided that it would be best to use it in order to get out of school. After that, he spent two years feeding off my parents before he got his big break. Once that came, well he disappeared and now I’m finally meeting him in person after two years. Let’s not forget he’s about to raise hell…

“Come on Krist, let’s get a move on!” my bro shouted at me. I quickly drove the car to the end of the street before doing a swift u-turn in the middle of the road. It was illegal, but we were all about to do some illegal shit. I came back towards the china shop and watched my brother smash directly through the window. After he was on the inside, I could see him yelling at the clerks while just driving that baseball bat through the shelves. It was exciting seeing the first shelf bust in two while all of the nice china just shattered on the ground below. My brother lifted his arms and then swung the baseball bat into a large antique vase.

“I’m free! I’m a free man!” My brother shouted in glee before running out the front door.

“Come back here you mother fucker!” the Arab clerk screamed.

My brother smashed through another window to get out before signaling me to follow him. The owners of the gun shop next door came up to the front after hearing the alarm next door go off. There was already a few people down the road starting to run our way to see what was up. Could my brother be any slower?! FUCK! As I was in shock, my bro quickly started crying out that he heard gun shots before the gun shop owners let him in. Once he was past them I saw that baseball bat crack their skulls open while he just went through the shop to find the nicest rifle he could. I couldn’t see him form here, so I was assuming he’d made it through. After looking around to see how long it was until that cop showed up I heard a few gun shots ring out. Already my brother was unloading on every car window in sight before throwing the rifle into the store before grabbing his bat to move on.

He’d already made his way into the pawn shop before I heard a whole barrage of crashing from his baseball bat. There’s no telling how things were going, but at the time I was having a hard on from all the danger. Who was it I gave up for this? Took me a second, it’s Aime… It was so good when I learned something to substitute my thoughts of her. I sound like such a pussy.

“Holy shit!!!” my brother cried as he ran out of the pawn shop. I looked inside and saw a fire break out from something, but it was scary enough..

“Oh fuck, God if you’re up there, get me out of this!” I exclaimed before seeing my brother smash through the music store window. “Holy fuck!”

I was silent before seeing my brother run back out to the car. He then looked at me and then began to worry.

“Hey, hey, hey, who are some punk rock bands?” my bro asked.

“Uh uh uh uh um, yeah! The Clash, Green Day before they made American Idiot, Fall out boy, NoFX, uh,” I said before my bro screamed for my to hurry, “I’m trying! Shit I can’t think!”

“FUCK! What about My Chemical Romance?” he asked as he held up some CDs.

“They’re emo! That just isn’t punk!”

“FUCK!” He screamed before smashing the CDs on the ground.

My brother rushed back in and then began to smash his baseball bat into some counters while screaming at the clerks. I drove closer towards the music store when I heard a siren coming from in the distance. The cop car was now visible just driving through the line of buildings ahead. It was to the point I was ready to give up before I saw my brother running towards the car just screaming for me to slide over. In a frantic I jumped into the passenger seat while my bro rushed in, tossed the baseball bat into the back seat, and then tossed the CDs in my lap. Once his foot touched the gas pedal I heard a squealing of tires before my head slammed back into the seat. I was pinned, but he had control over this vehicle as it sped through the parking lot, around the corner, and to safety.

“WOOOO!” My brother cheered as he stood up in the car.

“Holy shit man, what the fuck?!” I screamed back.

“Dude, I feel so alive!”

“Man, I hate to say this… I’ve seen a lot of crazy shit, done a lot of crazy shit, but that-was-awesome! Oh man! I can’t believe you did that!!!” I exclaimed.

“It’s cool. Listen, we’ve gotta make our way towards the east side real quick and make the drop off. You still got that joint?”

“Hell yeah.” I said before lighting it up. He smiled and I passed it to him where he took a massive hit that I could only fathom. We felt like brothers already. This was going to be a good fucking day.

“So when are we heading home?” I asked as like sat in the back seat playing my bass without the amp. It may have been cracked, but it still played, and the thing wasn’t going to break.

“I gotta meet up with the employers. They’re the ones paying me for the job.” my brother replied without even looking back to me. He turned towards a small cabin sitting in the middle of the woods before slowly pulling up to it.

“I see… Am I allowed to come along or are you gonna have to drop me off?”

“You wait in the car.”

“How long should you be in?”

“Why are you asking that?”

“I just have a bad feeling about all this.” I said back. I really was worried. The men who hired my brother to do that last job had to be dangerous. Or maybe they were just punks.

“Well, if you have a problem with me doing this, there’s the baseball bat. If I’m not out in ten minutes, then you can be worried.”

“Can I just tag along?”

“Fine.” my brother replied with an angry tone. I stepped out of the car before walking with him towards the cabin door. He had the Cds all in his possession while I walked towards the cabin just empty handed. We stepped up to the door and he knocked. I stepped away and just looked around while the sounds of my brother knocking just continued non stop.

“Come on, is anybody there?” my brother asked. With that the door opened up to reveal three young men standing behind it. They seemed to be teens still, but seeing them made me feel uncomfortable because I honestly hate meeting new people.

“Did you do the job?” the first teen asked.

“I got every bit done.” my brother said quickly.

“Oh, that’s good. You’ve got the Cds too!” he exclaimed next before taking them form my brother. “Who is this guy? Is he your brother? You two look so alike.”

“Yeah, that’s right.” I said with a casual tone.

“Well come on in. Just hang out with us for a bit. We’ll get your money, just chill with us. We’ve got beer, there’s a blunt in motion,” he said, and with that I smiled, I love weed, “and now we have music.”

“We really aren’t in too big of a hurry.” my brother said before looking at me. “You wanna chill here for a bit?”

“Yeah, if that’s ok with you all.” I replied.

“Come on in!!!” the teen exclaimed before opening the door.

We all stepped inside to the dimly lit cabin to which our noses were filled with the stench of some awesome ganja. The two teens on the couch looked at me and nodded with smirks. I nodded back before looking around for a seat.

“Take it.” the second teen said to me as he held up the blunt. His voice had a hiss from where he was trying to hold in all the smoke. I was so happy, so I took a big lung buster hit. My lungs burnt so bad that I had a struggle trying not to cough.

“Is it killer?” my brother asked me. I nodded yes and passed it to him.

“Hey man, I love this CD!” the first teen exclaimed as he popped in the first album. “I remember I used to own this, but then some fucker stole it.”

“And I stole you another one!” my brother exclaimed before taking a hit.

“Oh yes, I gotta get your money. It’s upstairs, I’ll bring it to you in just a bit.”

“Hey, does anybody want some X?” the third teen asked before taking the blunt.

“You’ve got some X? I’ve never tried it.” I said quickly.

“You want a hit? It’s the least I can do for you all. I’ll get some for us all. You wanna come to the shed with me?”

“Yeah, why not?”

I stood up and took a deep breath before walking towards the front door with the teen. He was really thin, but instead of being just bony, he actually had some muscle on him. We both stepped outside while he started to walk towards the shed to take lead. The walk was a good ten minutes because of the distance between us and the shed. I followed him closely with my hands in my coat pockets while the wind just nipped at my face. The teen opened up the shed door, walked in, and then I followed him. After I got inside, I saw hundreds of bottles of liquor lying around while the teen paced wildly back and forth.

“Damn. Where are they? I had a bag of them around here.” the teen said as he lifted up some random junk.

“What do they look like?” I asked quickly.

“They’re in a blue plastic bag. Each of them are green, so you’d probably know what they were if you saw them.”

“I’ll help you look.”

“Cool.”

I walked past every one of the bottles while searching for just a blue bag. There was no trace of them around the place, but I was desperate to try some ecstasy, so there was no way I was giving up. The buzz from these little bastards would probably keep my ass on the floor for hours. After looking again, I saw a little box on the floor, so thinking quickly, I figured the pills would be in there. Once I reached down, a blunt object struck me in the back, sending me face first into the floor. Striking it made me cringe, but I had no idea what happened. Before I could collect my thoughts, I heard a motor from a chainsaw start. I didn’t put any thought in here, I just instinctively rolled to my left before seeing the spinning blade drive into the ground. The teen was already trying to kill me. Just a little shaken from the loud grinding noise, I managed to get up onto my feet before having to run outside.

After jumping over a large collection of jars the sound of the chainsaw revving it’s engine made my heart jump back inside my chest. I then made my way out of the shed before turning around to lock the door. Of course I know it wont hold the fucker inside, but it could buy me some time to escape. My brother was in trouble. Right now I was too frightened to go and rescue him, so I quickly made my way past all of the trees. There was a loud boom right behind me from where the teen had kicked the door open.

“You and your brother are both going to die!!!” the teen screamed.

I didn’t know if he had spotted me yet, but I wasn’t gonna look back. Both of my legs were beginning to hurt from the running. I’d been out of shape for a while but with all the adrenaline flowing in me, I was good to keep running. Pain can fucking wait, I don’t wanna die! After running for over two minutes I could still hear the chainsaw behind me. It sounded muffled, so likely I had bought me some time. Running wasn’t going to do me any good because any moment now I was going to give in and then start to slow down. I was starting to get closer to the cabin. Near it was a tree stump with an axe sticking out of it, so with quick thinking I grabbed the tool before running behind the cabin to hide. The chainsaw engine got louder and louder. I peeked around the corner where I saw the teen rushing out from behind a fence with the chainsaw blazing. Before he could make eye contact with me, I managed to hide while the buzzing got louder. He’s getting closer. I’m tired of being pushed around, I’ve seen enough shit, I hate life enough already, but I think it’s precious enough to keep on. No way I’m letting some skater fag take it!!!

The chainsaw came out from around the corner and the was my cue to swing. As soon as my arms came around, they went numb and just felt loose as they swung the axe. So much adrenaline passed through my system that I blacked out… I came into focus only to see the teen drop the chainsaw after pulling his hands towards his head. God, his head! The axe had struck him through the nose. I yanked it out and watched the embryo from his eye pour onto his face. He fell to the ground where his body continued to squirm like he was having a seizure.

“Fuck you!!!” I cried as I brought the axe down onto his chest. Hearing it pierce his rib cage left a loud crack of satisfaction. Before I could even realize it, I had begun to swing the weapon into his chest and face multiple times. Was I going crazy? When I finally got a good twenty or so blows in, my body went cold. I’d just killed him. Maybe I am crazy. I killed this asshole, I feel bad, but no more fucking around. This time I slammed the axe into the top of his skull and watched a bloody puddle of chunks flow out before grabbing that chainsaw and revving the engine.

“Looks like Jesse already got to him!” a voice spoke out.

“Hey Jesse, let’s cut this other fucker up!!!” the next shouted as I heard footsteps come closer.

Without taking any chances, I rushed around the corner with the engine blazing while the last two of the punks just looked at me and screamed. In the midst of trying to turn and escape, one of them slipped and fell on some mud. The other left him alone while I continued to run towards him.

“No, no! We didn’t kill him! Don’t kill me! PLEASE!!!” the punk cried in terror as he tried to hobble away. Soon after, the revving of the engine got so loud it drowned out his voice. The next thing I did was drive the blade into his chest where I heard the loudest scream ever. Blood hit me like it was coming out of a fucking geyser. I’d never been so horrified yet feel so good about doing something in my whole life! The punk tried to reach towards me as the blade continued to grind into his heart. Once I yanked the blade out his mouth flew wide open while a little more blood shot upwards into my face. What was happening?! I don’t want to do this! I wanna go home, I want to be with Aime again, I want my sanity back!

“Come on you fuckers!” I screamed after revving my engine. While running around the corner the last of the punks had been able to make his way straight towards a dead end. I’d cornered him. “Thought you could just kill me that fast, didn’t ya’?”

“Fuck you!” the punk screamed finally.

“Fuck you!!!” I shouted back before rushing him with the blade. After swinging it into his heads I was struck by a few pints of blood before finally going blank. I wasn’t an innocent person anymore, I was a killer.