Saturday, February 1, 2014

Kill Cops

John, 18, and his girlfriend decided to kill a cop.  Munching soggy pizza during lunch he pointed a finger at Jalenne and said, "So, after school.  You still down for it?"  She did a weird thing with her face and said I guess.  That was all he needed to hear.
Finding a cop to kill wasn't hard.  They both agreed parking cops would be the easiest to kidnap and torture.  Sipping Coke in the Civic's passenger seat, she asked what the plan was.  "Oh, no plan." responded John with a grin.  "We just do it."

"Tell me the story again."  "What?"  "Tell it to me again."  They're idling in a parking lot, watching a cop give out tickets.  "Jesus Christ, John, why?"  "I want to hear it."  Her face does that weird thing again and then she says "I was raped."  "By?"  "By a cop."  "Where?"  "You know where."  "Just say it."  "In jail."

John grins like a banshee.  "That's what I thought."  He shifts the car into drive tears over to where the cop is standing.  The cop looks at the car, trying to mask his confusion with an air of authority.  That vanishes when John pulls out the gun.  Then there's just fear.

He fires two bullets out the driver's side door.  One hits the cop in the chest.  He leaps out, drags the wounded body to his side of the car, and smashes the head in the car door.  Other than the rattle of ice in Coke, Jalenne is silent.  Why wouldn't she be?