My shoulder crashed against the door frame as I projectile vomited in the general direction of the toilet. As I caught my bleary eyed reflection in the mirror I noticed that I was covered in Blood. After a few moment of panic I realised it was not my own and the image of a beautiful girl appeared in my head. As I slumped to the floor I struggled to remember what had happened last night. Where is the girl and what had happened to her. As I lay there brief images skipped across the corners of my mind, faces I did not recognise and placed I did not think I had ever seen. Suddenly an image and a face come together and I was on my feet. Time to find out what had happened last night.
As I ran through the streets I could hear the people mutter as they saw the blood stains on my clothes but I didn’t have time to stop and change I felt that something bad had happened last night and I needed to get to the bottom of it. I arrived at a shit hole bar in the middle of the bad quarter of the city, this was the place and the face was that of the fat ass bar man. As I entered the bar I decided I needed this information fast.
As his lifeless body fell to the floor I stepped back and thought 'Shit maybe I over did it a little' but fuck he didn’t tell me everything but he gave me a name and that was a start. Unfortunately the name he gave me was of a big time mob boss who ran this side of town. 'Things are going to get messy' I said to myself but shit that's the best way for thing to go.
As I got to the mob bosses house I crushed the first guards head against the wall and head butted the second so hard it leaves a dent on one side of his face and I was pretty sure he was dead. I kicked in the door of the house and walked in.
The mob boss was sitting on a seat with a girl. I walked up, grasped her by the neck and squeezed until here eyeballs popped. Then covered in his girlfriends eyes I turned to the mob boss and grabbed him by the shirt.
"What happened to the girl I was with last night you piece of shit" I spat at him.
"What girl you crazy bastard, you went out with me. Got smashed and tried to get off with a transvestite when I pointed this out to you, you kicked the shit out of her then staggered out!"
I snapped his neck and got up. 'Shit' I thought 'I had better get home', I have been out all night and my mother will kill me. I can hear her now 'Malcolm look at the state of you I'm not cleaning those clothes and if you've hurt yourself you'll get no sympathy from me'
As I walk out the door I nearly fall over the girls body 'Fuck it' I pick up the body and drop kick it against the wall. "Ya that felt good" I say out loud as I walk out the door.
