Effing Goths, Part One
Nny threw away the previously blood-red Cherry Brain-Freezie and walked into a bar. He didn't want to drink, of course, he just really had to pee. As he walked into the restroom, a pale goth in a black turtleneck ran past him, bumping his side. Nny turned and glared at him, then walked inside and pissed into a urinal. When he was done, he calmly flushed the toilet, washed his hands at the sink, and punched the corner of the large cracked mirror with a paper towel padded fist.
He took the chunk of reflective glass in his hand and walked out of the bar. Walking down the sidewalk, he saw the goth and his glare returned. The glass shined as he raised it high in the air, running toward him. Nny stuck his hand out to the side and pulled it in, hitting the pale neck and quickly killing him.
"Hello", said a woman behind him, "A man just killed someone. Yes, we're at-"
Nny jumped at her and pushed the phone out of her hand. She fell to the sidewalk and he tossed the phone into a mailbox.
Sirens blared. Two police cars pulled into each end of the street, blocking both directions at the sidewalks. Nny ran toward the bar and jumped for the fire escape ladder, but two police officers grabbed his sides and pulled him down. "This guy seems familiar", said one of them, "What's your name?"
Nny calmed down and submitted. "Johnny C… but you can call me 'Nny'."
One of the officers eased him forward into the squad car. They drove down the street, and Nny crossed his arms in an irritated glare. Fucking goths.