thanks for this one fresh fiction...

"these girls are better off in my head"
He kept thinking that they were better off in his head, because he knew if he allowed them to brush by him, physically touch him, he would have to kill them. He didn't mind the killing actually, but he liked his life, his freedom and to kill meant he jeopardized that. He didn't like his life being in jeopardy.

Brad Leaderman kept walking through the wide hall of the college he attended promising himself that he would purge these feelings from his mind as soon as he got home. He tugged his backpack from his shoulder and tossed it across his back. Pain shot through him as the heavy bookbag slapped his ribcage. Pain was good.