There was a man; his name was Jesse. He had grown up in a typical American home with two parents and he went to school all of his life and did everything that he was supposed to do as a child. He was tall with short brown hair and had rather fair skin. Jesse is a college graduate working with a professional sports team as an assistant to the players. Jesse had a great life for the most part; the pay was great and hanging out with all the players was an amazing experience and a new adventure every day, but this happiness would surely change for all good things come to an end at some point in one’s life. It was Jesse’s turn. It all happened while Jesse was working for Jason Jones, one of the most feared and revered football players of all time.
“Hey, Jesse come here,” Jason said. Immediately Jesse rushed over to the new Mercedes where Jason was sitting, to see what he needed. “Get in the car; we have some errands to run,” Jason scuffed to Jesse. Of course, Jesse got in the car as Jason asked. It wasn’t because Jason didn’t like Jesse that he came off so harsh; it was because Jason had developed quite a nasty tone towards anyone he was around, and the people around him knew this. So they drove off.
“Where are we going?” Jesse asked.
“Places,” Jason responded.
“Such as…”
“You’ll see.”
“Okay.”
After about thirty minutes they came to a stop in a dark and unfamiliar place to Jesse. Jesse worried, slouched back into his seat, unsure what was going to happen or why he was there for whatever was happening; this was unusual for his job, normally he just ran around with the players and caught them up with their schedules and answered any questions they had. Jason leaned over the passenger seat where Jesse was sitting and reached for the glove compartment. Jesse looked down nervously as Jason opened the glove box. His eyes peered into the crack where he saw a black shiny object.
“Is that?” he asked.
“It’s only for protection,” replied Jason.
“No! This is not happening. I’m leaving.”
“Chill and no you’re not; nothing’s going to happen anyways.”
“Ugh,” Jesse sighed.
So Jason grabbed a gun out of the glove box and said, “Take one, too. Never know if you’ll need it. Just for self defense.”
So Jesse reluctantly grabbed one thinking better to be safe than dead. Once they got out of the car, they started walking down the alley until they came to a door. Jason knocked a few times and the door swung open and out came a man dressed in all black with gold rings around his fingers. Soon the words started flying and Jesse thought that nothing good would come of the night, and he was right. Next the man pulled a knife out and tried to stab Jason. However Jason saw him coming and started to run. Then the man turned towards Jesse; Jesse knew that the man was surely faster than him because back in school Jesse was the slowest in his class. So in the suspense, Jesse pulled his gun out of his pocket and fired off a couple of shots with his eyes half closed. Jesse heard a grunting sound and scared out of his mind he opened his eyes to see that the man was lying on the ground with his hand clutching the side of his body where the rib cage was. Jason reluctantly returned hearing the gunshots checking to see if his friend was okay.
When Jesse saw Jason returning, he yelled, “Where did you go?”
Jason quietly replied, “I was scared.”
“Whatever. Well what should we do now? Call it in?”
“No, we get rid of the body. Go get the car.”
“What? We can’t do that. We didn’t do anything wrong! We should call it in and get a clean slate and conscience,” Jesse replied.
“You didn’t do anything,” Jason said.
“Oh no… what did you do?”
“That’s not important now.”
“You’re right; let’s just take care of this. I don’t care anymore. What’s done is done and we got to clean it up,” Jesse proclaimed.
“Now we’re talking,” replied Jason. “Go pull the car around.”
So Jesse got the car and pulled it around. Meanwhile, Jason got the man’s body all ready to be placed in the trunk of his Mercedes. Jesse jumped out of the car and helped Jason get the body into the trunk. Jason decided to drive again and they headed toward the nearest lake, where they thought they could easily tie the body to a weight and throw it in the water so that no one would ever find it. Once they got there, Jesse and Jason got out of the car and found some stones to tie the body to and then they tossed the body into the water off of the pier. Afterwards they started back into the city where they lived. Jason dropped Jesse off at his house. No words were said for they didn’t have much to say to each other.
As Jesse laid in his bed, to his surprise he was rather calm and felt like no one would ever find out and that everything would return to normal, at least on the outside. However on the inside, Jesse felt changed, like a different person. He felt like he no longer had to deal with anyone else’s garbage because he had killed a man. So Jesse went on living and no one ever found out about what happened that night. Jason changed how he spoke to Jesse because he started to see Jesse as more of a friend instead of a worker. In fact, Jason changed how he spoke to most people because Jesse got sick of it after a while and called him out on it. Jesse and Jason continue living on as friends, mostly because Jason feels obligated to stay friends with Jesse because he is scared he will talk and Jesse feels honored to be friends with one of the best football players ever.
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