[ WP ] You were born into a world made of sociopaths and you begin to realize that you may be the only one who is n't .

`` So I shit in his coffee, and said how's that for two spoon fulls of sugar you fucking prick!'' Rachel, with her afterglow morning antics appeasing the hopefuls as they laughed and said see you later dispersing from our shared cubicle. 
 
 `` Looks like you got the natives roiled up again, I forgot, you missed Friday and James threatened to shoot up the office after Dick fired him. So I assumed you would not be bringing in your vest, I tried to call but you did not answer, I brought you my sisters just in case.'' I told her handing the Kevlar over. 
 
 `` Oh, Harold, you are such a sweetheart. If you did not look so sweet and innocent I'd probably fuck you in the bathroom right now.'' Rachel replied and I tried to contain my blushing, which is hard to do for a slightly over weight 28 year old virgin. 
 
 Rachel was the only person who showed up to my sister's funeral when my stepbrother killed her. Our mother was in Italy and I'm pretty sure my father was killed by my mother when I was five. Rachel is the only woman who I have ever met who is even slightly like me, I knew I was different since I was little. I'm what the clinical psychopathologists refer to as an apathetic prodigy, where as most humans feel little or no concern for anyone... I feel what I have coined as similarpathy. 
 
 Apathetic prodigies are treated like Gods but everyone hates them for their ability to figure people out. For example, Rachel feels good about me because she too had a brother that killed her twin sister, we have similar interests and events that ave occurred in our lives that make our emotions relevant to one another. You try explaining that to anyone else and they get filled with rage or boredom. 
 
 Apathetic prodigies are shunned, so I kept this secret to myself, in fact, I suspect my emotions for others run far deeper than just a lack of apathy. I think I can actually feel what they feel. I've seen about thirteen or so people murdered in front of me and I vomit every time, you can only tell people you have an aversion to blood for so long before they suspect something is wrong. 
 
 `` It fits perfect! What size was your sister Harold?'' Rachel asked me. 
 
 `` I do n't know I just assumed it would fit one size fits all.'' I told her smiling at the way she pouted her lips like she was on a catwalk. 
 
 `` Thank you sweety!'' Rachel said leaning over to kiss me on the cheek. 
 
 `` Hey, no fraternizing on company time unless you want to kiss my ball sack like that Rach. Back to work those cold calls do n't make themselves.'' Dick said gliding over to our cubicle like the grim reaper. 
 
 `` Not even if it was made of gold, DICK! So Harold here tells me James is gon na' kill you today cause you fired him.'' Rachel commented putting on her headset. 
 
 `` Not if I can help it.'' Dick said pulling a.45 auto caliber from his business jacket. 
 
 I instantly felt queasy. 
 
 `` Nice. Did mommy let you borrow her gun today? `` Rachel asked knocking him down a peg. 
 
 `` No. I bought it at...'' Dick began his sentence but his head being vaporized into a thick red goo shut him the fuck up real quickly. 
 
 I was stunned and covered in Dick. Rachel grabbed my jacket by the shoulders and whipped me to the ground. Dick's body convulsed wildly spraying blood over the both of us in a tangled mess. I felt my eggs and bacon coming up in my throat and heaved it back down with my throat. 
 
 `` Jesus christ, Harold, are you trying to get shot? Look at this my new white Versache' dress covered in herpes blood. We are both going to have to get tested Harold what the fuck is wrong with James? Sniper fire for an office job?'' Rachel complained covered in Dick's grey matter and spurting blood, I'm pretty sure Dick had shit himself too the smell only masked by Rachel's lovely perfume. 
 
 That's when it dawned on me I could die any second with the only sexual experience I ever had being a handjob in college that cost me my annual rent money. Something over took me and I realized it may be the only chance I get. 
 
 `` Rachel since we both might die, I need to tell you something. I think I like you more than like you. If there was a word for it I would say that, but I really fucking like you.'' I was amazed at what I was saying and slid a few inches over to where she was crouched, bent her head down and kissed her passionately. 
 
 I fully expected her to pull away, but she did n't I could actually feel her smile with my lips on hers. I pulled back slowly and she was covered in blood but I could tell this time she was blushing. Then I did something else I was not expecting, I grabbed the colt from Dick's hand. 
 
 `` Seriously James. I bought you lunch just last week you fucking asshole... not today motherfucker.'' I yelled out through the window as a bullet zinged past me and I saw what direction it was coming from. 
 
 He was on the roof opposite our building and I stormed out to the lobby... I was going to go have a talk with him. 

