Breaking Bad – A Short story

Jesse drove the car in full throttle without looking back. He was quickly away from the enclosed camp, which had for a long time been his prison. The police were on the way, finally the great Heisenberg had found his between all the chaos Jesse could finally find peace, and with the knowledge that his family was in safe hands, he could breathe did not know where he was going, he only knew that he wanted to get far away from the hell that had been thrown over him.
Jesse drove off the road when he spotted a pay phone. There were some change in the bottom of the passenger seat side of the car. He reached down for them. There was just enough for a single call and he still had no idea who he should call. Jesse walked calmly over to the phone, but stopped a distance before it. Then it struck him. He had no one to call. He stood petrified until he broke out in a rage and began to hit the ground. Jesse Pinkman was alone in the world. Jesse Pinkman was nothing without Heisenberg.

Badger - "And that was the story about how an ordinary man as Walter White, became a powerful and vicious drug lord named

Heisenberg."

Badger takes a drag of his joint in pride, after telling such a gripping story.

Skinny Pete sits dumbfounded.

Skinny Pete - "Bro! How could you come up with such a wild story! It was crazy! "

Badger - "I'll show you!"

Badger turns around and sticks his hand into his bag. He pulls up a package with a form of content.

Badger - "This! This got my mind to behave this way! "

The bag contained the clearest and purest blue methamphetamine, they both had ever laid their eyes on.

End