This is a story about Ed getting kidnapped and it is Gin, Riley, and Huey who have to save him. This all happens over a weekend where Grandpa is on vacation with Mr. Wunsler so no one but the three of them knows.
Chapter 1
Riley woke to his cell phone ringing at 4 am. He answered it, "This better be good nigga."
"Riley, it's Gin." This was followed by several heavy coughs, "Backyard, help." More coughs and then a thumping sound and a dial tone
"Gin…GIN?" Riley rushed over to the window in his and Huey's room that faced the backyard and gasped. Gin lay on the grass, his figure barely visible in the dark but it was to still to be comforting. Riley ran over to Huey's bed and shook him awake, "Huey. Wake up man. I need ya to grab your first aid kit an follow me. No time for questions."
"What?" asked Huey sleepily
"You got ears nigga? I said no time for questions. My friend could be dead. Now hurry the fuck up." Yelled Riley
Riley grabbed Huey's first aid kit from under his bed. Hen he pulled Huey out of the room, down the stairs, and out to the back. The pair ran over to Gin's still form and turned him over, "Holy shit!" Riley said in quiet shock
Gin Rummy wore his usual cloths with one difference, it was in tatters. His head was missing the bandana he usually wore and instead sported a large, bleeding gash. One of his eyes had become black and his nose was obviously broken. Dried blood trailed from his mouth to his chin from 2 holes in his mouth, once occupied by teeth. His left hand bleed freely from a bullet wound in the center of his palm. As well as who knew how many injuries going unseen in the darkness.
"Help me get him inside and up to our room." Said Huey
It took a while but they made it upstairs and placed Gin on Riley's bed, "We gots ta help him Huey."
"We? What's with the we? You don't know shit about first air." Huey said as he pulled off Gin's trench coat
"But he's my friend Huey. I cant just stand by an not do shit." Riley said
"Fine, you wanna help? Get a small green case out of my closet." Huey said, removing Gin's shirt, "And bring me a lighter to sterilize a needle for stitches."
Riley rushed to do as he was told(for once). He grabbed the green case and a special lighter, ironically given to him by Gin. When Riley returned to the bed he gasped. Gin laid on his bed, naked, Huey having just removed Gin's underwear. Riley snapped, "Nigga, what the fuck you doin to him?"
Huey's eyes squinted, "In order to treat all his wounds I need to see all of him. If you were hurt close to your junk and it needed to be treated or you would loose it would you want a shy doctor? Now get out, I need to concentrate. Call Ed and see if he knows what the Hell's going on." Huey handed Riley the cloths, "Go wash these. I'll need to redress him when I'm done so they need to be clean or we risk infection."
Riley left the room quickly to wash the bloody cloths. He then called Ed's house but no one picked up the phone. Riley called 5 more times with the same result. The cloths finished an hour later and Riley brought them up. He entered the room and gasped. His bed sheets were covered in blood. Huey stood off to the side, wiping off surgical tools that had been in the green case. Riley looked at Gin and saw several bandaged areas.
Riley began to redress Gin and was about to put his shirt back on when Huey said, "Don't, you'll mess up the bandages. Just leave him in his pants. Now help me move him to my bed so we can change your sheets."
As Huey took the sheets downstairs Riley sat in a chair next to Gins unconscious form. Gin's breathing was normal but he could still die, "Gin, don't you die on me nigga. If you die, who gonna be my dawg? You my fucking best friend for Christ sake. You an Ed, you're my only fucking friends. Only ones I ever had." Tears fell down Riley's cheeks, "Everyone treats me like a li'll kid who cant do shit. Or try an tell me ta change who I am. But you an Ed, you an Ed is different. Ya'll treat me like you would treat any nigga ya liked. Ya'll treat me like an equal. Ya'll except me for the nigga I am. Ya'll even teach me to shoot an shit." Riley fell forward and collapsed into sobs on Gin's bandaged chest, "Please, I don't want to be alone again."
Huey stood outside the door listening. He could sleep on the couch tonight. Riley needed to be alone. And Riley would go crazy if Huey saw his moment of weakness, "Night Riley." Whispered Huey before turning around and heading downstairs