in the cellar;
Gary was still unconscious, blood escaped from his head were it had collided with the floor. The bottle was still in his stomach, letting it bleed terribly.
The water was now at paddling height. His clothes were soaked.
in the bar;
Miranda's phone started to ring, she answered it, "MUM HELP THERES A MAN WITH A GUN!" she panicked crying.
Jake jumped off of the bar and wrestled her to the floor, snatching the phone and hanging up.
"Get off her!" Clive jumped to his feet, trying to pull him off of her.
Jake struggled out and pointed the gun into there faces. "That was a stupid thing to do, both of you!" he paused. "ON TO THE SOFA, NOW! WERE I CAN SEE YOU ALL... GO!" he screamed.
they all slowly went to the sofa, Clive sat in the middle of them both, Stevie sat crying, as did Miranda, he wrapped his arms around them.
outside;
everyone was forced back, behind the police tape. more and more police turned up every minute, all armed with guns, it was the special force team. Ambulances kept arriving.
"Jake Shrug! we have the restaurant under protection, you can't get out, so return the hostages and give yourself up! "
in the bar;
Jake was watching through the window as the police arrived. he turned back to them, "So what do I do know ey?"
"There's money in the till... take it, go restart your life!" Clive added.
"Oh and you'd like that wouldn't you, for me to just go? well, it doesn't work like that..." he picked up another glass and launched it at him.
It hit Clive in the face, cutting it open just below his eye.
"Clive?" Stevie panicked.
"I'm fine" He replied pulling it out trying to hold it together for his friends sake.
"SHUT UP!" Jake screamed, "ALL YOU EVER DOL IS NATTER, NATTER, NATTER! YOUR LIKE OLD WIMEN!" he went behind the bar and started raiding through the stock. "I'm hungry" he grabbed bags of crisps and nuts and popped them open onto the bar. he spreaded them out. "Hungry?" he asked everyone.
they all shook there head.
"Here I insist" he started throwing nuts at them, hitting them in the faces. "Want any more?" he then threw crisps.
Jake then grabbed the bottle of scotch before jumping up onto the bar, drinking it from the bottle.
"Are you sure Gary got out?" Miranda whispered.
"SHUT UP!" Jake screamed firing the gun in there direction...
outside;
there was a loud gunshot, and everyone paused, before panicking...
in the cellar;
the water was now half way up Gary's body, his face fully in the water...
in the bar;
"You're all boring, you all dive out of the way of a gun" Jake sneered.
silence.
Stevie carried on crying to herself, barely able to breathe from crying and panicking.
"YOUR PATHETIC!" Jake shouted at her.
she carried on crying.
"STOP!"
she didn't.
"STOP"
she couldn't.
"STOP! YOU'RE REALLY ANNOYING!"
the phone rang.
"Callers, I am popular..." he jumped off of the bar and answered the phone, "Shrug"
"Let them go Shrug"
"NO"
"Let them go!"
"One, she's really annoying me, sat there, CRYING, CRYING, CRYING, CRYING... CONSTATNLY CRYING!" he carried on, winding himself up. He hung up.
"YOU UP!"
Stevie stood straight up.
"You can go, your so annoying, id kill you, but you'd be a waste of a bullet!" Jake sneered.
"will you be alright?" she turned to Miranda and Clive.
they both nodded.
"One last thing..." Jake picked up another glass, throwing it at Stevie's arm.
she burst out crying with pain.
Both Clive and Miranda jumped up to her side.
Jake grabbed them and shoved them back on the sofa. He then grabbed Stevie by her dress and held the gun to her head. "I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD STAND UP!"
"sorry" they both begged.
"YOU" he pointed to Clive, "GO WITH HER, IM ONLY INTERESTED IN HER!" he nodded to Miranda.
"I'm not leaving her alone!" Clive burst.
I SAID GO!" He put the gun back to Stevie's head.
"Clive go!" Miranda begged.
Clive panicked, he had no idea what to do.
"GO!" Miranda shouted realising Jakes' finger was now on the trigger.
Jake grabbed Clive and dragged him to the door with Stevie, he unlocked it and threw them both out.
Outside;
"CONTACT!"
All eyes were on Stevie and Clive.
"PUT YOUR HANDS WERE WE CAN SEE THEM, HAVE YOU WEAPONS?"
"NO!" They both screamed putting there hands in the air.
"APPROACH US, AND HURRY UP!"
Clive and Stevie both ran towards them, ducking under the tape.
Everything was a mad rush, they were rushed to the ambulance and people surrounded them, police bombarded them with questions.
"CLIVE, STEVIE, WERES MIRANDA?!" Penny ran up to them screaming.
"He wouldn't let her go!" Clive started to cry, from pain and worry. "I tried... I really did..."
"How many people are in there?" the police man asked.
"One I think, it depends" Clive panicked.
"depends?"
"WELL WERE THE HELL IS GARY?!" Clive shouted.
"Gary?" the police man asked.
"He's the chef, he went to the cellar, I don't know if he got out?!" Clive panicked.
"Well ask around" the police man ran off.
in the cellar;
the water was now fully covering Gary.
There was an agonised moan.
Gary's eyes were slowly opening as he rolled onto his back, crying as he clutched his stomach...