Luke's Revenge
Chapter 2
Phil hadn't walked far down the street before market stall owner Martin Fowler bumped into him as he wasn't looking where he was going. Phil rolled his eyes when he saw Martin was arguing in the streets with Stacey again.
"Oi! Watch it!" Phil snapped at Martin impatiently. Martin grimaced. "Sorry mate," he said as he smoothed down his jacket. "Problems with the missus?" Phil asked as he looked at an angry Stacey. "Yeah. Ex missus," Martin corrected him, before apologising and going back to speak some tough words with his wife.
Phil shook his head before making his way home. On the way he tried to figure out what to tell Sharon, as he was also beginning to worry about Denny now too.
Phil felt bad for letting her down as he didn't know who else to ask. Then, just as he passed the Arches, the door opened and before Phil knew what was happening, a pair of hands reached out from the darkened garage and grabbed Phil by the shoulders, roughly shoving him inside the dimly lit garage. The next few minutes were pitch black for Phil. He was shoved roughly into a chair before a cloth was placed and tied around his eyes, and he was strapped to a chair by another unseen person, just like what happened to Mick. Phil gulped.
"Phillip," a voice said, and Phil knew it was Aiden. "Playing games with me Aiden?" Phil asked. "That's not very fair is it?" There was a pause. "No Phillip. I'm not the one playing games. You are," Aiden told him. Phil scoffed. "I think all the stress is getting to you Aiden. I mean, come on. I'm strapped to a chair here and I know you did that to Mick. So why are you doing this to me?" He demanded.
"I'm afraid you brought this on by yourself, Phillip," Aiden answered calmly. "You threatened to kill me earlier. You accused me of kidnapping your son," he said. Phil sighed. "Don't get personal, Aiden," he said. "It is personal, Phillip. We're brothers. You're the only one in this whole place I trust, and you treat me like dirt," Aiden said. Phil jumped as he heard Aiden stab the table next to him with something.
"You know what could have happened to Mick when he was in that chair. Now you what is about to happen to you," Aiden said as he used the crowbar to hold Phil's chin up. "All right, all right, I'm sorry, Aiden," Phil said, beginning to panic. "Oh, you will be," Aiden said as Phil felt the cold metal pressed against his throat.
Just as Phil thought he was a goner, another voice spoke up from somewhere else in the garage. "What's this fellas?" A cool, familiar voice asked. "Am I missing a party?" a figure of a tall man came out of the shadows, and without needing to see, Phil knew who it was. "Luke?" he asked.
"What are you doing here?" Aiden demanded. "I thought you were-," he began. Luke laughed. "Dead? Hardly. I escaped from what you did to me old man. This is perfect by the way, because now I can get my revenge on the both of you," he said, and Aiden looked on in shock as Luke reached behind him and a little boy was scared standing there. "Daddy," Denny said in terror. Phil struggled against the straps. "Denny," he called frantically. "Easy there boys. Do as I say, or you'll never see Denny again," Luke said threateningly.