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As Devi opened the door, she took a big breath of air. This was her way of preparing for what was to come. It was now what she expected. Inside the room was surprisingly peaceful. A female nurse was tending to Johnny, who had a bandage around his head and a cast around his left arm. The reason no one had been injured was because Johnny had not woken since he was checked into the hospital.
Devi sighed in her relief, which made the nurse aware of her presence. She turned quickly and gasped.
"Hello, you must be the one who called to have your friend brought in." she said, "Do you want to tell me what happened?"
Devi quietly said, "No." She then sat down on the couch. Before she knew it, she was asleep. Strangely, dreaming about Johnny, but this dream wasn't like the others she usually had were she was scared for her life, but this one she feared for his.
She woke quickly and noticed that Johnny was still asleep. She slowly lifted herself into a sitting position and quietly waited for him to wake. After what seemed like a couple of hours, Johnny began to move. Devi was still partly asleep and hadn't noticed that he was awake until he spoke.
"Devi?!" he said. This suddenly jolted her awake and she jumped up to see if he was alright.
"Johnny, are you okay?" she asked. They then stared into each other's eyes and shared the silence.
Then the nurse that had been there when Devi arrived, walked back into the room.
"Good, you're awake!" she said. Johnny quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed his clothes, and slid into the bathroom without a word. The nurse and Devi stared at each other silently while Johnny changed his clothes.
They both turned their heads as he came out of the bathroom is his normal attire. He looked at the nurse, who looked quite shocked, and then at Devi. He walked over to Devi and pulled a knife out of his boot. The nurse screamed very loud, but not before Johnny came over to her and slit her throat. Her blood flowed onto the perfectly clean floor. Devi's eyes got very big and she started slinging curse words in his direction. "How dare you treat me like this. I'm the person who saved your life. I could have just left you on the sidewalk to bleed to death." she screamed at him. He moved quickly in her direction, but then he moved down toward her and whispered something in her ear. He took his knife and held it to her throat. She struggled as Johnny pulled her out the door and through the deserted halls. Two male doctors made attempts to stop him, but they were quickly killed by another hidden knife Johnny pulled out of his boot. He pulled Devi into the elevator and pushed the first floor. He removed the knife from her neck.
"Sorry for scaring you back there." he said nervously. As the doors opened he grabbed her closely and brought the knife against her throat again.
"It's okay," she said before he dragged her out of the elevator and into her car.
He put her down in the passenger seat before walking to the driver's seat and taking off.
"Johnny, I'm really sorry that I put you in a hospital, I know you wouldn't want to be somewhere like that." she said. "Did you really have to kill those people back there?" she asked.
"They got on my nerves with their screams for help and shit!" he said. He nearly swerved into oncoming traffic.
"Are you sure you don't want me to drive?" she asked.
"I want to drive, it's such a beautiful night." he answered.
They drove the rest of the way to his house in silence. They arrived and Johnny quickly got out and walked in. He had not noticed that she still sat in the car. After a couple of minutes, Devi took a deep breath and walked in after him. The house was exactly as she remembered. The windows were still boarded up tightly, the floor was filthy with filth, and the torn couch where they had part of their first date was still the same. The only difference was everything in the house seemed dirtier than the last time she was there.
Being in this house after so long of living in fear had made Devi come to realize that the fear in her mind had been extremely exaggerated.
Johnny was sitting silently on the couch, watching TV. Devi walked over to the couch and sat down without making hardly any sound. He looked up at her and had an expression on his face as if he felt uncomfortable with her so close. "Do you want to get a brainfreezy with me?" he asked, breaking the silence. "Sure, that would be nice," she said and smiled slightly.
They walked without talking toward the 24/7 store.
Getting into the store was quite a hassle because of Johnny killing all the clerks, there was no one who wanted the job. The sign on the door read: CLOSED. This was no problem, Johnny simply broke the door out and let himself in. He turned around and extended his hand to Devi, she took it without complaint. They turned on the brainfreezy machine and drank them as they walked back to the house.
About half way back to his house, they heard the slight sound of sirens in the distance. They did not care much about this because of the nature of the city, someone was always getting murdered or kidnapped. But Johnny and Devi heard the sirens come closer until police cars surrounded the two. Devi fell to the ground in shock, but Johnny was in a stance of protection towards Devi. He had his hands in his pockets touching the knives that were once hidden in his boots. The police officers surrounded the pair. Devi, now standing, leaned over toward Johnny and whispered in his ear, "Johnny, stay calm. Just let them take us," she said.
"No fucking way I'm letting them touch me," he said in the same whispering voice, but with more anger.
"Please, Johnny." she said as a officer put her in handcuffs.
Another officer grabbed Johnny and to Devi's surprise he made no moves to harm anyone. He didn't even flinch as the officer shoved him and Devi into the same car seat.
"Johnny, is your head alright?" Devi asked.
"Yeah, whatever." he answered.
They rode the rest of the way to the police station without talking, the only sound coming from the police car was the radio playing a slow rock song that put them all at ease.