Chapter 4 is almost done so I figured I may as well post this one now. One of my personal favourite chapters so far. Enjoy it everyone.
Rex pulled up at a luxury apartment building. As he approached the door, he was stopped by a man.
"Name and purpose."
"Rex Solas. Here to sell."
"Solas? One moment."
The man walked over to an intercom and whispered something Rex couldn't decipher. After a moment he walked back.
"Solas. Right this way."
The man stepped aside and Rex walked into the building.
Upon rising to the penthouse suite, Rex stepped into a caged off room. Two men were there. One forced him against the wall while another searched him.
Once given the all clear, despite his weapon being taken from him, Rex walked into a room with pounding music. There were blood stains all around and women dancing in cages. Sitting at the couch with a cigarette in his mouth was Smile. One of Two chins distributors. Known for his extravagance and for selling some of the most potent drugs north of the border. Rex liked him. They'd been friends since they were young, and it was Smile that introduced Rex to the drug game.
"Rex! Ah, come here. Sit down. Grab a beer, cigarette, joint, whatever suits you."
"No thanks Smile. I'm working right now, gotta stay sober. Nice place you got, though."
"Ah, thank you friend. This life treats me well, you know what I mean? I got my girls, all the drugs and drinks I could ever want, and enough money to do whatever I want! So, what is it you came here for?"
"Well Smile, I got about a pound of meth and about ten grams of coke. Looking to sell. I just need this shit gone."
"Ah, of course. Your meth sells faster than $10 pussy in Taiwan. How much were you after?"
"30 large for the pound, 75 per gram for the coke."
"30 large? Ay, no problem my boy. Hey! Putos, gonza, 30."
The two men who searched Rex came out of the cage and started taking money from a large safe. They took small breaks every now and again to talk to each other in Spanish before continuing with their allocated task. Finally, one of them grabbed a bag and the other placed the money inside. As one carried the bag over to Rex, Smile cut open the bag and crushed up the meth before making a line and snorting it off the table.
"Jesus... Hell yeah! Fuck, Rex, man, you gotta bring me more man. You cook the best fucking crystal I have ever fucking had. Hey, Gonza, get over here."
One of the men walked toward Smile with a firm look in his eyes. "Yes boss?"
"Hey, Gonza, you work hard. You deserve a treat. Come here, come here. Take a line, you've earned it."
"Oh, thanks boss. I appreciate it."
As Gonza bent down to start snorting a line of meth, Smile smashed his head through the glass table.
"YOU'D DO THAT? YOUR DEAR OLD BOSS OFFERS YOU A LINE, AND YOU ACCEPT? YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU WERE ABOUT TO JUST SHOVE UP YOUR FUCKING NOSE? YOU WANT A BUMP, YOU PAY FOR IT, YOU HEAR ME BITCH?"
Rex recoiled in horror as Smile continued to shout at Gonza. The girls dancing in the cages stopped and stared at the two. Finally, after a long time, Smile finished, and Gonza began to get up.
"Oh, hey, buddy, you're awake. Had a nasty fall there. Hey, look, no problem. Just get up, alright?" Smile said in a soothing voice.
Gonza put one arm on the leg of the coffee table and began to pull himself up.
"That's it buddy, that's it. Just relax. Come here, come on."
As Gonza began to stand, still leaning on the table, Smile grabbed his collar and pulled him up close to him.
"Gonza. Gonza, listen. You are fucking nothing. If you died, you wouldn't be missed. Nobody would fucking know if you died, and nobody fucking cares. Your cousin, right there, he wouldn't stop me. Look, Gonza, I'll prove it, right fucking now. Come on. We're gonna go for a walk, you and me."
Smile and Gonza walked over to the corner of the room, where a fountain was spraying water.
"Gonza. Look at yourself. Go on, look. You see your reflection? Do you?"
Gonza made a groan and a half nod.
"Gonza, look, that was very rude. You should know to treat your superiors better than that."
Smile threw Gonza on to the floor and began to beat him furiously.
"YOU RESPECT ME! DO IT! ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION! DO YOU SEE YOUR REFLECTION IN THE WATER? FUCKING ANSWER ME YOU TRASH!"
Gonza, face bloodied, nodded and made a feeble 'yes' in response to Smiles question.
"That's good. Now, when I look at you, I see a fucking worthless piece of trash. Muscle that's dispensable. I could get another you just by going down to the gym and hiring the first steroid junkie I see. You mean nothing to me. Now, what do you see when you look at yourself?"
Instead of answering, Gonza turned to look at the other man, fear in his eyes.
"Help." He whimpered.
"Oh, you fucking idiot. You don't whimper for help. You cry for help! Go on. Cry for help. See if anyone comes."
Gonza was silent.
"Nothing? Shame. Seems you lost all will to cry. Well, lets see if anyone will miss you."
Smile then shoved Gonzas head into the fountain, holding there as he struggled. Rex lept up to try to stop him but the other man put out his arm and stopped him, shaking his head. Smile continued to yell at Gonza as he held his head down.
"YOU FUCKING RESPECT ME BITCH! YOU ARE NOTHING! YOU HEAR ME MOTHERFUCKER? DO YOU?"
After a short time, Gonza stopped moving. Smile got up and sat down in front of Rex.
"I apologise Rex. I do. Some people don't know their place."
He sniffed, bringing the rest of the meth that lay dormant in his nostril into his body.
"Now, is that all for today?"
"Um… Yeah. Yeah that's it."
"Alright. Hey, bitch boy, bring our guest his money."
The man in the corner brought the sack over to Rex and then went over to Gonza slowly.
"Alright Rex. See you next time."
As Rex got up, Smile turned around to see the other man mourning over Gonza's body.
"Hey! Little punk ass bitch! Get rid of the body."
"But Smile, boss, he was my cousin. I have to mourn him. It's the traditional family way."
"I don't give a fuck about your family traditions. And you didn't do shit to stop me, so you clearly didn't care about him. Now, get rid of the fucking body before you join him and I have to get two new fucking meatheads to replace you."
The man looked sorry for his actions as he picked up Gonza's body and began to move it toward the back room. Smile followed close behind. Rex took this as his opportunity to leave for his car and head back to Two chin.
Alright chums, thats it for now. Have an alright day faggot.