Chapter 21
The Heist
Part One
Rating - T/M ( due to strong language and violence)
Disclaimer: I do not own Hollyoaks or any of it's characters except OCs and Ideas
Evissa Salon
Wednesday 2nd January 2007
12:00 am
Warren Fox stood in front of Louise brandishing a gun in front of her. He stared at her up and down and kept the gun aimed firmly at her, not blinking for a second. He concentrated on her face, looking at every tiny detail on her face. Just staring. Cold. Hard.
Louise stared back at Warren, looking deep into his cold eyes, trying to suppress the fear inside her. On the surface, she was calm and composed, but inside, she was scared to death about what might happen to her. She looked at the gun pointing at her and she kept her eyes firmly on Warren. From the corner of her eye, she could see the other girls in the room, staring in horror at Warren...
Louise watched carefully, keeping her focus mostly on Warren, but half on the others in the room. Mel was stood motionless by the desk and Louise could see her making her way towards the telephone...
She caught Mel's attention and she shook her head at Mel. The last thing they needed was the Police here... She could handle Warren by herself...
Warren's eyes flickered and he saw Mel hovering over the telephone, just waiting for the right moment to call for help...
"NOBODY MOVE!" threatened Warren, pointing the gun at each of the girls. "OR SOMEONE WILL GET HURT! DON'T CALL THE POLICE OTHERWISE LOUISE IS HISTORY!"
Mel moved away from the telephone and stared at Louise, who was still watching Warren. Sophie was watching her sister from the nail bar: her eyes flickering from Mel to Warren to Louise. Mercedes was staring in dumb shock at Warren and Louise and continued staring, not knowing what else to do...
Zoe was trembling in her seat, scared of what might happen to them all. She tried to stop herself from shaking, but tried to keep her eyes on Warren, watching his every move, preparing herself for the worse...
Marie's eyes flickered around the room as the tension around them increased. She looked at the door, which Warren was stood in front of and she looked at the window. Nobody was walking past. Nobody could see them. They were all alone in the room with him...And that's what scared them the most. The fear of not knowing...
Louise swallowed hard and she stared back at Warren. "Warren. Listen to me, carefully. Put. The. Gun Down. We can talk rationally like adults..."
Warren started to laugh coldly. "Rationally? RATIONALLY?! Like how you rationally decide to TRICK ME into signing myself out of the business???!!! You think that would really work, did you??"
Louise felt her nerves rip to shreds. "Look...I-I...should have talked to you..."
"No excuses, Louise!" spat Warren. "You pretend your all sweet and innocent, but really, you're just a scheming bitch! You act as if butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, but really, you're just as bad as me..."
Louise shook her head and held back the tears in her eyes. "No-one can be as bad as you..."
Warren moved closer to Louise, holding the gun firmly in his hand. "Well...we'll see about that, shall we??"
He turned to the other girls and pointed the gun at each girl.
"Right! ON THE FLOOR, NOW!" barked Warren.
"W-what are you doing?" asked Louise, shakily.
Warren smiled at Louise, bitterly. "Teaching you a lesson you will never forget. ON THE FLOOR! ALL OF YOU!"
The girls all stared at each other and stared back at Louise who was moving slowly towards the middle of the salon floor. Warren held the gun firmly in his hand and he gestured to the floor with his gun. He turned his head and the girls flinted in fear...
"DO YOU WANT ME TO KILL YOU ALL NOW?!!?" screamed Warren. "I SUGGEST YOU GET ON THE FUCKING FLOOR IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!!"
The girls made their way to the floor slowly and one by one kneeled on the floor as Warren commanded. They all avoided Warren as they crouched down on the floor
"Do. Not. Move. Stay. Where. You. Are." threatened Warren. "Do. Not. Make. Any. Noise. Otherwise. You're. All. Dead. Understand?"
The girls nodded and watched as Warren moved over to the door. He shut the blinds on the door and reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver key and locked the door tight. He reached up and bolted the top bolt at the top of the door and on the bottom of the door. He chained the door and rattled the door to see if it was locked securely.
He moved over to the nail bar and dragged along two chairs and barricaded the door with them. He then closed the blinds for the main salon window and dragged the nail bar tables over by the blinds to barricade the window...
The girls watched from the floor as he made sure that no one could look in on them. The anxiety and fear between them grew as they feared over what Warren might do next...
Warren moved away from the window and he held the gun firmly in his hand, ready to use at any moment... He walked over to the desk and pulled out a sports bag. Inside, he pulled out some rope and duck-tape. He zipped the bag back up again...
He grabbed the rope and duck tape and walked over to Louise, who was looking up at him. The fear in her eyes was beginning to show and she felt as if she couldn't fight the battle to hide her emotions any more...
"You're first." smiled Warren, icily down at Louise.
He crouched down and grabbed Louise's arms and yanked them forcefully behind her back, making her wince with pain. He began to tie her hands together and Louise felt as if her shoulders were being stretched.
"Why are you doing this?? These girls don't deserve to be tied up! Just deal with me, but let the girls go!" cried Louise.
"THIS IS THE ONLY WAY!" spat Warren and he began tying Louise's feet together with rope.
Louise started to quiver as Warren touched her as he tied the rope together." Warren, look, I know you're angry, but taking it out like this isn't going to help!!"
"You don't understand, do you? This isn't just about the business!!!" snarled Warren. "I need you to notice me and if this is the only way to get your attention, then so be it..."
Louise started to sob. "Are...you...going...to...kill...us?"
The girls looked at Louise and then looked at Warren, waiting for an answer.
Warren stop tying Louise up and gave her an evil smile. "If you're good, then you live...If you're bad...then, well, you can guess what might happen to you..."
Louise shuddered and she looked down at herself. The rope restricted Louise from making much movement and she felt the rope itch against her skin...
Warren moved over to Sophie, who was the closest next to Louise. He grabbed more rope and pulled Sophie's arms behind her back...
"Oww!" cried Sophie in pain.
"Don't make a noise, Blondie, or you will be next..." hissed Warren in Sophie's ear.
"Why do all this, Warren?" asked Mercedes.
Warren his head to face Mercedes, who was sitting opposite Sophie. She stared back at Warren, with disgust in her eyes.
"Why don't get it all over with and just shoot our brains out??" questioned Mercedes. "It would be a lot quicker for you and you'd get the twisted satisfaction that you want..."
Warren laughed cynically. "You'll never understand, McQueen. If you make a statement in life, you don't just do a quick slapdash job in and out. You have to take time to get the real desired effects of what you want..."
Warren tied the last knot of Sophie's robes and moved onto Mel was sitting.
"Shame..." laughed Warren, cruelly. "Such a pretty waste..."
Mel shook her head. "You're a psycho, that's what you are!"
"Psycho to some, genius to others...I just can't seem to please everyone..." sighed Warren as he began to tie Mel up.
"Is this one of your drug-infused concocted schemes that you came up with whilst high on cocaine?" hissed Mel, as she stared up at Warren.
Warren grabbed Mel's wrists and moved up close to her, so that their faces where almost touching.
"You can talk...being an addict yourself..." spat Warren. "Not necessarily to drugs, but who knows when it's Melanie Burton!"
Mel closed her eyes at the sound of her own name and felt the rage inside her build up...
Zoe was sitting next to Mel and watched as Warren finished tying up Mel. He walked over to Zoe and he crouched down to her level. He stared at her face and she turned her head away, trying to avoid looking at him...She didn't really know who he was, but she could tell that he meant business...
"A newbie, I see..." smirked Warren. "What's your name, then?"
"Z-zoe..." replied Zoe, shakily.
Warren looked at her up and down. "Well, it seems that you picked the wrong day to get your little nails done, hasn't it?"
Zoe nodded and a tear escaped from her eye. She looked down and saw the gun, which was poking out of Warren's trouser pocket. She stared at it, fearing it...
Warren fastened the knots tightly on Zoe's hand and she felt the rope dig into her skin: the fibers irritating her pale skin, making it turn red. He started on her feet and she felt the rope tighten around her ankles and slow down the blood circulation in her feet...
Marie was sitting near to Zoe and she stared at Warren, knowing that she would be next. Questions raced through her head and she tried to dim them out to focus on what was happening around her...
She stared at Warren as he walked over to her, carrying the brown rope in his hands. He flashed her an evil grin and she stared up at him, with hatred and fear in her face...
"The new beautician...Shame we didn't get to know each other better..." said Warren and he brushed his grubby finger over Marie's cheek, causing her to flinch. She felt repulsed by him and it felt like standing next to a ticking time bomb: you didn't know when it was going to go off...
"So, what are you gonna do to us then?" asked Mercedes, as Warren finished tying Marie up.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out..." hissed Warren. "But everything I do, depends on Louise..."
"What do you mean?" cried Louise, as she stared at Warren in horror.
"Didn't you guess earlier?!" smirked Warren. "This is all for YOU, Louise! ALL FOR YOU!!"
Louise started to cry. "Look, if you want me to put you back in the business, then I will, but PLEASE let us go!! I-I'll get a new contract for you! We can pretend it never happened!!"
"TOO LATE, LOUISE!" barked Warren. "BECAUSE OF YOU, THESE GIRLS COULD DIE!! EVERYONE WILL BLAME YOU, YOU KNOW!"
Louise sobbed as Warren walked over to Mercedes, who stared at him, disgusted.
"McQueen. Enough said." laughed Warren.
Mercedes shook her head. "You bastard!"
Mercedes curled up her fist and she punched Warren in the face, causing him to fall back. The others stared back in shock, fearing how he'd react...
Warren grabbed Mercedes' neck and tightened his grip on her neck and raised his gun up to her temple. Mercedes began to wriggle and started to cough and gasped for air. The other girls began to scream as Warren stared menacingly into Mercedes' face...
"DON'T HURT HER, WARREN!" cried Louise.
"NO MORE FUNNY BUSINESS OTHERWISE YOU'RE DEAD!! UNDERSTAND?!" barked Warren.
Mercedes nodded and Warren let go of her, leaving her gasping for air. He grabbed the duck-tape sitting beside him and tore a strip off. He held Mercedes' head and placed the duck-tape over her mouth.
"No more vocal-outbursts from you!" smirked Warren, as he tied Mercedes' hands together.
"See, the thing is Louise, you've never really cared about other people, have you? You never realise the consequences of your actions...By signing away my half of the business, you've ensured four innocent lives are in danger..."
"This is not my fault..." sobbed Louise.
"Because nothing's your fault, is it?!" laughed Warren, manically.
He stood up in the middle of the girls and looked around, looking at each girl one by one. Louise. Sophie. Mel. Zoe. Marie. Mercedes.
Warren clasped his hands together. "There. That's more like it..."
He walked over to his bag near the door and unzipped it, pulling out a knife, gleaming in the sunlight. He walked over to Louise, holding the knife in one hand. The girls started to scream again and Louise stared up at Warren with her tear-stricken eyes.
"SHUT UP OTHERWISE YOU'RE DEAD!" shouted Warren. "THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND LOUISE!"
He kneeled down to Louise on the floor and Louise tried to squirm away: with tears streaming down her face...
"Do you remember that summer in Ibiza, Louise?" asked Warren, looking at the knife in his hand.
Louise shook her head, with even more tears running down her cheeks.
"LIAR!" screamed Warren and he pulled the knife and held it against Louise's cheeks. Louise sobbed to herself and the fear inside her had taken her over...
"OF COURSE YOU REMEMBER IT!" spat Warren. "TELL THE TRUTH!"
Louise looked back at Warren and nodded her head.
"Do you remember how we first met?" asked Warren, calmly lowering the knife." You were at the bar in that purple skirt of yours and you were drinking Sangria's...I'll never forget how you looked that night..."
"What do you want?" sobbed Louise. "Is it money?? I have the key to the vault and y-you can take all the cash you want..."
Warren moved closer towards Louise until their faces were almost touching." I DON'T WANT MONEY! I WANT YOU!"
Louise started to cry out loud and she moved her head away from Warren.
Warren put both hands on Louise's face. "I love you, Louise! I always have loved you! Ever since the day we met, I have always loved you...You're everything I think about. Day and Night. When I think about that clown of a husband Sean and how he treated you so badly, I just scream..."
"Sean was not a clown! I loved him! He treated me a hell of a lot better than you ever will!!" said Louise, harshly.
"YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT SEAN! YOU USED HIM FOR HIS MONEY!! HE NEVER LOVED YOU AT ALL!" shouted Warren. "I COULD TREAT YOU BETTER!"
Louise looked up at Warren, with red eyes. "...We...can...be..together...you, know...If you...let us go, then we can get away...Move away from Hollyoaks and go back to Ibiza...Just how it should be..."
"NO!" spat Warren and he held the knife up to Louise's face again. "YOU'RE JUST SAYING THAT TO GET ME TO LET YOU GO!! THIS IS THE ONLY WAY TO BE TOGETHER!"
"LET THE OTHERS GO! THEY DON'T DESERVE TO BE HERE!" cried Louise.
"THEY KNOW TOO MUCH!!" shouted Warren. "NOW, ANSWER THIS: DO YOU LOVE ME?"
Louise looked up at Warren and stared at him. She closed her eyes and turned her head away. Warren grabbed her face and brought it closer to his.
"DO YOU LOVE ME?!" screamed Warren.
"NO! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU!" screamed Louise.
Warren shoved her head violently back and left Louise crying on the floor. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and Warren stared nervously at the door...
"Who is it?!" said Warren, quietly, staring at the girls on the floor.
"...M-Mrs. Bradley...She has an appointment at 1:45..." said Louise, shakily.
"Don't. Make. A. Noise." spat Warren, quietly and he stared directly at Mel.
"Hello?" came a voice from outside. "Is anyone there?"
Warren crouched down on the floor and stared at the door, hoping for the women to go away...
They heard footsteps outside and the women walked away from the salon, disappearing back into the village...
Warren sighed and picked up his gun and knife again.
"We cannot take anymore chances." sighed Warren. "Nobody make a move or a sound, OR ELSE!"
He pulled up a spare chair and sat down on it: he was now in the centre between all of the girls and he held up his gun and just sat there...
Waiting...
Just waiting...
HCC Residents Hall
2:00 pm
"I don't know about you, but I am bloody starving!" announced Kris, who was sitting down on the sofa, flicking through TV channels...
"What's in the fridge?" asked Jessica, who was listening to her iPod and flicking through an OK! magazine.
The students were gathered in the lounge and were taking advantage of the afternoon without any lectures to go too...
Kris was sat on the sofa, trying to see if there was anything on to watch, while Jessica was submerging herself into the world of celebrities. Will was sat reading a book while Joe was in his room...
Olivia sighed and got up from the sofa and made her way towards the kitchen in her fluffy pink slippers and opened the fridge and revealed it's bare contents. She sighed and she pushed past the milk, to find an old orange and a bit of old mouldy cheese in the back of the fridge. She looked in the freezer box, only to find a tub of Ice Cream and some stale Fish Fingers...
"Well, unless you count Ben and Jerry's as food, then no, we have nothing..." sighed Olivia.
"What about the cupboards? I thought I saw a tin of Macaroni Cheese the last time I looked..." asked Will.
Olivia opened the top cupboard above her and pulled out a box of teabags and nothing else.
She shook her head. "Nope. Nothing."
"No Pot Noodle? Or even Bread??" asked Kris, with anticipation.
Olivia shook her head. "We could always order take-out pizza..."
"What a great idea! Ooo, I fancy a Hawaiian Pizza! Now, that's the best pizza topping!" grinned Kris.
Jess shook her head. "No way! I prefer a plain Cheese Pizza!"
"What an interesting life you must lead!" laughed Kris, sarcastically.
Jess rolled her eyes and continued to read her magazine.
Will put down his book. "Hang on, doesn't the pizza place only open at 5?"
"Damnit! Why can't things be open when you need it!!" sighed Kris.
"Where's Zoe gone?" asked Will, picking his book up again.
"She's at Evissa having a pamper session, using the vouchers I bought her for Christmas!" smiled Jessica.
Kris frowned. "Zoe?? In a salon?? When does Zoe ever go to salons??"
Olivia flopped back onto the sofa again. "She's got a date with Joe tonight..."
"Ah...Why all the effort though? I mean, it's only Joe!" laughed Kris.
"Thanks, mate!" said Joe, sarcastically as he entered the room.
Will stared at Joe as he entered the room and instantly got back to his book. Joe looked around and flopped down on the sofa, next to Olivia.
"Hello everyone..." smiled Joe, yawning.
"Good Morning, Joe or should I say, Good Afternoon?" laughed Kris. "Lazy boys, honestly..."
"Hey! A man needs his sleep to prepare him for the day!" smiled Joe. "God, I'm hungry...What's there to eat?"
"Nothing. Some of us, haven't been shopping..." said Jess, staring directly at Kris.
"Would it kill you to do the shopping once in a while?" asked Kris, turning to face Jess.
"I do the laundry...sometimes!" protested Jess.
"What about take-out?" asked Joe, staring at the pizza menu next to him...
"Not open." sighed Olivia, filing her nails.
"Well, how about I go down to Il Gnosh and pick up a pizza?" suggested Joe.
"Yes!! Thank-you!!" smiled Olivia.
"Thank God for Joe!" laughed Kris.
"I suggest we all get a Margherita to avoid any squabbles..." smiled Joe, looking directly at Kris and Jess...
"What? Why are you looking at me? She starts them!" protested Kris, pointing to Jess.
Jess folded her arms. "I do not!"
"I need to go and pick Zoe up afterwards anyway..." said Joe, getting up.
"Getting serious now, is it?" smiled Olivia.
"Wait and see..." smiled Joe and he grabbed his coat and left the room...
Il Gnosh
2.30 pm
Tony Hutchinson smiled politely to the couple at the table as he handed over the menus to the them and walked over to the counter and looked around the restaurant. It was quite busy as usual, but it was nothing Tony couldn't handle.
He yawned to himself and leaned back against the wall, hoping for his tiredness to go away...
"What's the matter, Tony?" asked O.B as he came out through the kitchen. "Too many late nights with Jacqui McQueen?"
"No..." sighed Tony. "Just tired. Rushed off my feet twenty-four seven..."
"Ah, well. Nearly the end of the week..." sighed Dom, appearing from out of the kitchen, with no more cooking to do...
"The Christmas Rush is over...And now we are left with the boring reality of life..." sighed Tony and he smoothed down the creases in his chef's jacket.
O.B rolled his eyes. "It's only boring if you make it boring.."
"Why don't you go on holiday or something? Take your mind off things...You could go with Jacqui!" suggested Dom, folding his arms.
"Jacqui is tagged, remember? If she leaves the country, then hell will break loose and she'll be back in prison before you could say 'Jail Bait'!" sighed Tony.
O.B smiled. "Hey, look on the bright side of life! At least you don't have any money worries or anything like that!"
"Yeah, you're right..." smiled Tony. "I will try and cheer up. Starting from now. A happier Tony."
"Thank God for that! You've been moping around the place like a wet weekend!" replied O.B.
"2007 seems set to be a good year..." said Tony, nodding to himself.
Dom nodded. "Well, let's hope so too..."
The door of Il Gnosh opened and a woman in her late forties walked into the restaurant with a dissatisfied look on her face. She began to walk up to the bar, nattering to herself. Dom disappeared back into the kitchen and Tony smiled at the woman as she came up to the counter and sat down at the bar.
"What can I get you?" smiled Tony, to the woman.
"A large gin and tonic, please." replied the woman. "I need one after all the traveling I have done today! Good for nothing Evissa..."
"Oh dear...Bad service?" asked Tony as he began to pour the woman a drink.
The woman sighed angrily. "Three weeks ago, I went to Evissa to get my nails done and I was very impressed by them, so I asked to have another nail appointment on Wednesday 2nd January at 1:45. When I just got there, I find that they were closed! Can you believe that? How can they close at a ridiculous time like that?!"
"Closed? Evissa don't close at 1:45!" laughed Tony.
The woman sighed again. "Well, when I got there, the blinds were drawn shut and the lights were turned off. Although on the door, the sign said it was Open. So, I tried the door, but it had been locked shut! But it was weird, because when I walking down to the salon, I heard voices coming from the salon, so I naturally assumed they were open!"
Tony turned to O.B, who was standing by the door to the kitchen. "Evissa doesn't close at 1:45, does it?"
O.B shook his head. "I don't think so, otherwise Marie would have finished by now...Why are you asking whether it had closed?"
Tony pointed to the woman at the bar. "This woman had an appointment booked and she went down to the salon and heard voices, but the blinds were drawn, the lights were off and the door was shut, but the sign said it was Open..."
"That's odd..." said O.B, looking up at Tony. "...Marie should still be at the salon if it was open...I'll try phoning her..."
O.B got out his mobile phone and began to scroll down for Marie's number...
Evissa Salon
2:40 pm
Marie was sat down on the ground, watching Warren as he sat in his chair in the middle of the room, watching the girls as they sat tied up on the floor. She looked up at him, with disgust and pure hatred...
She sighed to herself and winced as she tried to move her hands. The rope scraped past her skin every time she moved and imbedded into her skin further. Her main focus was on trying to wriggle her hands free out of the rope and she had managed to get one finger free from the rope. She continued to stare at Warren, trying to not look suspicious as she tried to set her hands free...
Marie sighed to herself and twisted her hands around, to try and ease the rope off her hands.
'What a fantastic start to 2007...First day back at work and you get taken hostage by a homicidal maniac...And life was going well for once!' thought Marie to herself.
She twisted her hands round again, but felt the burn of the rope as it brushed against her skin. She winced as it eroded her skin and she felt the will to be free slowly disappear with every move she made...
'Is he going to kill us?...What if I die today?...No, don't think about it...Just concentrate on getting your hands free...'
Marie looked around at the other girls near her. Louise had stopped sobbing, but was still crying silently to herself, trying to convince herself that it wasn't her fault. Sophie was looking worried and her eyes flickered to the window, hoping someone would rescue them... Mel was in a stony silence, just staring at Warren in pure anger, while Zoe looked like she was going to cry any moment now. Mercedes had the same angry expression Mel had, but she was staring at the floor, trying to avoid looking at Warren.
Marie felt the rope beginning to ease and she continued to twist her hands to be able to free her hand...
Warren was continuing to stare at Louise as she quietly cried to herself. He kept the gun propped up and pointed to the centre of the room. The knife was safely by his hand and Warren kept one of his hands over the knife: just in case he needed to use it...
Mel looked up at Warren and she broke the deadly silence.
"What do you want to achieve from this, Warren? A life behind bars? Reputation for being a murderer?"
Warren stared directly at Mel, with no sign of any feeling in his face.
"A chance to be recognised. To actually make my mark upon people..."
"You disgust me." said Mel, staring deep into his eyes.
Warren laughed, cynically."No what you were saying when you practically threw yourself on me a few months back..."
"Yeah, then I realised what a screwed up man you really were...I've already dealt with psycho men in the past, so you shouldn't be a problem!..." hissed Mel.
Warren pointed his gun at Mel and Mel felt her heart beat faster. "IS THAT A THREAT?!"
"DON'T KILL HER!" screamed Sophie, who was now becoming hysterical.
Marie stared in horror as she watched as Warren held the gun steadily, with his finger pulsing the trigger.
Warren looked at Mel and he put the gun down and got up off his chair and walked towards the window. Mel sighed to herself, relieved, but she held her hands together: trying to stop them from shaking...
Warren peeped out of the window: making sure no one was coming up to Evissa. He had checked that the people who lived around the area had gone out before he had gone into the Salon...
"...Are you... going to hold us in here all night?" asked Sophie, petrified off what Warren was going to say next.
"However long it takes..." said Warren, staring at the blinds. "All depends on Louise..."
Louise turned her head away and tried to console herself that it wasn't her fault...
Marie felt her hand become free and she became determined to get her hands free. She started wriggling furiously and she managed to get one hand free. She sighed to herself quietly with joy and she wriggled her fingers: trying to get some movement back into them. Her wrist throbbed from the rope burns and she felt the stinging pain of the red raw cuts as she flexed her hand behind her back.
Zoe watched and saw that Marie had got her hand free. She stared in amazement and she stared at Marie: hoping she would free her...
"You women will never learn, will you?" sighed Warren to himself as he stared at the blinds. "You take everything you want and you never think about how it effects others around you..."
Suddenly, Marie felt something vibrating in her pocket. In shock, she kept deadly still and her hand reached into the side pocket of her jacket and she pulled out her mobile phone very slowly. She looked at Warren, who was still staring at the blinds.
Marie glanced down at her mobile phone screen and saw she had 2 missed calls. The phone started to vibrate again and it was O.B calling...
Marie quickly pushed the 'Accept' button and she turned her head slowly away to the side...
"You see, Louise. You never really took notice of me, did you?? You just dismissed me and thought you were better than me, didn't you?! You never really understood how much I care for you..." spat Warren.
"Hello?" whispered Marie quietly into her phone.
"Marie! Finally!" came the voice of O.B from her phone. "I've been trying to reach you for ages now! Sorry, did I interrupt you?"
Marie sighed to herself: grateful to hear his voice again. "No, it's okay..."
"Are you still at Evissa still 'cause this woman is saying it's closed?" asked O.B.
Marie's eyes quickly flickered to see Warren shouting at a shaken Louise, who was sobbing again. Mel stared at Marie as she saw Marie's phone and she was trying to mouth something to Marie...
"Listen..." whispered Marie. "I need you to get help. We are in trouble. Get help now, as soon as you can!"
"Sorry?" replied O.B. "I can't hear you. You're breaking up!"
"Call. The. Police." whispered Marie, getting louder. "Warren. Is. Holding. Us. Hostage!"
Warren turned his head and his eye's flickered towards Marie and her eyes caught his and Marie looked like a deer caught in headlights...
"What did you say?? Something about calling someone?? Is someone shouting or something?" replied O.B.
Warren stormed over to Marie and he turned her head violently and grabbed the phone off her. Louise screamed as he threw the phone across the room and it smashed into pieces.
"YOU SCHEMING BITCH!" screeched Warren and he grabbed Marie's arm, twisting it back, making Marie cry out in pain. "YOU'VE CALLED THE POLICE, HAVEN'T YOU?!"
"No...I-I swear!" cried Marie.
Warren shook his head. "LIAR!"
"The p-phone just started ringing! I just picked it up!" stammered Marie, with tears streaming down her cheeks as Warren twisted her arm further backwards.
"It's true!" said Zoe, piping in. "She wasn't calling the Police!"
"DID I ASK FOR YOUR OPINION!?" shouted Warren, at Zoe and he turned his head back to facing Marie.
Warren stared at Marie, who was crying in fear for her life.
"DO YOU DELIBERATLY DISOBEY ME?!" shouted Warren and he got out his gun and held it gun to Marie's head.
Marie started to cry harder as he twisted her arm even more. "NO!" she cried out.
"WARREN, STOP THIS NOW!" cried Louise.
Warren looked at Louise and yanked Marie's arm backwards and he tied the rope back over her hands again.
Warren stood up and walked over to Louise.
"LOOK, GET IT OVER WITH NOW! KILL ME! YOU CAN HAVE ME ALWAYS THEN!" cried Louise, hysterically. "LET THE OTHERS GO! JUST KILL ME!"
"NO!" barked Warren. "THAT WOULD BE TOO EASY!"
Louise started to cry harder and covered her face in her hands.
"WHY, WARREN, WHY??!" sobbed Louise.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND YOU BETRAYED ME! YOU TOSSED ME OUT!" cried Warren, with tears in his own eyes. "AND YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR IT! AND IF IT MEANS BY KILLING YOUR WORKERS AND CUSTOMERS IN FRONT OF YOU, THEN SO BE IT!!"
Hollyoaks Village
2 hours later...
Joe Spencer cheerily walked along the pavement, with a permanent smile tattooed on his face. He smiled at everyone who walked past him. His mood couldn't be better and he was finally moving up in life. With a full stomach full of pizza, he was now ready to go and pick up Zoe from the salon...
He had changed into his smart navy shirt and dark jeans and was planning to surprise Zoe by going to the salon. He strolled down the pavement, brimming with enthusiasm and confidence...
'This will surprise Zoe...' thought Joe to himself. '..One good deed a day. A new Joe Spencer! New Year's Resolution Number 1: Be More Spontaneous! Well, this is a spontaneous act! I will be Boyfriend Of The Year!'
He strolled down past Il Gnosh and Drive n' Buy and began to walk down towards Evissa. He shivered slightly at the cold, but shrugged it off and carried on walking. The street leading down to Evissa was quiet and there was hardly any noise as he walked down the street...
He started to walk quicker as he eagerness to get to Zoe grew. As he walked further down the street, he began to see Evissa in the distance. He quickened his walking pace and the outline of Evissa became clearer...
As he walked further down the street, he saw that the blinds of Evissa had been shut and it looked like the lights had been turned off. Puzzled, he continued to walk down the road and he stared at Evissa as he walked down.
Joe had got past the brick wall steps and was close to the front entrance of Evissa. He started to slow down as he walked up to the salon and he stared at Evissa in curiosity. He stopped as he heard noises coming from the salon...
Shouting...
Screams...
And then he heard a sound that shook him down to the core...
...A gun shot...
Joe stared at the salon in horror as he realised what was going on and he began to run back down the main street to find help. He ran as far as his feet could take him and he felt the wind brush past him as he raced towards the main pavilion of Hollyoaks...
He saw Il Gnosh and he began to race towards it. His heart was beating faster than ever and he felt more terrified than ever. Images of Zoe in trouble were flashing in his mind and that made him even more scared...
He pushed past some people as he headed up towards the main doors of Il Gnosh and he pulled the doors wide open...
He ran inside and the diners stared at him as he bumped into a waitress and clambered past the tables. He dodged the chairs as he made his way through the restaurant.
"HELP!" called Joe, as he ran up to the counter.
"Are you okay, Joe?" asked O.B, as Joe started panting for air.
Tony and Dom reappeared from the kitchen and stared as they saw Joe, leaning against the counter, out of breath.
"What's going on?" asked Tony, as he stared at Joe.
Joe panted for breath. "HELP!... NOW!"
"You look terrible!" remarked Tony and he came out from the counter and walked over to Joe. "Calm down! What's wrong?"
"TROUBLE!...SHOT!" shouted Joe. The other diners stared at Joe in curiosity and they stared to whisper to one another.
Russ Owen who was sitting at one of the tables, stared at Joe, with a concerned look on his face.
Tony looked at Joe up and down. "Trouble? Where?? You've been shot??"
"GIRLS IN TROUBLE! GUNSHOT!" panted Joe.
"What girls?? Are you sure you haven't imagined this??" asked Tony, as he looked at Joe.
Dom shook his head. "We haven't heard any gunshots..."
"SCREAMS! GIRLS IN SALON IN TROUBLE! THERE WAS SHOUTING AND EVERYTHING AND A GUNSHOT!!"
"How do you know this??" asked Dom.
"There's trouble at the salon??" questioned O.B as he looked at Joe.
"WINDOWS BOARDED UP AND EVERYTHING!" added Joe. "ZOE IS IN THERE! THERE WAS A MAN SHOUTING AND SCREAMS AND THEN A GUNSHOT!!"
"I knew I heard shouting in the background when I called earlier, but I didn't think anything of it!!" said O.B, concerned.
"Wait? There's trouble at the salon???!" asked Russ. "Sophie is working there today!"
Tony's eyes widened. "That's why the woman thought it was closed!!"
"WHAT ARE YOU ALL WAITING FOR?!" shouted Joe. "WE HAVE TO HELP!"
Tony, Dom, Russ, O.B and most of the diners started to follow Joe out of the door and
Tina McQueen was walking up to Il Gnosh and she immediately spotted Dom walking out of Il Gnosh. She smiled at him and began to follow him.
"Dom! I was just about to come in!" smiled Tina. She stared at the people following Joe. "Where are you all going?"
"There's trouble at the salon, so we're all going down to see what the problem is..." stated Dom.
Tina looked up at Dom. "But my sister is in there!"
"Come on, we'll go and see...I'm sure it's nothing..." said Dom, putting a protective arm around Tina...
Evissa Salon
4:55 pm
Warren sat on the chair in the middle of the salon, holding the gun firmly in his hand and staring at Louise, who had stopped crying. The other girls stared at Warren: nervous and scared of what he was going to do. Louise was looking at the ground, closing her red puffy eyes and thinking about the chaos around her. Sophie was looking around, scared stiff of what Warren might do next and secretly hoping for someone to rescue them. Mel was trying to undo her hands secretly and she had almost got her hands free. Zoe was staring at the window, wishing she had never come to the salon today. Marie was feeling the pain of her twisted arm but felt helpless as she couldn't undo her hands again, while Mercedes was thinking about a plan of escape...
Warren caressed the gun in his hand and he kept his eye on each and every girl in the room. He had no specific plan and he was trying to think of his next move...
Mel sighed. "What do you plan to do now, Warren? 'Cause I have seen better hostages in kiddy's plays..."
"ONE MORE WORD AND YOU'LL END UP WITH THE DUCK-TAPE!" shouted Warren.
He got up off his stool and he pulled out his knife and walked towards Louise. Louise stared up at Warren as he walked towards her and she felt the fear inside her re-ignite...
"We are going to play a game..." stated Warren, walking around Louise. "A simple game where if you get the question right, then you remain unharmed...but if you get the question wrong, then...consequences will follow..."
He flashed Louise his knife and it gleamed from the streams of daylight coming from the short slits in the blinds. Louise stared at the knife in bewilderment and she followed Warren with her eyes.
Warren crouched down to Louise and he stared directly at her face.
"First question..." sneered Warren as he stared at Louise. "Louise...do you honestly think that you could get away from me?"
Louise stared up at Warren and she was about to nod her head, but instead shook it. "It would have at least cut my ties from you..."
Warren twirled the knife in his hand and looked up at Louise again. "Second question...Did you really love Sean?"
Louise stared up at Warren, silent and remorseful. "I did...and deep down, I still have some feeling for him..."
Warren nodded and exhaled heavily. "Third question...Did you think that I was just a quick holiday affair that you could just do to get back at Sean and then forget about it?"
Louise looked up at him. "I'm not answering that..."
Warren held the knife up to her face. "ANSWER ME!"
"NO! WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO ANSWER THAT?!" cried Louise.
Warren pushed the knife up to Louise's face and struck her face. Louise screamed and Warren pulled the knife away: leaving a deep cut on Louise's cheek...
"THAT IS WHY YOU SHOULD!" barked Warren, as blood slowly trickled down Louise's face. The other girls stared in horror and Louise began to cry again...
Mel felt her hands become loose and she slowly crawled across to Sophie and started to untie Sophie's ropes...
"NOW, TELL ME! TELL ME THE ANSWER OR I WILL GIVE YOU A MATCHING MARK ON YOUR OTHER CHEEK!" shouted Warren, with anger flaring up in his eyes...
Mel had untied Sophie's hands and feet and stood up slowly. She saw in a gap in the window that people were starting to walk up to the salon. A crowd of people...
Sophie crawled over to Zoe and began to help her untie her ropes...
Mel grabbed the vase from the table carefully and quietly and slowly walked up behind Warren...
"YES! I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A FLING! I DIDN'T REALISE WHAT A PYSCHOPATH YOU REALLY WERE!" screamed Louise.
Sophie had finished untying Zoe and they both made their way over to Marie and Mercedes, to help them get untied...
Warren grabbed the knife and slashed Louise's other cheek, making Louise scream again and cry out loud...
"YOU WHORE!" spat Warren at Louise. "YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A CHEAP AND NASTY LITTLE WHORE WHO THINK'S SHE CAN OVERPOWER ME!! BUT GUESS WHAT? NO-ONE CAN STOP ME NOW!"
"Oh yeah?" replied Mel.
Warren turned sharply to see Mel standing behind him. She grabbed the vase and hit Warren over the head with it, making Warren collapse to the floor and glass shards scattering all over the salon floor...
"Whose stopped you, now!" said Mel, as Warren lay on the floor...
The door handle of the salon began to twist and the noises of the people outside began to grow and their were shouts coming from outside...
Zoe was in the process of untying Marie and Mercedes. Sophie quickly raced to the door and started to move the chairs out of the way to get to the locks...
Mel quickly started to untie a shaky Louise, when suddenly Warren sat up and he punched Mel's face. Louise cried out and Mel fell to the floor. Warren quickly tried to find his knife, but it had been kicked over the other side of the room...
"Sophie???" called Russ from outside. "Are you in there??"
"YES!" Sophie, with tears in her eyes. "I'm here! I'm trying to get the door unlocked, but it's stuck!!"
"I'm so glad you're okay! What's happening in there??" asked Russ.
"It's Warren!" cried Sophie. "He's gone psycho! He tied us up and everything!...The door won't budge!"
Zoe raced to the door to help Sophie with the door. Zoe had untied Marie and Marie quickly went over to Louise and started to untie her ropes...
Warren quickly looked around frantically for his weapons, but they were no-where to be seen...
Mel sat up and she stood up and grabbed Warren from behind and punched him in the face. Warren pulled down Mel and began to hold her down, restraining her. He quickly noticed something shiny a few metres in front of him...
The gun...
Mel quickly spotted the gun too and they both began to scramble for the gun...
"The door won't open!" cried Zoe. "It needs a key!"
"ZOE!" cried Joe from the other end of the door. "YOU'RE ALIVE!"
"JOE!" cried Zoe and she began to cry. "The door won't open! We need your help!! Warren has a gun!"
"I'll do everything I can!" replied Joe and he started to help break down the door...
"RUSS!" called Sophie. "I just wanted to say that... -
Mel quickly thumped Warren in the stomach and began to crawl up to reach the gun...
Sophie sighed and began to cry. "Well, I know this sounds stupid but...
Warren sat up and quickly crawled up to Mel and he thumped her in the chest, leaving her clutching her chest on the ground...
He quickly reached his hand up to reach the gun...
"Whatever happens...I love you!" finished Sophie.
Marie finished untying Louise and she got up and both of them headed towards the door...
Warren quickly aimed the gun and he pulled the trigger...
BANG...
The girls began to scream as she dropped to the ground...
The people outside stood in horror as they heard the shot and the screams...
"YOU'VE KILLED HER!"
TO BE CONTINUED IN PART TWO…………..
END OF PART ONE
A/N: Hope you liked it! Sorry I haven't updated in ages - busy time with mocks and all! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW as I would LOVE to hear from you and what you think!
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