The ceremony was scarily empty, not even Dean showed for the funeral of Michelle Baker. He couldn't of course, Eggsy was bitterly reminded. Because he was locked up after being charged with the brutal murder of Michelle Baker. A handful of Michelle's old friends showed. Jamal and Ryan sat either side of him, a barrier. Besides that, it was Eggsy against the world.
After the vicar left the crematorium fell silent, the few friends walked out. Nodding their head in respect but no words were spoken. Out the door they went, along with Eggsy's composure. His head fell into his hands as he sobbed.
"It's alright mate, she's alright now," said Ryan. But it wasn't, this was the funeral of a woman Eggsy vowed he would save, but life was a clock and he was one second too late.
⁃ Six Months Later -
"Bruv', please calm down," Jamal pleaded from the bedroom doorway, Ryan peaking over his shoulder.
Eggsy was rushing around the three boys shared flat, a backpack in hand. He was stuffing clothes into the bag, a hysterical air surrounding him.
"He's gonna come in here and cut me into bits! He's gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me!" Eggsy cried tightening his grip on the bag. He ran in to the kitchen and grasped the wooden knife block. Wrenching a meat cleaver from it and wrapped a tea towel around the blade before shoving it too into the bag.
As Eggsy fled for the door but Ryan clothes lined him and held his shoulders firm, "call us when you get wherever the fuck your going." Eggsy gave the pair a grim smile, and then he was gone.
Jamal looked at Ryan in the silence of the flat, "how the fuck did he get out?"
Eggsy ran, parkouring over the concrete walls he ran. One instinct coursed through his body, i run i. Somehow Dean Baker was out, somehow, he was on the streets. i Friends in high places i Eggsy thought bitterly. It was at this point Eggsy made