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SUMMARY: Yes...well i can't do these....
NOTES: THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW, YOU'RE ALL PART OF THE STORY! THANKS. SPECIAL THANKS TO THUMPER FOR GIVING ME AN IDEA THAT WILL COME LATER ON :) AND ALSO KICH :)
Carlos was surrounded by his friends at his home. Deep inside he knew that they didn't believe him, but once the proof had been played they would all be apologising to him. This was his chance. Right now there was only him that could be counted on to save his friends. Jimmy arrived and muttered his hellos. Carlos approached the machine and sighed with satisfaction. It's now or never. Proudly he pressed the button and waited for the message to be played.
"You have no new messages."
Carlos' face fell as he heard the message. Once again he pressed the button, and the same message was played. Around him people starting whispering. They all thought he had gone mad, but he knew what he heard. Nobody said a word but secretly they had wanted it to be true.
"I'm not lying! Davis left a message! I'm telling you they're alive." Carlos yelled angrily punching the answering machine. Doc approached Carlos. This was going to be hard.
"It's ok Carlos...we can get you help."
The others all stood and stared at Carlos. They were all worried. They'd never known that Carlos had been so affected by the accident.
"Help!? Help! I don't need help! I'm telling you they are alive." Carlos yelled pushcing Doc out of the way violently. Kim and Alex gasped, this was so hard to watch. Carlos angrily stormed out of the room slamming the door as he went. Behind hima group of sad people stood, not able to move of speak. Doc brushed himself off and sadly walked back over to the group.
"I'm sorry guys."
"It's not your fault Doc." Jimmy whispered. Things just kept on getting worse and worse. They all stood for a few moments unsure of what to do. Not knowing what to say. This was the first time they'd all been together since the funeral...they had all hoped that it would've been under better circumstances. They always only seemed to be together when something was wrong. Now they were watching as another one of their friends disappeared. The door opened again and Carlos appeared even more angry than before.
"Get out of my house!" Carlos screamed angrily.
"Carlos...." Sully started to say, but Carlos shot him the look of death.
"Get out!"
"We cant leave you while you're like this." Doc said once again trying to comfort Carlos.
Carlos was about to yell again when the phone rang. The others stayed put in his apartment. Not really wanting to leave their friend, even if they were on duty. Carlos angirly stormed out of the room and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Carlos??? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Davis laughed. Carlos couldn't believe what he was hearing. It really was Davis. They were all wrong, he hadn't gone crazy.
"Carlos?"
"Yeah.. I can't believe its you...you're...."
"Dead." Davis finished the sentence.
"Yeah." Carlos replied. He looked back into the other room and noticed his friends staring at him. I'll show them he thought to himself. They'll be sorry.
"Hold on." He said to Davis. Angrily he headed back into the other room. He noticed a few of them looked frightened and began heading out the apartment.
"Stay there!" He yelled angirly.
"What?" Davis said into the phone.
"Not you Davis." Carlos said deliberately using his name. The others turned to face him.
"Stop doing this to yourself Carlos...to us." Faith cried.
"I'm not fucking making it up!" Carlos yelled at the top of his lungs. The girls all looked shock, they were all crying by now. Carlos pressed speaker on the phone. He hadn't meant to lose it like that, he was sick of people treating him like a psycho.
"Carlos." Doc said holding onto his friends shoudler.
"Carlos?" Davis said into the phone. They whole room went silent, there were gasps and more tears. Nobody knew what to do.
"I'm here."
"I can't talk long."
"What is it?" Carlos asked smiling to himself as he watched the people around him.
"We're in an old apartment somehwhere...there's a park behind us....that's all I know. But you have to get us out of here."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah...I'm doing ok.....did you tell Alex?"
"Yeah." Carlos replied turning to look at the blonde. She looked dazed. She has never looked so at peace. Then he looked at Faith and realised what she needed to here.
"Is Bosco there with you?"
"Not right now....I don't know where they took him." Davis said sounding a bit worried. Alex could tell that he was hiding something from them.
"Is he ok?"
"Yeah. He's Bosco." There were a few sniggers after this comment had been made.
"I have someone here who really wants to speak to you."
"Hold on a second!" Davis said hurriedly. The group all listened on anxiously. They heard a door open and then a banging sound, like something falling down the stairs. There was some evil laughter then the door slammed again.
"Davis" Carlos called into the phone. On the other end the could hear rustling.
"Shit!" Davis yelled as he saw Bosco. Bosco was covered with blood he wasn't moving. Davis was really scared.
"Bosco! Bosco! SHIT!" Davis yelled and then the phone went dead. The room went silent. Hope had been kept alive, how much longer would their friends be alive for?
SUMMARY: Yes...well i can't do these....
NOTES: THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW, YOU'RE ALL PART OF THE STORY! THANKS. SPECIAL THANKS TO THUMPER FOR GIVING ME AN IDEA THAT WILL COME LATER ON :) AND ALSO KICH :)
Carlos was surrounded by his friends at his home. Deep inside he knew that they didn't believe him, but once the proof had been played they would all be apologising to him. This was his chance. Right now there was only him that could be counted on to save his friends. Jimmy arrived and muttered his hellos. Carlos approached the machine and sighed with satisfaction. It's now or never. Proudly he pressed the button and waited for the message to be played.
"You have no new messages."
Carlos' face fell as he heard the message. Once again he pressed the button, and the same message was played. Around him people starting whispering. They all thought he had gone mad, but he knew what he heard. Nobody said a word but secretly they had wanted it to be true.
"I'm not lying! Davis left a message! I'm telling you they're alive." Carlos yelled angrily punching the answering machine. Doc approached Carlos. This was going to be hard.
"It's ok Carlos...we can get you help."
The others all stood and stared at Carlos. They were all worried. They'd never known that Carlos had been so affected by the accident.
"Help!? Help! I don't need help! I'm telling you they are alive." Carlos yelled pushcing Doc out of the way violently. Kim and Alex gasped, this was so hard to watch. Carlos angrily stormed out of the room slamming the door as he went. Behind hima group of sad people stood, not able to move of speak. Doc brushed himself off and sadly walked back over to the group.
"I'm sorry guys."
"It's not your fault Doc." Jimmy whispered. Things just kept on getting worse and worse. They all stood for a few moments unsure of what to do. Not knowing what to say. This was the first time they'd all been together since the funeral...they had all hoped that it would've been under better circumstances. They always only seemed to be together when something was wrong. Now they were watching as another one of their friends disappeared. The door opened again and Carlos appeared even more angry than before.
"Get out of my house!" Carlos screamed angrily.
"Carlos...." Sully started to say, but Carlos shot him the look of death.
"Get out!"
"We cant leave you while you're like this." Doc said once again trying to comfort Carlos.
Carlos was about to yell again when the phone rang. The others stayed put in his apartment. Not really wanting to leave their friend, even if they were on duty. Carlos angirly stormed out of the room and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Carlos??? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Davis laughed. Carlos couldn't believe what he was hearing. It really was Davis. They were all wrong, he hadn't gone crazy.
"Carlos?"
"Yeah.. I can't believe its you...you're...."
"Dead." Davis finished the sentence.
"Yeah." Carlos replied. He looked back into the other room and noticed his friends staring at him. I'll show them he thought to himself. They'll be sorry.
"Hold on." He said to Davis. Angrily he headed back into the other room. He noticed a few of them looked frightened and began heading out the apartment.
"Stay there!" He yelled angirly.
"What?" Davis said into the phone.
"Not you Davis." Carlos said deliberately using his name. The others turned to face him.
"Stop doing this to yourself Carlos...to us." Faith cried.
"I'm not fucking making it up!" Carlos yelled at the top of his lungs. The girls all looked shock, they were all crying by now. Carlos pressed speaker on the phone. He hadn't meant to lose it like that, he was sick of people treating him like a psycho.
"Carlos." Doc said holding onto his friends shoudler.
"Carlos?" Davis said into the phone. They whole room went silent, there were gasps and more tears. Nobody knew what to do.
"I'm here."
"I can't talk long."
"What is it?" Carlos asked smiling to himself as he watched the people around him.
"We're in an old apartment somehwhere...there's a park behind us....that's all I know. But you have to get us out of here."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah...I'm doing ok.....did you tell Alex?"
"Yeah." Carlos replied turning to look at the blonde. She looked dazed. She has never looked so at peace. Then he looked at Faith and realised what she needed to here.
"Is Bosco there with you?"
"Not right now....I don't know where they took him." Davis said sounding a bit worried. Alex could tell that he was hiding something from them.
"Is he ok?"
"Yeah. He's Bosco." There were a few sniggers after this comment had been made.
"I have someone here who really wants to speak to you."
"Hold on a second!" Davis said hurriedly. The group all listened on anxiously. They heard a door open and then a banging sound, like something falling down the stairs. There was some evil laughter then the door slammed again.
"Davis" Carlos called into the phone. On the other end the could hear rustling.
"Shit!" Davis yelled as he saw Bosco. Bosco was covered with blood he wasn't moving. Davis was really scared.
"Bosco! Bosco! SHIT!" Davis yelled and then the phone went dead. The room went silent. Hope had been kept alive, how much longer would their friends be alive for?