Hello everyone. I'm hoping to finish this story up soon, however this
chapter just came to me and I had to write it! Thank you for past reviews
it's really nice to know people read my drivel. Anyway Chapter 7 I believe.
The doctor's just poked his head around the door. I have a visitor. Wouldn't give a name apparently. I told him to let them in whoever they are. He's a tall Caucasian, muscular, and I don't know where but I have seen him somewhere before. And then it comes to me in a lightning flash. I know exactly where I've seen him before. it was .
"Nick!"
"What Warrick?"
"It's him!" I manage to grate out, frightened at the presence of one of my attackers in what's supposed to be a safe place. He's moving closer to the bed just staring at Nick and I. I can see Nick's hand slowly reaching round to his back for his loaded gun but he decides against it. The guy's too close he'd see it.
"I'm glad you recognise me Mr. Brown."
"How do you know my name?"
"You're all over the news. I thought I'd pay a visit."
"What?" I couldn't believe it. The team hadn't mentioned me being on the news.
"Well, I thought we could have some private time. It seems you might have given too much away about me and my friends."
I'm angry now. This bastard broke into my house and has made my life a living hell for days and he's accusing me of being unfair. "Sure, whatever. Nick Can you leave us alone for a minute?" He catches my drift and gets up slowly. He moves slowly around the man but before he can get the whole way around the guy quickly flicks a gun out from behind his coat and uses the butt to crash into Nick's temple. He crashes to the floor with a pronounced thud and I can only just see his feet from my position on the bed. I imagine the white-hot pain that's spreading through his head right now and I can't help but wish I could jump out of this bed and rush to his aid.
"Don't try to out smart me Mr Brown. You thought your friend could get me from behind? Was that it? You see I know exactly who you are even if you don't know who I am. I don't need the news to know."
I focus on his features, wracking my brain to try and find out where I've seen him before but it just doesn't click.
"Now this is disappointing. I'll give you a clue, Warrick. You've put me in jail before now. Is it coming back to you yet?"
And it did. Just like that. Danny Medosa. The guy who'd lived on the estate. The crowd who'd hated me from day one, just because I was different to them. The crowd who my mom got arrested and they got sent down for attacking me. I should've known. Well no I shouldn't how was I to know that he'd come looking for me?
"Why did you look for me?" I needed to know.
"I didn't. I came to Vegas a while ago after I got out. Thought I'd gamble some cash and see if I could get my life back on track. However, one day I ran into a face from the past. You."
"I don't remember running into you."
"You wouldn't. At the time you were on a crime scene. A coffee house burglary. I was just one of the many faces in the crowd. Since I knew you lived here now I decided to do some investigating. And look here, it's amazing what can happen isn't it?"
"But you couldn't have known I'd be walking home that way that night. It's not possible. I didn't even know I was walking home that way until I did."
"Purely a chance meeting. I do a little bit of dealing on the side you see. A few friends of mine needed a new stash and we met up."
"At 4AM?"
"What can I say? I work anti social hours. I knew it was you as soon as you got near enough. I knew what I wanted to do and luckily my friends helped me. They were pretty dosed up though, some don't even know they did it."
"And my house?"
"That was just purely for spite. I've known where you lived for a long time. I thought I might as well case the joint whilst I was in the neighbourhood so to speak." He smiled at me, his eyes displaying how much pent up anger and revenge had built up over the years.
The gun rose to bed level and his hand drew in firmly around the trigger. This is some scary stuff. I've never been in a situation like this and Nick isn't getting up off the floor. Why can't the doctor just come in? I can't think of anything to do. We're trained for these situations but none of them contain on how to deal with a revenge stricken mad man posing over your hospital bed with a gun. I could try talking him out of it.
"Danny, I'm sure you don't want to do this. You'd go back to jail. The doctor saw you come in and so did Nick. You'd never get away with this." Not exactly smooth there.
"Do you think I care? I hated you so long ago and it's never subsided that hate. I fantasised about this day in prison when I could finally finish the job I set out to do long ago. So long Warrick, Go join your Mother."
He's pointing the gun directly at my head and I can see down into the barrel of the gun. My breathing has completely stopped as I brace myself for what's inevitably to come. I shut my one eye and turn my head slightly away from the gun. I hear the all too familiar click and then.
.. Bang.
Hope you liked this chapter. It's been a long time in coming I know. Please R&R and all feedback is appreciated. Until next time ladies and gentlemen . ( =) XX
The doctor's just poked his head around the door. I have a visitor. Wouldn't give a name apparently. I told him to let them in whoever they are. He's a tall Caucasian, muscular, and I don't know where but I have seen him somewhere before. And then it comes to me in a lightning flash. I know exactly where I've seen him before. it was .
"Nick!"
"What Warrick?"
"It's him!" I manage to grate out, frightened at the presence of one of my attackers in what's supposed to be a safe place. He's moving closer to the bed just staring at Nick and I. I can see Nick's hand slowly reaching round to his back for his loaded gun but he decides against it. The guy's too close he'd see it.
"I'm glad you recognise me Mr. Brown."
"How do you know my name?"
"You're all over the news. I thought I'd pay a visit."
"What?" I couldn't believe it. The team hadn't mentioned me being on the news.
"Well, I thought we could have some private time. It seems you might have given too much away about me and my friends."
I'm angry now. This bastard broke into my house and has made my life a living hell for days and he's accusing me of being unfair. "Sure, whatever. Nick Can you leave us alone for a minute?" He catches my drift and gets up slowly. He moves slowly around the man but before he can get the whole way around the guy quickly flicks a gun out from behind his coat and uses the butt to crash into Nick's temple. He crashes to the floor with a pronounced thud and I can only just see his feet from my position on the bed. I imagine the white-hot pain that's spreading through his head right now and I can't help but wish I could jump out of this bed and rush to his aid.
"Don't try to out smart me Mr Brown. You thought your friend could get me from behind? Was that it? You see I know exactly who you are even if you don't know who I am. I don't need the news to know."
I focus on his features, wracking my brain to try and find out where I've seen him before but it just doesn't click.
"Now this is disappointing. I'll give you a clue, Warrick. You've put me in jail before now. Is it coming back to you yet?"
And it did. Just like that. Danny Medosa. The guy who'd lived on the estate. The crowd who'd hated me from day one, just because I was different to them. The crowd who my mom got arrested and they got sent down for attacking me. I should've known. Well no I shouldn't how was I to know that he'd come looking for me?
"Why did you look for me?" I needed to know.
"I didn't. I came to Vegas a while ago after I got out. Thought I'd gamble some cash and see if I could get my life back on track. However, one day I ran into a face from the past. You."
"I don't remember running into you."
"You wouldn't. At the time you were on a crime scene. A coffee house burglary. I was just one of the many faces in the crowd. Since I knew you lived here now I decided to do some investigating. And look here, it's amazing what can happen isn't it?"
"But you couldn't have known I'd be walking home that way that night. It's not possible. I didn't even know I was walking home that way until I did."
"Purely a chance meeting. I do a little bit of dealing on the side you see. A few friends of mine needed a new stash and we met up."
"At 4AM?"
"What can I say? I work anti social hours. I knew it was you as soon as you got near enough. I knew what I wanted to do and luckily my friends helped me. They were pretty dosed up though, some don't even know they did it."
"And my house?"
"That was just purely for spite. I've known where you lived for a long time. I thought I might as well case the joint whilst I was in the neighbourhood so to speak." He smiled at me, his eyes displaying how much pent up anger and revenge had built up over the years.
The gun rose to bed level and his hand drew in firmly around the trigger. This is some scary stuff. I've never been in a situation like this and Nick isn't getting up off the floor. Why can't the doctor just come in? I can't think of anything to do. We're trained for these situations but none of them contain on how to deal with a revenge stricken mad man posing over your hospital bed with a gun. I could try talking him out of it.
"Danny, I'm sure you don't want to do this. You'd go back to jail. The doctor saw you come in and so did Nick. You'd never get away with this." Not exactly smooth there.
"Do you think I care? I hated you so long ago and it's never subsided that hate. I fantasised about this day in prison when I could finally finish the job I set out to do long ago. So long Warrick, Go join your Mother."
He's pointing the gun directly at my head and I can see down into the barrel of the gun. My breathing has completely stopped as I brace myself for what's inevitably to come. I shut my one eye and turn my head slightly away from the gun. I hear the all too familiar click and then.
.. Bang.
Hope you liked this chapter. It's been a long time in coming I know. Please R&R and all feedback is appreciated. Until next time ladies and gentlemen . ( =) XX