A/N: Okay sorry I haven't updated in a while just been busy. :oP Well thank
you so much for the reviews! I love them! :o) Enough blabbing on with the
story. This is Magnet's story and he's telling Squid.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar.
Chapter 4
"Come on man where he is," Magnet's friend, Jayson, asked.
"He's on his way," a tall guy exclaimed. His name was Rickson. Magnet looked down and rested against the wall. He shoved his hands into his pockets. Magnet could feel his blood racing and his heart skip a beat. His palms began to get sweaty. Something just didn't feel right.
"Well he better get his ass over here now," Jayson complained.
"Get your punk ass out of here. I don't want to hear you bitching," Rickson finally yelled. Jayson swallowed hard and looked at Magnet.
"Just go home. I'll see ya later," Magnet suggested.
"All right later man," Jayson left. Magnet's confidence just decreased when his friend left, but he just didn't want him here.
"Jose you got a girlfriend," Rickson asked. He was trying to make conversation.
"Nah, don't have time," Magnet shrugged.
"What do you mean you don't have time? I'm pretty sure you get lonely. I'll help you meet some girls," Rickson grinned. Magnet just nodded. He feared Rickson. Rickson was the person who introduced Magnet to his addiction. Gambling. Magnet lived for it. He could feel power when ever he won. He knew everything. All the right moves to make and how to convince the other person that you have something good. That they have nothing in their hands but they have everything to lose. Magnet glanced down at his feet.
"Maybe he isn't going to show," Magnet stood up straight. "I should go anyway," he shrugged.
"No stay Jose," a voice said from the shadows.
"It's about time Isaac," Rickson smiled and lifted his eyebrows. "Well let's do this shall we," Rickson walked into the building. Magnet and Isaac followed. The table was set up and the deck of cards were in the middle of it. Magnet sat and Isaac sat across from him.
"Should we skip the introduction and just go straight to the game," Isaac looked at Magnet hard.
"Let's just do it," Magnet sighed and grabbed the cards.
"No. I shuffle," Isaac grabbed the cards from Magnet and shuffled them.
"Don't let him intimidate you Jose. He's nothing but a bitch ass punk," Rickson smiled devilishly at Isaac.
"Yeah listen to your coach," Isaac passed out five cards each and placed the rest of the deck in the middle. Magnet grabbed his cards and looked at them. He had an okay set of cards. He had a chance to win. "300," Isaac put down the money.
"Same," Magnet said and put down the same amount. "Flush," Magnet put down his cards. Isaac glared at him and didn't bother showing his cards.
"Good job Jose you shut him up," Rickson smiled.
"Again," Isaac shuffled the cards and did the same thing. Same results. Magnet kept winning. "This is fucked up," Isaac said under his breathe. "All I got is 200," Isaac put it down.
"I'll put 300," Magnet put down the money. He seemed confident in his chances of winning, but something still bothered him.
"All right," Isaac nodded. "What do you have," Magnet glanced at his cards. He didn't want to back down. He had good cards and he had drained Isaac for all he had. What did he have to lose?
"Two of a kind," Magnet said and looked at Isaac. Isaac had an expression like he was defeated. Magnet slowly smiled. He had won once again.
"Royal flush," Isaac grinned and put down his cards. Magnet felt like he sank. He lost. "I believe this is mine," Isaac grabbed the money.
"Bitch," Rickson yelled and glared at Isaac. "You fuckin cheated," he insisted.
"Now Rickson you know I don't do that," Isaac shook his head with a cocky smile.
"I saw you asshole. Give the money to Jose," Rickson slammed his fist against the table. Rickson would receive half of Magnet's winnings. The more Magnet won the more Rickson got. "Put the money back bitch,"
"I think I'm done here," Isaac got up.
"Let's go Rickson," Magnet shoved the money he had into his pocket and headed toward the door. Isaac followed.
"Fuck you Isaac," Rickson pulled out a gun and shot Isaac repeatedly until blood was everywhere.
"What the fuck Rickson," Magnet had blood on his shirt and his jeans. Isaac's blood spread quickly on the floor. Rickson grabbed the money. There were screams coming from outside. The gunshots were heard. "Shit," Magnet took off running not bothering to look back. He knew something wasn't right and that was it. He unlocked the doors to his Jeep and got in. He took off not sure of his destination. "Shit," he said again. He wiped the blood that was on his arms on to his shirt. He had didn't know what to do. He had to tell someone. He remembered Squid. He turned to the direction where Squid lived. He trusted Squid. He pulled up and got out of the Jeep. He went to the front door. He wasn't sure if he should say anything but he couldn't keep it bottled up inside. He knocked on the door.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar.
Chapter 4
"Come on man where he is," Magnet's friend, Jayson, asked.
"He's on his way," a tall guy exclaimed. His name was Rickson. Magnet looked down and rested against the wall. He shoved his hands into his pockets. Magnet could feel his blood racing and his heart skip a beat. His palms began to get sweaty. Something just didn't feel right.
"Well he better get his ass over here now," Jayson complained.
"Get your punk ass out of here. I don't want to hear you bitching," Rickson finally yelled. Jayson swallowed hard and looked at Magnet.
"Just go home. I'll see ya later," Magnet suggested.
"All right later man," Jayson left. Magnet's confidence just decreased when his friend left, but he just didn't want him here.
"Jose you got a girlfriend," Rickson asked. He was trying to make conversation.
"Nah, don't have time," Magnet shrugged.
"What do you mean you don't have time? I'm pretty sure you get lonely. I'll help you meet some girls," Rickson grinned. Magnet just nodded. He feared Rickson. Rickson was the person who introduced Magnet to his addiction. Gambling. Magnet lived for it. He could feel power when ever he won. He knew everything. All the right moves to make and how to convince the other person that you have something good. That they have nothing in their hands but they have everything to lose. Magnet glanced down at his feet.
"Maybe he isn't going to show," Magnet stood up straight. "I should go anyway," he shrugged.
"No stay Jose," a voice said from the shadows.
"It's about time Isaac," Rickson smiled and lifted his eyebrows. "Well let's do this shall we," Rickson walked into the building. Magnet and Isaac followed. The table was set up and the deck of cards were in the middle of it. Magnet sat and Isaac sat across from him.
"Should we skip the introduction and just go straight to the game," Isaac looked at Magnet hard.
"Let's just do it," Magnet sighed and grabbed the cards.
"No. I shuffle," Isaac grabbed the cards from Magnet and shuffled them.
"Don't let him intimidate you Jose. He's nothing but a bitch ass punk," Rickson smiled devilishly at Isaac.
"Yeah listen to your coach," Isaac passed out five cards each and placed the rest of the deck in the middle. Magnet grabbed his cards and looked at them. He had an okay set of cards. He had a chance to win. "300," Isaac put down the money.
"Same," Magnet said and put down the same amount. "Flush," Magnet put down his cards. Isaac glared at him and didn't bother showing his cards.
"Good job Jose you shut him up," Rickson smiled.
"Again," Isaac shuffled the cards and did the same thing. Same results. Magnet kept winning. "This is fucked up," Isaac said under his breathe. "All I got is 200," Isaac put it down.
"I'll put 300," Magnet put down the money. He seemed confident in his chances of winning, but something still bothered him.
"All right," Isaac nodded. "What do you have," Magnet glanced at his cards. He didn't want to back down. He had good cards and he had drained Isaac for all he had. What did he have to lose?
"Two of a kind," Magnet said and looked at Isaac. Isaac had an expression like he was defeated. Magnet slowly smiled. He had won once again.
"Royal flush," Isaac grinned and put down his cards. Magnet felt like he sank. He lost. "I believe this is mine," Isaac grabbed the money.
"Bitch," Rickson yelled and glared at Isaac. "You fuckin cheated," he insisted.
"Now Rickson you know I don't do that," Isaac shook his head with a cocky smile.
"I saw you asshole. Give the money to Jose," Rickson slammed his fist against the table. Rickson would receive half of Magnet's winnings. The more Magnet won the more Rickson got. "Put the money back bitch,"
"I think I'm done here," Isaac got up.
"Let's go Rickson," Magnet shoved the money he had into his pocket and headed toward the door. Isaac followed.
"Fuck you Isaac," Rickson pulled out a gun and shot Isaac repeatedly until blood was everywhere.
"What the fuck Rickson," Magnet had blood on his shirt and his jeans. Isaac's blood spread quickly on the floor. Rickson grabbed the money. There were screams coming from outside. The gunshots were heard. "Shit," Magnet took off running not bothering to look back. He knew something wasn't right and that was it. He unlocked the doors to his Jeep and got in. He took off not sure of his destination. "Shit," he said again. He wiped the blood that was on his arms on to his shirt. He had didn't know what to do. He had to tell someone. He remembered Squid. He turned to the direction where Squid lived. He trusted Squid. He pulled up and got out of the Jeep. He went to the front door. He wasn't sure if he should say anything but he couldn't keep it bottled up inside. He knocked on the door.