Hello, I've waited here for you, everlong
Tonight, I throw myself into and out of the red,
Out of her head she sang
Come down and waste away with me, down with me
Beads of sweat ran down Rick's brow as he sat peering out a 76th story window, All I'm to do is give them support fire while they do the rest. We've done this a hundred times, why am I so nervous right now? What the hell is wrong with me? You are developing emotions. The scene slowly unfolded in front of him as their plan was proving to be flawless. The convoy would move down the street, when Diesel and Glass would fire rockets taking out the first and last cars. From there the primary objective was to seize the front runner of the largest drug circle in the state. I hate doing these fucking shadow runs, the cut isn't going to be very big either. Five thousand each in the end, what the fuck is going on Default?
Slow how, you wanted it to be,
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
The convoy pulled down the street, there were seven cars in all. Two large SUV's flanked the ends. Through his scope Rick could see his gang pulling into position. Diesel and glass each peered out of their perspective windows and raised their rocket launchers. With what seemed to be seconds they fired and hell broke out. Each car in the convoy opened up as dozens of men flooded out. Rick took his initiative by taking out two lead men each carrying a large Assault Rifle. Beads poured down his nose, as he heard the men yell sniper pointing at his window. The bed of the nearest truck opened up to reveal a heavy gun emplacement pointing at Rick's window.
"Oh Fuck!" Rick yelled. The gun opened fire as Rick dove towards the door of the room, bullets shredding the room. Meanwhile on the ground Default led the rest of his crew from around an alley. Grenades flying and bullets whizzing the front car exploded in a ball of fire.
"Diesel! Take out that gun!" Default yelled as he opened fire on two of our Kingpin's bodyguards leaving a black limousine from the rear. Preparing a second rocket Diesel hid underneath the window sill as the gun emplacement swiveled to point at him.
The bullets seemed to cease for the time being, giving Rick enough time to make his way to the window as he saw the gun emplacement desecrating Diesel's point of attack. Rick quickly raised his rifle aimed at the gunner's head and in the blink of an eye cherry pied covered the controls.
Screams littered the streets as the Westside Kings continued to eliminate the Kingpin's crew, yet when he stepped out of his limo all firing stopped as the bodyguards all fell dead. A short, fat, balding man took a step out, his bright white suit seemed to reflect the dimming sun. Default raised his rifle to fire but before he could pull the trigger, the short man pressed a button on his watch and instantly a suit of armor covered him. Default fired his rifle, aiming at the kingpin's head but the bullet deflected off. The Kingpin dropped his arms to his side and two large blades slid out, within a blink of an eye, Kingpin ran at Default swinging his right arm, Default quickly parried by raising rifle.
I have to react! Rick raised his rifle and fired at the back of the Kingpin's head. The shock of the bullet sent him flying forward, but he turned around unscathed. Taking this opportunity Rick leaped from his window and glided to the ground. The kingpin turned around and dashed towards Rick. I can see his moves! Rick swung his rifle to deflect the blade, and took the quick opportunity to counter by swinging the butt of his rifle at the kingpin's head. Knocking him from his feet, Rick continued the onslaught with his rifle, beating him back and forth. Then what seemed to happen in the flash of an eye, Rick grabbed his wrist, flicked the same switch causing the armor to retract and fired a shot through his cranium.
"Holy shit Omen!" Glass yelled climbing down from his window. The gang crowded around him, as Default walked up and removed the strange watch from the kingpin's wrist.
"You killed him, you can keep it." slapping him on the back, default signaled to his gang and the quickly spread out to collect all the firearms. Sirens could now be heard in the distance. "We better get going guys." The gang quickly hurried to their vehicles.
I'm still shaking! What is going on with me? You are beginning to feel.
"In tonight's news violence in the streets. Exactly one half hour ago a convoy of the alleged drug 'Kingpin' was attacked. Investigators have been unable to identify any of the bodies just yet however, but there are twenty-four reported casualties. Suspects are being reviewed but it is believed that the 'Westside Kings' spearheaded this operation..."
Jane sat wide eyed staring at the television as scenes from today's carnage were displayed. "Rick...did you really?..."
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
Breathe out, so I can breathe you in, hold you in
And now, I know you've always been out of your head,
The bell rang for lunch as the students began to file out towards the cafeteria. Quickly catching up with her friends, Jane glanced back to see Rick staring at his desk. A cold aura had enveloped him today and for the first time Jane felt scared to talk to him.
Rick looks so....worn out...maybe I should invite him to eat with us, he always sits alone... Scanning the lunch room, she found Rick heading towards his usual spot in the corner. "Rick! Come here," Jane yelled waving her hands in the air.
"He is not coming to sit with us."
"And why not Megan? Stop being so shallow, he's a nice guy you just have to get to know him."
Rick strode up, a simple lunch of his tray: Pizza, fries and a coke, the same thing Rick ate everyday, repetition was what got Rick to function. "Rick, eat with us," Jane looked up her green eyes shinning like stars as Rick looked back speechless.
"Umm....I don't know if I should, knowing Megan and her fuck buddy, oh sorry, Lucas......"
"Please. You can sit next to me."
"Yeah but...."Rick's hand motioned to the two sitting at the table, anger on their face as if it had been written in a bold pink marker.
"They don't mind, have a seat."
For the duration of lunch Rick sat in silence, as the girls chattered away. How boring. I could do this at my table. Until Megan decided to brake the silence. Giving a sly grin, she caught eyes with Rick, "So Rick, how many people did you kill last night?" Mouths dropped open as Rick calmly sat there staring in silence.
"Megan!" Jane yelled.
"What's it matter to you Megan?" Rick could only stare into her eyes as if he was peering into her soul. A cold shiver ran down her spine as she tried to avert her gaze, but her will wouldn't let her.
"Our problem is that you're a fucking nut Rick and I'd rather not see you around Jane." Lucas stood up as if he was challenging Rick, daring him to make a move.
"What is your problem guys!?!" Jane screamed, as she shot daggers at her supposed friends.
"It's ok Jane, some people are just born ignorant. I knew I should have never sat down."
"No Rick, please stay. Leave him alone guys!" Jane's wrath focusing on Megan, as she stood up to stop Rick from leaving.
"It's ok Jane, I'm used to it," giving her a slight grin, he removed her hand from his shoulder and began to walk off, "If you still want me to tutor you Jane, stop by around 6 tonight....I'll be there this time." Without turning back Rick left, listening to the laughs of those he had the unpleasant fortune of dealing with.
Out of my head I sang
And I wonder when I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say
The door bell rang as Rick slowly clambered his way to the door, putting a new shirt on to cover up the blood on his arms. Jane stood there, still dressed the way she was at school, books in her left hand and the most angelic smile Rick had ever seen. "Rick, again, I am so sorry about lunch today..."
"Don't be. It's not your fault...." The two ventured into his makeshift kitchen. A stove sat in the corner, dirty dishes and silverware sat in the sink. The refrigerator sat across from the stove, barren. The table had a few scattered pieces of homework. "So....where do we start?"
For three hours Rick tutored her over the basic principles of chemistry and physics, not stopping once to recollect his thoughts, as if he practiced giving the lecture. Nothing had ever made as much sense to Jane before, science seemed so much easier than she had originally perceived.
".... and that's about everything...I didn't go to fast did I?" Rick stood up, grabbing a beer from underneath a cabinet.
"No, in fact I've never seen anyone explain it as well as you did." collecting her papers, she watched as Rick clutched his arm as if he had a spasm, listening to him yell out.
"Fuck!" Rick made his way over to his chair, as he began to rub his arm wincing as he ran his hand back and forth.
"Rick, what's wrong? Let me see." grabbing for his sleeve Rick pulled his arm away.
"No...I'm fine." His words hissed as a wave of pain gripped him again.
"Rick, please, I can help you." She struggled with him, but Rick finally gave in to let her see what he had brutally done to himself. Shock overcame her as she stared at five deep red cuts that ran the length of his arm. "Rick..." Jane dragged him to the sink as she ran cold water over the deep gashes, "Why would you do that to yourself?" Rick winced as the cold water poured over his arm, the deep crimson fluid fleeing to the drain.
"It feels good...." his words stung bitter cold, his expression unchanging. Jane could do nothing but stare in horror at what he had done, "Jane...I'm...you shouldn't hang around me, your friends were right."
"No Rick, I like being with you."
"Why?"
"Because....I care about you that's why. You can't do this to yourself, Rick..." Tears formed at her eyes as she reached out and embraced Rick clinging tightly. Rick...Do I really care this much about you? You'll never care this way about me....
Why is she crying? You know why. She cares about me. And you care about her, you just cannot accept it. What am I feeling? Only you can tell yourself that. "Ok." Jane looked up teary eyed as Rick calmly smiled at her, "I won't do it anymore. For you." Rick reached his arms around her as he held her tight. I...I enjoy this? Yes. You do.
When she sang
And I wonder if everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when