"Tiffany, step on it!" David yelled as he pulled the trigger and a powerful blast of 12-gauge buckshot hammering the windshield, hitting the cop with minor injury. David pumped the slide back quickly and continued his barrage on the police cruiser, hitting the hood, causing smoke to pour out from the holes, and blowing away the headlights.
Up in the air, the gunner on the Maverick helicopter began taking pot shots towards the ambulance hitting the roof of the van. The ambulance van began to swerve left and right throwing David's aiming off and falling flat on his back.
"Shit! Watch the fucking road." Said David as he was crawling to finding something to grab on.
"Sorry about that." Tiffany apologized as she continued driving. "Hang on!"
David ducked down and began calling for Alan wondering where the hell was he. The phone rang for several seconds till he heard someone pick it up.
"Yeah?"
"Alan," said David as he ducked down hearing the police cruisers take several pot shots at the backdoors of the van. "Where the hell are you?"
Alan looked around as he saw paramedics and police around the place. "I'm by the club. What the hell happened here man, there's cops all over the place."
"Never mind that, I need you to help me out here. I got a fucking helicopter and a few cop cars!" Screamed David.
"Alright I'll be there to back you up, where are you at?"
"Just follow the sirens and listen up for it." David yelled hanging up the phone. Sweat was forming up on his forehead as he snatched the rifle, ejecting the spent magazine and slammed in a fresh new one…his last one.
He once again stood up, and fired his rifle again. The bullets began to hit the police cruiser's windshield and went into the passenger's chest. Blood splattered on the driver's eyes and windshield causing him to go blind and swerve on the street. The cop screamed for dear life as he spun out and crashed into a streetlight. The cop's body then flew out and hit against a wall headfirst killing on the spot. David sneered as he saw another police cruiser. The passenger in the cop car stuck his arm out taking the shot and let go a barrage of 9mm rounds at the van. David ducked down some more and peeked a bit more sticking the barrel of his rifle out from the window and tapped on the trigger. The 5.56mm bullet slammed into the cop's hand blowing a hole through it. The police officer screamed in extraordinary pain only for a short moment, while David tapped the trigger again and popped the cop right in his eye. His upper body flopped over hanging from the cop car window.
"David, Randy, I'm going to a shortcut!" Tiffany yelled and pulled off a hard right turn, causing David and Randy to lurch to the side of the van falling on each other.
"Damn Tiffany!" Randy groaned as he crawled away from David and got back in his seat.
"Stop that goddamn van now! We mean it, don't make it worse than it is!" the voice from the Maverick helicopter.
Tiffany gritted her teeth as she entered through a dim lit alley, hitting trash bags, dumpsters and running down a bum in the process. The spotlight was still shinning on them as David squinted due to the intense light from the helicopter. "I think we're almost there!" Tiffany yelled. "We really need to get these cops of our back!"
Come on Alan…where's that fucking back-up, David thought as set his rifle back up against the window and up at the helicopter. David began shooting the Ruger wildly thinking that one round would shatter the light or the head of the pilot, whichever came first. None of the bullets made any contact with the helicopter, as the rifle clicked loudly. David, pulled the trigger again and nothing came out. He uttered a cuss word feeling like they weren't going to make it, until a white streak rocketed from nowhere and struck dead center into the helicopter's side. In an instant, it exploded in a bright light as he hurdled towards the ground crashing into the side of an apartment building. They still had one more police cruiser chasing them.
"Where the fuck did that come from?" Tiffany said as they exited from the alley and on the main road.
David's phone rung and he quickly pulled it out from his pocket. Before David could ask who it was he someone laughing hysterically. He knew exactly who it was and joined in on laughing.
"Did you see that shit? Tell me you saw that David!" Alan grinned as he was sitting on the backseat of his car while one of his goons was driving.
"Yea I did…I think the whole fucking neighborhood saw it too."
"Well good, how's your brother holding up?" Alan asked.
David looked and saw Randy taking deep breaths holding his side. He looked like he was going to collapse. "He's not looking too good, and on top of that, we still got one more cop car on our ass."
"Say no more…I'm bout to solve that problem," said Alan as motioned the driver to speed up. He reloaded the RPG without delay and fired again. The rocket missed as it flew right by the cop car and smacked right into a dumpster. He reloaded again and aimed one more and pulled the trigger hard. This time the rocket sailed towards the cop car going up in a bright orange explosion. "Got him! Look, stop the van David and get in my car. We'll get him there a lot faster."
"Better than going there in a shot up ambulance van huh?" David said as he motioned Tiffany to stop the van.
As soon as she stopped the van, David and Tiffany grabbed a hold of Randy. Together, they slowly got out of the bullet-riddled vehicle, while Randy grunted in pain as David helped him down towards Alan's car.
"Come on David, We got to get him there before more cops show up." Alan said as he ditched the RPG on the street, and got in the front seat.
"Lets go Tiffany. Make some room for Randy." David yelled as they all got in. David held on to Randy and he breathed heavy spitting up blood as they drove off towards the hospital evading the cops in the process.
By the time they finally arrived, they pulled Randy out, who was hanging on by a thread, as nurses and doctors were already treating the injured. Several of the nurses and doctors uniforms were stained with blood. Everywhere David looked he saw someone hurt, dying, dead, or relatives and friends by their loved ones hoping they could make it through. The smell of place was enough to make David and Alan gag as a doctor and a nurse ran up to them.
"What happened to him?" The blonde nursed asked quickly.
"He...was shot up badly." David said looking miserable at his brother.
The doctor looked unmoved from what he saw. "Great, another one. Get him on a stretcher and prep for surgery. What's his name?"
"Randy Alexander DePalma." David said quietly.
The doctor took notice at how David was reacting to all the misery around in the ER. "First time?"
"Not really…just not a big fan of hospitals." David said looking at Randy as two nurses picked Randy up and placed him on a stretcher and wheeled him in an operating room.
"Well, who isn't?" The doctor scoffed, David glared at him showing he wasn't in a good mood to hear jokes. Quickly the doctor straightened up and nodded. "Listen, don't worry. We'll take good care of him and have him back on his feet." The doctor said patting David's back. He then walked away to where Randy was and left, while one of the nurse's escorted them to a waiting room with a form to fill out.
Tiffany wiped her eyes as she stared at the floor in absolute depression. "You think he's going to be alright?"
"Yea…let's hope so." Alan murmured. "What you think David?"
David shot a glance at Alan and didn't even answer, as he walked to the bathroom. He looked around seeing that no one was in there and leaned up against the trash bin. His eyes showed a lot of anger and hate for what Luis had done. His eyes watered up, as he gritted his teeth trying not to scream, but it wasn't enough to calm him down. In a fit of rage, he roared and kicked down the trash bin very hard. Clutter flew out from it as David continued kicking the trash bin several times denting the sides in the process. It still wasn't enough to calm him down as he picked it up and chucked it against the bathroom mirror screaming like a madman. The mirror started to crack slightly with every throw David made against it, until the entire mirror shattered and fell apart. Shards of glass fell in the sink and on the tile floor. He kicked the large pieces around as they scattered across the floor. Some of them hit the wall breaking into smaller pieces. Afterwards, he threw the trash bin against the wall and proceeded kicking the bathroom stall door. It swayed back and forth for a while violently with every kick David gave it, until David roared one more time and gave it a powerful kick, breaking one of the hinges and causing the door to tilt to the side. Exhausted, David gently kicked the dented trash bin away from him to the side and went into the bathroom stall, sitting on the toilet seat, whimpering softly. Come on Randy, David thought sadly. Pull through for me bro.
An hour later, David was treated for minor wounds, while Randy was placed in a room. A few hours later David, Alan, and Tiffany were sitting in the waiting room, wondering if Randy was going to pull through. Alan nudged David as both of them looked and saw Paul, Johnny, Lilly, and several suit and tie wearing gangsters. David raised his eyebrows in a bit of shock.
"Paul? What are you doing here?" David asked
"Alan told me exactly what happened," said Paul patting David on the shoulder. " I know how it feels to see someone end up like this."
"With all due respect Paul," said David as he turned around looking at Paul. "You really don't know how I feel right now."
Johnny stepped in with his fist clenched." Watch your fucking mouth."
"That will be enough," Paul said firmly glaring at Johnny. "He's got every right to be pissed. Listen to me kid; I seriously know what it feels like. But for right now, the best thing you can do is to let me handle this."
David shook his head. "Paul, I know the guy. For all I know, he might have sent some more guys there to the club to finish what they started."
"See, that's the thing. I already have several people keeping watch over at the club, and a few over here keeping a look out. Your brother will be safe trust me." Paul said gently and smoothly. "For right now just relax, have some fun. You don't have to worry about the tribute for this month. Just take things easy and don't do anything stupid. I'll give you a call when I need you for more work. In the meantime, consider this your vacation."
David nodded slowly with his eyes looking down on the white tile floor. "Thanks Paul. Thanks a lot."
"Don't mention it kid. Just relax, and I'll talk to you soon." Paul said playfully smacked David lightly on his face. "I'm going to go talk to the nurse for a bit. Alan, let's go."
Alan nodded and got up from his chair. Tiffany got up as well and followed the two down the hallway. Johnny however, looked around and started to walk to the exit. Lilly saw this and walked up to him. She sensed a bit of frustration with him and, took his hand
"Johnny, what's wrong?" Lilly asked.
"Nothing wrong, why do you ask?" Johnny said looking at her with scorn.
"Look, I was wondering maybe we could take David home, then me and you can go out for a while and try to forget about what happened tonight." Lilly said squeezing his hand, and pressing up against his arm with her chest.
"I got better shit to do than that Lilly. Do whatever you want." Johnny said pulling his arm away from her and pushing her aside as he walked outside to his dad's SUV; a black Cavalcade FXT truck.
"Johnny! Come on, can't we do something?" Lilly pleaded as she ran out the door and jogged over where Johnny got in the vehicle. She snagged his arm and asked once more. "Johnny, for once, can we really do something without you always bailing out on me?"
Johnny glared at her and pushed her off of him. She lost her balance and fell down on the curb hard. "What the fuck did I just tell you? I said go and do whatever the fuck you want! I got other issues to worry about than your fucking needs." He continued to stare at her with a look that showed he was seconds away from slapping the living shit out of her. He slammed the door and started the car. Lilly mouthed his name sadly and walked away from Johnny as he started the truck and drove off.
Lilly continued to sit down on the curb for a few seconds, before finally getting up and slowly shook her head. She couldn't believe that he was seconds away from raising his hand at her. She fought back tears as she dusted herself off and started to walk towards her car in disappointment until she heard a voice in the distance that stopped her in her tracks.
"Honestly Lilly, I don't know why you're even with a guy like him"
Lilly turned around and saw a lone person leaning against the wall of the hospital building. It was David. She looked away and felt embarrassed that someone even saw the argument that she had with Johnny. "He really doesn't act like that," said Lilly acting dumb.
David wasn't buying it at all. "Yea I'm sure he's just as perfect as you think he is. Don't act stupid and show it Lilly. I'm not in the best mood to be played an idiot."
Lilly snapped. "Listen you fucking asshole, Johnny is just having a bad day alright? Just like you are right now. So get off my fucking case!"
David walked up to her until he was right in her face and began to let her have it." Yea you're right, I am having a bad fucking day, but I would never raise my hand at anyone about and take it out on them when someone asks them if they wanted to go out for a little bit. That's no excuse for the way he treats you. I could tell by the look on your face that he's been treating you badly ever since I saw you perform at the Starlight, and then earlier today at Cluckin Bell. You and I both know he treats you as if your nothing more than a common street whore." David said looking into her green eyes and saw they sparkled a bit.
Lilly felt like someone slapped her with pure honesty and began sniffling. David saw how hurt she knew the truth and held her. When she looked up him, she slightly blushed and turned her head away. David took notice and let her go. "Well then, how about you take me out somewhere?"
"Lilly," David said feeling a bit nervous feeling a trickle of sweat run down his forehead. "You're the girlfriend of a made man...with a very short fuse. He's the boss's son of all people. He's got enough problems on his plate, so imagine how he would react if he found out I even took you out anywhere, let alone to your car. He would have a fucking fit to end all fits."
Lilly laughed, "He wouldn't know unless you started running your mouth like a cackling hen. Besides David," she smiled slightly and locked eyes with him. "It's only dinner, nothing else."
David tensed up a bit but nodded slightly giving in. "Sure, when do you want to go?"
"Well the sooner we get to your place so you can change, the better. If you're going to take me somewhere, at least dress a little nice." Lilly said shaking her head at how David looked.
"And what's wrong with this?" David protested.
"Gee, with the dried up blood stains, cuts, and small bullet holes through your clothes, you look like a grade A masterpiece." Lilly said sarcastically.
Taking the hint, David agreed. "Alright I'll change if that will make you feel any better. But where the hell are we going to go eat at this time of the night other than fast food?" David asked as he glanced his watch as it stuck midnight.
"We'll find somewhere, don't worry. For right now, lets just head to my car."
The two of them started to walk for a bit until they got to the large parking garage. Several rows of cars old and new followed by a couple ambulance vans. David looked at each and every car wondering where was her car at until she saw David's face.
"Its the pearl white Cognoscenti at the corner if that helps." Lilly giggled.
In a few seconds he saw it sitting all by its lonesome in a corner. It was a brand spanking new 2008 Cognoscenti. Inside the car was black suede seats, an mp3 player, whitewall tires with sparkling gold 20-inch rims, and tinted windows.
Impressive, David thought as he saw Lilly pull out the car keys from her cleavage of her top, and opened the car door. She unlocked the door on his side as well as popped open the trunk. As soon as he placed the duffel bag in the trunk, he got inside the car feeling the suede rub against his back as he sat down and closed the door.
"Alright let's go." Lilly smiled as she turned on the car and drove out of the parking garage. She turned on the radio to Flash FM as pop music started playing in the car. The song began to start and she started mouthing the words to Vogue by Madonna as they stopped at a light. She asked him where he lived and David stuttered the words, Cecil Apartments. Lilly smiled and said, "You're too cute when you do that. You gotta loosen up a little."
"Yea, sure." He said. David turned his head and looked at a homeless man being arrested by a patrol cop for panhandling through his mirror and glanced at Lilly through the reflection. "You do realize this is kind of like a date right?" David questioned.
Lilly stopped mouthing the words and gave David a smirk. "No, it isn't exactly a date, its just two people going out to have a little bit of fun and to cheer each other up. Its just dinner David, stop being such a boy scout."
David tuned around and looked at her. "Just dinner?"
"I promise, nothing will happen during the date, I mean us going out, and Johnny won't know a thing. Besides, what's the worst that can happen?" Lilly snickered.
Gee, a couple of things to start off, David thought, as he laughed out loud a little bit, only out of being nervous. He was hoping that Johnny would never know about the two of them going out for a bite to eat. Come on David…get a fucking grip. Its just dinner, David said to himself repeatedly over in his head, as the light turned green and Lilly started driving towards David's pad over at Cecil Apartments
It's just dinner…just dinner.