"Didn't I tell you?" I know that voice. "Diamond in the rough!"
"Uhm hum" That one was Richards. What is he doing in my home? Was I home? I'm in a bed I know that much.
I opened my eyes.
'what is an IV drip doing here?' that was the first thing I noticed.
"Kurwa!" My eyes shot opened, Memories of the day before hit me like a sledgehammer.
I ripped the needle out of my arm.
"Oh your up!" Yes, I did know that voice. Officer Tenpenny was smiling at me.
"Easy there," Richards was not, "You shouldn't do that, put that back in."
"No" I protested, "that shit fucks me up."
"Nurse!!!" Tenpenny can be really loud if he wants to be.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
Before anyone could answer a Nurse came in the the room. "Whats going on?"
"She pulled out the IV needle." Richards said.
"Why would you do that honey?"
"Get that thing away from me!!!" I yelled trying to sit up.
"A big strong girl like you afraid of such a tiny little prick in her." I didn't respond to that, also not funny. The nurse watched as it attempted to crawl away. She rolled her eyes. "Gentlemen, mind holding her down for a moment?"
"Don't!" They didn't mind holding me down, and did. The nurse stabbed me in my arm with a needle.
Wow, that stuff works quick. What was I doing? Oh yeah I'm in hospital. Tenpenny and Richards are such nice people paying me a visit. Now that I was far more relaxed, I started noticing other things in the room. There are flowers and a large stuffed teddy bear in my room. 'Aww, how nice of them.' 'Who's them?' 'Don't know but they are nice'
Did I just had a conversation with myself in my head? Yes I did, mother always said: you need to talk with people that are actually intelligent every now and then. My Mom is very smart. She build Infra Red guidence systems and sold them to Iraqis.
"Now be a good girl and take your medication" Tenpenny told me.
"Ok" I smiled.
"You need anything?" Richards asked my. He looks actually worried. Why is he worried? I think he maybe worried for me. That is very nice of him.
"Thanks for visiting you two." It was nice of them.
"How could we not visit our very own honest to God hero?" Is Tenpenny yelling or is his voice just naturally loud? 'Wait what?'
"Hero?" I asked confused.
"The crime scene investigators are going over the area. Trying to figure out who shot who. So far you are up seven dirt bags."
"I like number seven its before eight and after six." I said.
"The fuck you give her?"Richards asked the Nurse.
"Well that's a bust, she is high as a kite. Lets jet and give her some peace and quiet." Yes Tenpenny you can go now. The nurse is putting the IV drip thingy by in my arm. I know I don't like that but what you gonna do.
"what you gonna do?" Why do I know that words. "Oh bad boys bad boys what you gonna do what you gonna do when they come for you."
"Shit! She is actually singing!"Why yes officer Tenpenny I do sing."God damn, that one bum of a witness was actually right."
"Get well soon." Richards follows Tenpenny out. "You need anything call me."
"I will." I said, "I don't have a phone or your number but I will."
"See Richards this trip was not for nothing." Tenpenny or Frank, can I call him Frank, I'll have to ask him, Is very jovial right now. "Now we know what we can get her."
I'm going to sleep now.
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"Ehem!" Someone just cleared their throat very loudly.
I opened my eyes. A woman stood there. Every muscle in my body tensed. My eyes shot open.
"When they call me and said you is in hospital I though you OD or something." The woman voice was very judgemental. "Turns out you did, I can live with that, its about as much as I can expect of you. But you putting in that monkey suit and working for The Men! What the hell is you thinking?" She is wearing attire that conjures up images of people going to church, best sun day clothes. I know I never seen that woman. So why does my body goes in to full fight or flight mode around her.
"What Am I saying? You don't think! You never did. You is as dumb now as you ever were! Shit, dumber!"
Yes I am confused, and very much frightened for some reason.
"Have we meet?"
That question got me hit on the head with an umbrella handle. I didn't notice the woman had an umbrella with her.
"I'm your Moms fool!"
"I know that!" That's a lie. I didn't know that.
"Don't give me lip girl!" I got hit on the head again. "Your brothers and your father are turning in their graves right about now. The Police!?!" Umbrella handle found its way to my forehead again. "The Motherfucking POLICE!"
There was a little pause. Then I got hit on the head 3 times in the row.
"See what you made my do! I'm a God Fearing Christian Woman! You made me cus! I cannot speak with you anymore." The woman walked out and slammed the door behind her.
I looked at the ceiling, and absent mildly closed of the little valve on the IV drip.
"Well, that happened!"
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"Saskia!" It was more of a screech that a world. "I came as soon as I heard!"
Ok this person I recognize. Its Jackie Brown. I remember the name, because there was a movie that was called that, I think. She is the woman that insists I know her.
"I got you some clothes to change, the nurse said you will be out today, I have my car with me. I'll give you a lift. I head what happened its terrible. Thank God you got out of it alive. I could never do that. What you did. Everyone is talking about it. The TV people want to interview you. Your Police Officers friends by the door didn't let them in. I think they did the right thing. You need your rest. I think I'll call my boss and tell him I need to take care of you. I'm great at taking care of people..."
It may have been the pain I been feeling. The little valve on the IV drip was still closed. But I really didn't want to be around this woman. Something about her was just not right. Far too peppy far too friendly.
"Jackie?" I cut her off
"Yes?" She was all smile and sun shine.
"Can you kindly, Shut. The. Fuck. Up!"
"Ok anything for you Saskia!" Her smile didn't drop a millimetre.
"I need to go to the bathroom."I said "Can you go get me something to eat."
"What you want?" She asked, looking at her holding that wide eyed cheery expression made my face hurt.
"You know what I like." I said.
There was a little tick in her face as I said that.
"Of-course I do. We two been friends for like ever!" Oh look, she is now straining herself to keep up that smile.
"Good, so go bring it!" Saying that I sat up on the bed and swung my legs of it.
"Be right back!" And she is gone. Good.
I looked around the room. There was a closet here. I walked up too it on shaking legs. Inside was a uniform, nope not happening. My wallet, armor and pistol were also there. Looking at the heavy vest made me feel uncomfortable. The thing looked like some one went to work on it with a pickaxe. There were dents on top of dents and burn marks. I don't remembered being on fire.
I closed my eyes and stretched out my arms. Arms work, good to know.
I bent my knees, legs seem operational. I twisted my body to the left, still working, I twisted to the right, no problems there.
I open my eyes and looked out the window. The sun is out the birds are singing, what a lovely day we are having.
Negative on the last! Grey matter not firing on all cylinders!
I need someone to keep an eye on me. Last time going out this hospital door didn't end well.
I looked around the room. There was a plastic bag by the bed. I looked inside. Gray hoody, white track pants. It was probably from Jackie.
I got out of the hospital pyjamas and in the things the woman brought me. The armor went under them pistol went under one of the straps on the armour. I opened the door a crack. No one was standing in the corridor.
An empty corridor in a hospital in the day time. Huh, maybe they don't have as much works as I thought.
I quickly made my way to the stair case. I walked all the way down. The exit from the stair case lead to the lobby. Here there was quite a lot of people. I noticed a row of pay phones I walked to them. Thank god for yellow pages. I went on looking for a number.
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"Reese's Barber Shot Reese speaking" finding that number took some time.
"Hello Sir this is Saskia, Saskia Jefferson."
"Good Lord Saskia, what happened to you. People on the street are saying all kind of things."
"Well sir I'm in the All Saints Hospital."Next part was a shot in the dark on my part."I hate to ask you this but could you by chance have the number for Johnny. He is the grandkid of our neighbour. He calls him self OG Dub-J or something silly like that now."
"The Henderson's kid, Why?"
"Well I'm in hospital and my head is not all well from all the pain killers. I'd like him to come and help me get home!"
The last part I said in a weak voice. I felt like I really needed his help. I had no idea why."
"Well I don't have his number but I can try to get in touch with him. Thought his granddad " A heavy weight fell of my chest hearing those words. I still had no idea why this was important.
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I didn't have to wait long. Or maybe I did, I dozed off for a moment.
"Wake up!" 'Johnny is here.'
"I'm up."
"You know I is doing you a real solid."he was speaking very loudly, I guess he wanted every one to hear. "You owe me big time!"
"Yes, I know" I got to my feet. Still a bit weak in the knees, also my head was spinning a bit.
"Were you stuff?"
"No stuff."
"Good come on." He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the exit. The action almost made me fall. The kid was quick on his feet. In seconds he had one arm around my waist and put my arm over his shoulder. He was the only thing keeping me vertical at the moment.
"Shit Woman! What you been eating? Anvils!"Johnny was straining to keep me upright"You is heavy!"
"I feel heavy."that was true. "You have a car."
"Shit Yes I have a Car!" He proclaimed, his indigence at the question was muffled by the fact he had trouble moving. I'm not that heavy the kid needs to get in shape. "I'm OG Dub-J!"
"That is a stupid name." I once again voice my reservations.
"Well you know what?"He asked, we were out the door at this point "Fuck You I'm keeping it."
The boy carried my to a dark van. I know that van. That was the same van CJ used to rob some houses. At least the kid didn't come to pick me up on a Faggio moped.
