Chase Young ducked quickly down an alley way as a police car drove past. It was strange, this feeling. He had expected to feel something having just shot someone, but he didn't. It was like he didn't have an emotions left inside of him. Part of him was telling him that he should be feeling something, but he couldn't. He just didn't care. This would make it easier for him to take care of Pedrosa and the Tohomiko girl.
He stepped out of the alley way and pulled up the collar of his jacket, hiding part of his face. He was pretty recognisable. Not many people had his peculiar eyes. He couldn't remember his parents' appearances very well, but he remembered it had been his mother with the golden eyes. She was a quiet person. His father on the other hand was a drunken loudmouth. After his mother died, his father drunk all the more. He would yell at Chase to turn down music that he didn't have on, he would pass out on the sofa, leaving Chase to take care of himself. After a point, Chase stopped going to school because his dad didn't care enough to take him. He hit Chase on more that one occasion. It had been one night after his dad had stormed up to his room. He had been out drinking most of the night and he stank of it. He slammed Chase's door open and attacked him. Chase didn't bother fighting back (Even though he was more than capable of it); it only pissed him off. After the beating, his father staggered downstairs and vomited on the living room carpet before passing out. Bruised and bleeding, Chase stuffed his few belongings into a bag. He crept downstairs, taking any money and anything worth selling he could find, including the savings his father had been keeping for the rent and his mother's jewellery that his father hadn't already sold to buy alcohol. It didn't take long for Chase to hook up with some guys already on the streets with a place to stay and soon he had his own group of followers.
At first, Chase sometimes wondered if his dad had even noticed if he had left, or if he had, did he even care? After a year or so, he almost completely blocked out his past and started to sink into his new life, but his cold nature was obviously due to his past and he often found himself thanking his father for giving him the strength not to give a damn about anyone else. It made it easier to live on the streets. It was only when he got what had been his current gang in the multi-storey car park that he started looking out for others again.
Chase lit a cigarette and walked up the path, frowning, trying to think where Pedrosa and his girlfriend might be. They probably would've left the hospital now. The bodyguard would probably be dead, not that Chase really cared. He'd lost his gang, the closest thing he had ever had to a family and now he had sunk back into the coldness he had once felt against father. He didn't need others to help him out. He could take care of himself and he was going to make sure that no one got in his way from now on. Especially Raimundo Pedrosa and Kimiko Tohomiko.
Kimiko and Raimundo walked up the path in silence. It was hard to believe that yesterday they had been so happy. Raimundo glanced sideways at her and his heart pounded. He loved Kimiko so much; he couldn't face Chase Young harming her.
"Raimundo?" Asked Kimiko, watching him.
"Huh? What?" Asked Raimundo, snapping himself out of his thought chain.
"You were staring at me." Said Kimiko.
"Sorry, I was just thinking." Said Raimundo, "And you're so damn beautiful I can't help staring at you."
Kimiko laughed at him. He smiled; she had calmed down now and hopefully, she was thinking straight. He looked around.
"Everything's so quiet." He said, sighing.
"It's too early for people to be awake," Said Kimiko.
"I guess," Said Raimundo.
They walked along the path for a little while longer, neither of them speaking.
"I suppose … will the police be looking for you?" Asked Kimiko.
"Probably," Said Raimundo, "If I go talk to them and hand myself in, I'll probably get off lightly."
"You can't!" Said Kimiko, grabbing his arm.
"Hey, if they come looking for me it'll be a lot worse!" Said Raimundo.
"But you can't hand yourself in!" Cried Kimiko, "You can't leave me!"
"Chill out Kim, I can't even go to jail, I'm too young," Said Raimundo, "Worst I get is a couple of months in a Juvenile Delinquents Centre."
"Which is practically jail!" Said Kimiko, "Just a little more 'kid friendly'."
"Kim, I'm not going to argue with you, not again," Said Raimundo.
"I can't lose you!" Cried Kimiko in a painfully desperate voice.
Raimundo looked at her as tears started to fall.
"All my life, people have been taken away from me," Said Kimiko, "My mother, my friends, Nick! All taken away because of stupid reasons! Illness, moving town, trying to protect me! Everyone keeps telling me that this is how life is, that these things happen … but they shouldn't! Everyone always told me how to think, how to move, how to dress, how to live! But then you came along Raimundo! You showed me how to take control of my life and if I lose you … I'll just be put back to doing what everyone else says! If I lose you, I'll lose the little freedom I have over my life. I love you too much to have you taken away from me now."
He pulled her into his embrace and they stood in the darkness, holding onto each other. Neither of them wanted to be separated, but they could feel themselves being slowly pulled apart. They were both holding their breath, but Raimundo suddenly let his go in a gasp as he heard a click and span around.
Chase Young was stood at the other end of the path, pointing the gun at them. They both stepped apart.
"Put your hands up," Snapped Chase.
"Chase …" Began Raimundo.
"Put your damn hands up!" Shouted Chase Young, waving the gun threateningly.
Raimundo raised his hands and glanced at Kimiko, telling her to do the same.
"Chase, it wasn't me you sold them out," Said Raimundo.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" Shouted Chase.
"He's telling the truth!" Shouted Kimiko.
Chase hesitated for the slightest second, but then Raimundo had to do something stupid.
"And even if I did, there's no need for that language."
Chase fired. It hit Raimundo in the shoulder. It didn't do much damage, but it stung like hell. Raimundo grunted and fell to his knees as Kimiko screamed.
"If it wasn't you then who was it?" Asked Raimundo.
Neither of them answered and Chase fired a warning shot near his Raimundo's head and Kimiko screamed again.
"Who was it?" He shouted.
Neither Raimundo nor Kimiko answered. Telling Chase would save their lives, but Chase young would go after Ashley and if he did that, he would kill her. Neither of them wanted that on their conscience, even if they didn't owe Ashley anything. Chase was growing impatient, however, and fired another warning shot. This time, it grazed the top of Raimundo's head.
"Tell me who it was!" Shouted Chase, stepping forward and grabbing Kimiko, "Or I'll blast a hole in you girlfriend's brain … or yours. Either way suits me."
"Don't …" Said Raimundo, "Hurt her and I'll kill you!"
"You're in no position to be handing out threats!" said Chase, "Now tell me!"
He put the gun to Kimiko's head and Raimundo stood up.
"Ashley!" He said.
"Raimundo!" Cried Kimiko.
"We don't owe her anything Kim, and my friends are with the police right now." He looked Chase in the eyes, "It was Ashley. She called the cops and collected the reward."
"Well now, that wasn't so … YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Shouted Chase as Kimiko stamped on his foot. She then elbowed him in the stomach; back punched him in the nose, turned around and kneed him in the groin.
As he fell to his knees, Kimiko kicked him in the face. He grunted and fell over. He quickly pulled the gun out of his grasp. He recovered in time to kick her in the stomach and she fell backwards. He got to his feet and was punched in the face by Raimundo. He stepped backwards. Raimundo advanced, but Chase span around and kicked him in the chest. Raimundo stepped backwards and Chase hit him in the nose. He went to hit him again, but Raimundo grabbed his arm, turned and pulled him over his shoulder, slamming Chase down on the pavement on his back. Chase grunted and kicked up, catching Raimundo in the chin. He stepped back and Chase moved away, getting to his feet. Raimundo punched him, left, right, left, before Chase kneed him in the stomach and brought his fist up into his chin. Raimundo fell back a few steps and staggered into a lamppost. Chase stepped forward and picked Raimundo up by the throat, holding him against the lamppost, his feet dangling in mid air. Raimundo gasped for breath as Chase tightened his grip and dug his fingers into his wind pipe. Raimundo tried to pull Chase's finger's away, but one arm had now gone dead from the bullet wound to his shoulder and Chase held the other down while holding Raimundo's throat with one hand.
"You're going to die Pedrosa!" Spat Chase, "And it's about fucking time. You're a waste of space and you never seemed to understand that I was the one in charge. You are a nothing and you're going to die as a nothing and then your girlfriend is going to die right after you."
"No … she's … not!" Gasped Raimundo.
There was a 'BANG' and Chase fell to the ground, his golden eyes staring blankly. He let go of Raimundo's throat and Raimundo's feet landed on the ground as he leant against the lamppost and looked up. Kimiko was stood, still holding the gun in front of her, her blue eyes staring. The end of the gun was still smoking slightly. She blinked and dropped the gun on the ground and fell to her knees.
Raimundo staggered over to her and put an arm around her. Tears fell silently from her bright blue eyes and they both stayed there, staring at Chase's lifeless body as blood trickled from the bullet hole in his head.
Mrs Pedrosa opened the door to her husband's study. She was sure she heard a familiar voice in here, but no one used this room anymore. It was cleaned regularly, but no one came in here for any real purpose. She looked around. She was sure … she thought she had heard Raimundo. She had been thinking about him ever since the part at the Tohomiko residence.
She sighed and looked around. Then she noticed the letter on the desk. She picked it up. On the front, it said 'Mother'. She opened it and read:
Dear Mother,
I've been meaning to write for a long time, but I've been having a pretty difficult time right now. I just wanted to tell you that I'm so sorry for not doing this sooner. Father's death came between our family, but I never stopped to think that you and my brothers and sisters were suffering as much as I was. I left without giving you a reason, or a chance at showing me life could go on.
I saw you at the Tohomiko costume party. I should've said all this then, but unfortunately it's too late. A lot of stuff has happened and I won't be coming back to London again. On the plus side, I'm getting married to my current girlfriend. I know you'd like her. She's persuaded me that family is important. I should've realised that sooner.
I wanted to tell you that I miss you. I do love you and my brothers and sisters. I hope that one day I might come back and see you all again, but it looks unlikely. I've had a busy life and I'm happy, I hope I can take relief in knowing that you won't worry about me anymore and you don't have to lie anymore. You know there will be very little chance of me returning.
I'm running out of time. It won't be long before the police come after us. I love you mum, always have and always will. I just wanted to put things right. Be glad in knowing that this is the end.
Love from,
Raimundo Pedrosa.
As his mother looked out of the window, she was saw she caught a glimpse of a red bandana that she recognised. She then got up and put the letter in her late husbands desk, before leaving the room.
The End.
(A/N)Sorry it's late; the computer wouldn't let me upload. So it ends. I wanted it to end on him patching things up with his mother before he and Kimiko go on the run. It makes a happier ending and it leaves it open for you guys to decide that happens to them. So, do they get away? Do they go and live happily ever after and have lots of little Pedrosas? I wanted to just throw in there that they had decided to get married. I thought it was cute.
Tell me what you think.
Lots of luv,
Becky.
XxX