Mr. Wick ( John Wick x Female Character)

Chapter 8: Bloody Surprise

Stacey hadn't told her parents what had happened with the car, they'd be too worried and beg her to return home, and that was the last thing she wanted.
She had told them about Diana and how she brought her to see the rest of her friends.

'I'm glad I met them, I'm gonna see them on Tuesday'.

She could hear her parents smiling, 'that is amazing Stacey, we knew you would fit in straight away! Maybe one day, when you really settle in, we could visit you?'

Doesn't sound like a bad idea at all.

'Sure, I don't mind, I haven't started just yet, but Diana offered to help me with designing everything'.

'She sounds like a wonderful woman, anyway we must go, it's getting quite late for us'.

'Oldies'.

'We love you'.

Stacey poked her tongue out, 'I love you too', she closed the chat and leaned back into the sofa, she was happy to be here, apart from the car, she was glad that she was here and-.

There was a noise outside... A strange noise, like a shout.
She jumped up and raced over to the front window to see who it was.

John!?

She didn't hesitate to rush out of the house, she didn't care if she was in her night gown.

'John!'

He was in a suit, his white dress shirt was stained with blood, so much blood, his face was bloody and bruised as well as his hands. All together he looked like he went all the way to hell and back.
He looked up suddenly when Stacey called out to him, and she could tell that he was trying to get inside, but she was quicker as she wasn't injured.

'Oh my god, what happened to you!? Hold on you can't go in there without calling an ambu-'.

'Don't call one, here! The fucking key!'

She faltered from how harshly he spoke to her, but she then grabbed the blood covered key, almost dropping it. Her stomach almost dropped when she felt the warm blood seeping into her palm.
Once the door was unlocked, she didn't hesitate to help him inside, it was difficult as he was much bigger than her.

'Here, I'm gonna take you to the couch'.

She manouvered him gently, and he didn't seem to complain. The moments she lowered him onto the couch he groaned in pain.

'Oh god I-uh where are your painkillers I-'.

'You think I need just painkillers?'

He snapped at her and Stacey felt her blood boil, the same way she felt when Gary had spoken to her back in the park.

'Then what do you want me to do Mr. Wick?'

She clentched her teeth as she hissed as him, his dark bloodshot eyes looked into hers.

'Get out'.

'But I-'.

'You asked me what I wanted you to do, and I said to get out'.

Stacey couldn't believe him, she had just helped him inside, and she was willing to continue to help, but he wasn't having any of it.
Where was the man from before? The one who saved her from the asshole in the park?

'John I-'.

'I said get the fuck out!'

His voice rang in her ears and she backed away, he lifted himself up, as if he was going to lunge at her.
Her heart lept into her throat and she almost tripped over the coffe table when she jolted back. The look he had given her had frightened her.

Get out, get the fuck out, he's going to hurt you!

Stacey didn't hesitate to bolt away and out the door. She rushed back into her own home, slamming the front door and leaning against it. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to take in what had happened. She pressed her hand against her stomach and pulled it away suddenly.

Blood, he got  blood on you!

Stacey rushed into the bathroom, tearing her night gown off and throwing it in the bason, it had sadly seeped though to her underwear.

'Get out, get out, get out!'

She seethed, her hands rubbing raw as she tried her best to get the blood out, but it was no use, she had to get better stain remover tomorrow.
A sudden wave of tears came and Stacey fell to her knees, the whole incident had shocked.

John Wick didn't seem like that man she thought he was.