Remember Why We Do What We Do

Chapter 3: Fuck!

Francis then starts going on and on about making me the fool "It hurts because there's a hole in your stomach. Do you remember why there's a hole in your stomach? There's a hole in your stomach because back there, when it was time for you to pull the trigger, you froze."

I point at him saying "Fuck you." He then says "Yeah, fuck me later. Right now, shut up." He then talks to English "English, I need you to listen carefully. There are a thousand blue boys out there hunting for this, and if they find it, I start shooting. You follow? Making matters worse, there are a thousand racket boys out there hunting for it, too, and if they find it, they start shooting. You follow?"

I then say, "I think he fucking gets it." He then says "Shut up. Let me hear it." English says the most I think I've ever heard come from him in one sentence "Uh, there's, there's a thousand people looking for that briefcase. It would be safest all around if none of 'em get it."

Francis then says "Good man. Keep the pressure on." I then say asking "Fuck. Are you calling my pops? Hey, prick! You fucking prick. Fuck."

He then walks saying "Boss, the La Fontaines jumped us. The whole crew was waiting. He knew when we were gonna be there..."

I then say "Fuck." He continues "...They knew what we had with us; they knew where we were. What have I been saying about a rat? I told you. Yeah, yeah. No, no, we still have it.

Uh, no, Richie and I ran to the safest place nearby. Tailor's shop. And, uh, yeah, Richie took a marble. Yeah, well, he, he's not gonna be playing for the Cubs anytime soon, but he-he'll, he'll be okay.

I... He'll be okay. You want to send the doc anyway Well, w-we, we can come. Now? All of La Fontaine's spots? That's war. Then I guess it's D-Day."

He clicks off walking back over and I ask, "Fuck he say?" He tells us "Listen to me, pal. Nobody knows where the doc is. Pops is gonna come down here himself, but it's gonna take a while."

I then start going off "What the f... fuck is a while? Take me home." He then says, "Pops says wait here." I then say "When you got marbles in your belly, you can stay, all right? I'm-I'm leaving."

He then starts going on about how great he is Making it a thousand and one times. Hey, hey. I've had marbles in my belly, remember?" I then say pissed off "Six shots. Fuck you! You work for me, and I'm saying take me the fuck home!"

He then says, "I work for your father, and your father says we stay put." I Start to go off on him when I feel the pain again "Motherfuck... Fuck!"

English then says, "He needs a doctor." Francis then says, "Oh, you think?" English then says "He's losing too much blood." Francis then orders "Push harder."

Then English states "The wound needs to be sealed." Francis then says "Oh, are you a doctor now, too?" English then says "I was in the war."

Francis then asks confused "At your age?" English then specifies "The other war. Let me see. Yeah, the marble went through."

Francis then says "I've been in a war, too, just not the overseas kind." English then states "Yeah. We have to stop this bleeding. He needs a hospital."

Francis then says "Sew him up." English then start to worry asking "What?" Francis then states "You got a needle and thread around here someplace."

English then start to say "Not that kind." Francis just repeats "Sew him up." English then tries to explain it "I can't. I don't know how. Sewing skin is not the same..."

Francis interrupts "Sew him up." English then says "If he's bleeding internally..." I feel a wave of pain and yell out "Fuck." Francis shushes me "Shh."

I then say asking "Fuck. Fuck. What... the fuck is he doing?" Francis answers like it's no big deal "He's fixing you up. Stay still." I then feel the worry worm as I say "No fucking way, he isn't. No, no, no, no, no, no. I think we should uh, we-we can, um..."

Francis then says making me a little nervous "Go on, do it quick." I then say trying to make them think of something other than this "...come up with a different plan, yeah?"

Francis shushes me again and I try a different approach "Actually, I think I'm good." English then says making it evident that there're going through with it "Hold him."

I start saying again as pain ripples through me again "Nuh-uh. Fuck." English then says getting Francis to hold me down "If I run away you can run after me, catch me and murder me then."

Francis then says as he holds me down "Keep your hands steady." and I start to warn them "Get the fuck... fuck away from me, both of you." English then says "Right, come on. Pull him this way."

I can feel the needle as it moves through my skin making me yelp "Ow! Fuck!" English then says, "One more." I start yelling in pain as it intensifies "Fuck! Fuck!" I feel myself loosing conciseness as I hear a distance voice asking, "Get my, get my tweezers." Then everything goes dark.