Remember Why We Do What We Do

Chapter 5: Home Again

~~Richie/Stiles~~

He turns shooting at me and I reach up to my neck as I feel warmth run down my hand. I fall to the ground as Francis says walking to look at me on the ground and says "Damn it, Richie. Why'd you make me do that?

These are the last words you're gonna hear, so I hope you remember them in hell. You didn't die because you're dumb, because you're arrogant or because you're slow. It was because you're weak." 

I feel as it gets harder to breath, and I start to feel cold. I breath out for the last time and somehow open my eyes. I look around seeing . . . . my bedroom. 

I stand up slowly looking at myself and I go over to my computer turning it on. I look at the date seeing that no time has passed other than it being hours later, and I lean back in the chair when I hear the door creak open. 

I turn the swivel to see my dad and I ask, "What happened?" He looks to me shocked and he comes over hugging me. 

He then says "You got into a car accident, and you were okay but for some reason you wouldn't wake up. So, I thought maybe it would be better to wake up in a familiar place and thank God you woke up. They weren't sure when you'd wake up or at all." 

He brings me in for another hug and too be honest I thought I'd be happy when I left but to be completely honest, I miss my dad. I miss English and even . . . Mabel. 

I pry myself from my old father not feeling like I belong, and I ask him ". . . Dad can I get some new clothes?" 

He gives a look before changing it quickly and says with a fake smile "Sure, do you want me to drive you, or do you want to ride in the jeep?" I answer, "I'll drive the jeep, but I just thought I'd let you know." 

I jump up quickly going down the stairs to the jeep and I start it up going to the store. Once at the location I get out going into the designer clothing shop and I reach into my pocket grabbing my dad's card. 

I look around and someone comes up to me asking what they can do for me. I ask them "Can I have something like this." He comes up to me and says, "Sure anything specific?" 

I tell him handing him the card with my own "Anything and if there isn't enough on this card." I hold mine up and I hand it to him. I then hold up the second one saying, "Then use whatever else from this one. Got it?" 

He nods getting to work and after I leave still having some money left, I go to the gun store. After looking around I actually find my own gun and I ask about it. 

The gun clerk explains "This gun isn't for sale, it's just for show." I then ask, "Then can you show it to me?" He looks at me and asks, "How old are you and do you even know how guns work?" 

I nod and say, "If you don't believe I can use one how about if I exceed your expectations, I get that gun and if I don't then I'll never come back." He nods saying, "Very well kid, Tomorrow same time and we'll go to the gun range. I'll bring the gun with the ammo." 

I smile leaving the place and I go to the gas station to full up the jeep. I go into the store and go up to the guy. He looks at me and I say, "I'll take those." 

He looks to where I'm pointing and shakes his head saying, "Not unless you have proof of ID." I lean over the table and grab him pulling him to the other side. 

I let him fall to the ground and he pushes himself against the table looking up at me. I crouch to look him dead in the eyes "Give me what I want or the next time I come back you will never walk again. Do we have an understanding?" 

He nods up and down erratically before getting up to go back to the other side of the table grabbing the pack. He hands them to me saying "On the house." I smile saying "Glad we have an understanding. I'll be seeing you." I turn leaving the gas station and I get into the jeep driving home.