Sirens

Chapter 5: I Hate Having Knives and Bullets in Me.

I was in a hurry to get to the flipped car. I wanted to see If those guys need...help. I seen the car coming up. Glass was everywhere along with parts and even acouple of doors came off and it was upside down. "Do you think anyone survived it?" Tom asked getting out of the car. "Probably, at least it didn't blow up."

I walked over to the car and got down on my knees and looked inside. There was the man with the hockey mask on and he didn't look so good. He had cuts all over his jacket and blood was dripping from behind his mask; his masked didn't even look good it was cracked in three different places. I looked to the side of him and seen another guy with slicked back brown hair. He looked worse than the masked guy. He had blood dripping down from his head. It looked like he bashed his head off the windshield. He also had cuts and pieces of glass stuck in his arms.

"Tom help me get these guys out." I said trying to get the masked one unbuckled. "What are you going to do to them?" He asked getting out of the car, but before I could answer I felt a pain in my arm followed by a gunshot. "Oh shit" tom ran beside me seeing that the guy with brown hair had shot me.

He looked at the brown haired man and punched him causing him to go unconscious. "Fucking hell!" I screamed in anger and pain. "Are you alright?" Tom asked calmly. "Fine... Just help me get these fuckers into my car." I picked up the man and took him to the back seat and threw him down as tom followed.

"Do you need a hospital?" He looked at my arms as it was bleeding out. "What that bitch house, I'm fine. I can fix it when we get home." I looked at my watch and had little specks of blood on it and seen it was almost 11:40. I hate being chased constantly. Its gonna end no matter what. Even if I have to kill my self.

I pulled into my drive way before getting out I looked around outside making sure it was safe. I got out and tried to grab one of the guys from the back seat, but ended up just putting myself in pain. "You should take it easy." He grabbed the guy that shot me and put him over his shoulder. "You should shut up."

We went inside and Tom got to the shelf before I did and we took the guys down stairs and seen that our guest was still asleep. "Just in time." I said putting the masked guy down on a medical bed and strapped him down.

"Are you going to take care of these two?" I might as well, it wouldn't be fair to torture them when they just had a car crash. "Yeah. Later" I went to the bomb I set up and disarmed it. I sat down at my desk and looked at my arm. God, I hate having knives and bullets in me. "Here you should let me look at that." Tom came over after he put the other guy down in the medical bed and strapped him down.

Tom has been working on my arm for what seems like forever. "How much longer?" I wanted to go to bed, I haven't slept in a full 24 hour's. "Just hold still and it won't take that long" he started stitching my arm up after he gave me a shot so I couldn't feel it. "Annndd done. Good as new." He wiped the blood away.

I got up and went to the two new guest. "Will you help me take care of these two, I need to hook them up to the machines and remove the glass from their bodies and probably a bunch of other shit." I looked at tom as he just sat at the sink and washed the tools off he just used on me. "You know what tom just go home, here take this." I handed him 500 dollars "that's for helping me today." He just sat there and starred at the money in my hands.

I know he won't take it, but he didn't need to be caught up in this. "I don't want it, you keep it." He pushed the money away. "I didn't mean to get you caught up in this." I put the money into his Jacket pocket. "I'll take the money, but I'm staying here. Plus with out me you would have had your ass handed to you." He got up and assisted me with the guys. "What ever you say."

We got the guys changed, hooked up to machines, cleaned, and Strapped down. I looked at tom and he had blood covered all over his gloves. "Tom it looks like you killed them." He looked at his gloves and took them off. "Watch out you're next."

"I'm going up stairs to look for the mini cameras vanoss put around the hall." I got up and grabbed my signal catcher that in my desk. "What if the guys wake up, do you want me to put them back to sleep?" I stopped half way up the stairs. "Nah, they're strapped in pretty good and shouldn't get out."

I turned the signal catcher on showing a diagram of my house. "Now let's find those camera's." On the screen popped up 5 different red spots; one in my room, bathroom, living room, guest room, and my laundry room. I went into the bath room and located one above the door. "4 more left." I went into my room and looked for the one he put in there. Of course that bastard put it on the wall in front of my bed to watch me sleep. "3 left." I went into the laundry room and found another one on my washer then I was off to the guest room. I actually wondered if he even used the bathroom. I looked at my device and it showed me the camera was beside the bed somewhere. I looked all around the bed and finally found it in the lamp.

You know I wonder if Evan's crew is watching as I take this down and smash them. I said looking into the small camera and shortly after smashing it. I walked into the living room where tom was what looks like taking a nap, but in the strangest position ever, better not disturb him. I found the last camera and smashed it and threw the parts into the trash. Now I wait for the men to wake up.

I looked at my watch and said 12:30 AM. I can't believe vanoss is still asleep. Maybe I calculated the time wrong? I took a seat on my chair and laid back, maybe I should get a couple of hours of sleep before torturing. I yawned and put my feet up on the table and took out my gun so I could be ready for anything. "Night Thomas." I said and heard his voice. "Night--" and then was followed by snores.