The Castaway

Release

Writer's note: I wasn't prepared for these, I just started writing anyway, but its worth reading. Enjoy.
Yours lovely,
Geoffrey Collins

The deafening sound of the gun echoed throughout the ware house, it made my right eardrum feel like it has exploded. My eyes widened in horror, mouth opened slightly after releasing a quick gasp, I vibrated, staring at Pilate at his deed.
"Was I dead?" I thought, my vision was blur, I turned slowly to look at Harry; he was sobbing lightly, but as he saw me, his expression changed as his eyebrow folded at....I'm not exactly sure why, but he stopped sobbing.

"Get out!" Pilate voice boomed

I realised I wasn't dead immediately; the bullet didn't pierce through my forehead, it just passed by the side of my ear; a small smile escaped my lip...very small, Pilate wouldn't have noticed.

"I said get out!" He said, this time hitting me slightly with his finger on my chest then walked out.

I sat down on the ground, I laughed like I was crying, lay down on the ground and laughed harder, holding my stomach from the pain I got from the beating earlier, tears escaped by the corner of my eyes as I laughed.

Harry walked towards me; his right hand stretched out to help me get up; I griped it and flung myself at him, hugging him and giving him a friendly pat on his back.
"That's it Bud, you finally got your way"

"Uh-huh, I always get my way" I replied with a smirk.

We walked out of the warehouse, I found Dimitri " hey Spanish boy, aren't you going to miss me?" I said, mimicking his accent never sure where Dimitri was from Spain on Russia ; what does it matter to me?

He was standing, leaning on the wall looking at me, I wonder what is going on in his mind.
I stepped closer to him and stared eyeball-to-eyeball- with him " I'm leaving blood gang, whatchasay?"

He close his eyes a little bit, not shutting them entirely, then popped out "Where's Pan's body if you killed him?"

A chill ran down my spine. Pilate never asked of Pan's body, he was dumber and easier to deceive.

"You can go find it at his house, if it hasn't been found out by the rest of his guards and shifted, but I sure killed him" I tried to make me sound like I wasn't lying.
Pilate strolled in, meeting me and Dimitri so close. At the sight of him, I pat Dimitri on his arm and
said "good bye" loudly, then I walked to meet Harry. Dimitri and Pilate stared as we walked out of sight.

"Did you believe he killed Pan Bruise?" Dimitri asked Pilate.
"That will be revealed" Pilate replied, putting a cigarette in his mouth for Dimitri to lit
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"I finally found the opportunity to amend my mistakes and I'm not going to ruin it" I said to Harry after explaining all that had happened.
I explained because Harry hadn't believe me from the start, he knew I was feigning all those from the beginning. "Did you kill Pan?" He had asked me when we walked out of the warehouse; I confessed which made him let out a sigh of relief "I knew you wouldn't, even if you could".
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" you going to start a Family huh?"
" remember the girl i had told you I raped?"
"Yea, what about her?"
"I told you I'm gonna repair my mistakes, she's gonna be my wife"
"Ben, you raped her, its called a rape cos it's a 'by force fuck!' Do you think she's going to forgive you?"

"Don't worry about that"

"IF she agrees to take you,I said if, and Pilate finds out you didn't kill Pan he's going to be M A D, then your family's gonna go into hiding; jeopardizing your wife and probably your kids" Harry said with a worried look

"I can handle blood gang as a whole"

"Yea right..that's my bro, but try leaving me aside when you're gonna "handle blood gang" sifu Ben Bruce" Harry joint his palms together and bowed his head slightly like a kung fu student greeting his master.

I laughed hard "I'm going to miss you Harry, you should leave the gang too"

"Yea, I know, but not everybody has the guts to do what you just did- stand up to Pilate- that's a whole big deal"

"You should go now"I told him

Harry threw a friendly punch to my shoulder "Go look for your family, bro"

I fought myself internally because I was about to break down, I quickly dragged him for a hug and turned backward immediately to avoid him looking at my teary eyes.
I walked away.

"Goodbye bro" he called after me.
Oh he just did it! The tears dropped. I wasn't going to miss the gang, I was gonna miss my first and only Africa-America best friend- Harry.
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I stopped to spend the night in a hotel. I planned to crash for the night, then walk to the mall to find her, i heard she come there regularly.

I laid on my bed, with my eyes open and thought of strategies to use on winning her heart; "should i let her know i had once come in contact with her?, would she be scared of me?" Or should i act like I've never seen her before and woo her, then later telling her i have a son with her?... Son? Did she ever have my child?

I never asked myself that, i sat up on the bed and rubbed my hair " would she have aborted the child of a once bad man?" She would love the child anyway, right?.
"She must have conceived the child" i convinced myself
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The sun ray beamed through a small part of the cotton that was left open the night before, shining straight to my closed eyes, and all i saw was a liquid red, i knew it was the sun, i groaned and turned placing the other pillow from the other side of the bed, over my head.

I jerked up and straight to the bathroom, i was my teeth slowly and carefully; i hate looking stupid whenever i was brushing: the toothpaste all over my face, the kind of faces i make and all.

I got washed up, and walked out of the hotel.

I got to the mall, the bell jingled as i opened the door, "i'm just gonna look around"

"What?" a tiny voice called from beside the door.
"Never mind" I said without looking at the shorter lady.

I walked round the mall, section by section, but no sign of her.

Then I headed back out, on my way, i saw the shorter lady who had called out to me earlier... My jaw dropped, heart beat accelerated, my palm got cold and I felt my throat become sore.
It was her!!