My middle finger salutes you (Unedited)

Chapter 5

Next thing,I was pushing  Malcum to the ground and pulled the 2 goons holding my friend and brother in front of me while Allen and Kerah got to know the floor a little better. The 2 gun shots Jared fired webt straight through their heads. I let go of their collars and they fell to the floor. 

"Your got balls kid." Jared smirk was gone."Look after them. You might just loose them."

He was off. I watched nim leave. Malcum stood next to me. Allen and Kerah were passed out on the floor.

"What do we do with them?" Malcum asked.

I sighed "I have an idea. Common."

I picked up Allen and slung him over my shoulder. Malcum took Kerah. We placed both in my car and I told Malcum to tail me. We drove to Allen's apartment building. We walked into the lobby.

"Aren't we going to look suspicious carrying 2 bodies...?" Malcum was interupred by a scoff.

He glared at me. I raised my hand in defence that wasn't carrying Allen. "Wasn't me."

He looked to his left and saw a lady behind a desk.

"Please,after seeing Mr. McNice carry his brother in here on repeat all this time." she said in a thick Irish accent "It truly doesn't come as a shock anymore."

She looked at Malcum then eyed the girl on his shoulder.

"Which 1 is yours?" she asked eyes on me.

I grinned "The male."

She handed me a spare key to Allen's apartment. I thanked her and led Malcum to the elevator.

We walked into the apartment and straight for the bed room.

We set them on the bed. It was hard getting them into position. But we did it stepping back to admire our work. 

Kerah was on her back with no shirt and her hands in Allens hair. Allen's hand was on Kerah's back,'undoing' her bra,also not wearing a shirt and jeans low on his hips. We set like 35 empty beer bottles and 5 empty bottles of wine so it seemed like they were super drunk and tried some kinky shit but passed out.

"How about tou just disappearing?" Malcum asked

I looked around.

Allens phone. 

Light bulb.

I grabbed it and started texting myself. Malcum was reading it from over my shoulder. It went like this;

(Big Bro)

Heyyy my brother  where you at

Oh you left yo phone whe yo were here thi mornin

I text you an you come ge it

Wh yo not reply

Yo phone ova here homie

Dope party last night bro

Malcum smiled and raised a brow.

"What?" I asked "He texts like a dumbass rapper when he's drunk."

I put his hand and my phone under his pillow. After deleting Malcum's number,of coarse.

"Nice work,man. This is real quick thinking." Malcum acknowledged.

"Thanks. Let's bounce before they wake the fuck up."

I know what your thinking; What the fuck,Roger.

When your desperate your desperate,and I was desperate.
We ran out and gave the key back to the nice Irish lady. We went to my apartment and I got my clothes and a few other things. Including my extra phone.