Bar Fight

Easier Said Than Done

James' p.o.v

"Brett, Joe and Aron know that Aleks isn't to be messed with." I rolled my eyes. Brett sighed, "okay, I know. I just...I have a bad feeling." I noticed the feeling too, "maybe it's just the guilt of us not beating up this guy sooner." Brett looked up at me, "I think I know this guy. But I can't put my finger on him." I shrugged, "I don't know but I do know that the sooner we get this done the better. So let's head out." We walked out the door and got into the car. It was a Friday night so we assumed the bar would be packed and we were right.

     We sat in the car. "What's the plan?" Brett turned to me. "We hunt and kill." He smiled, "right... what's the real plan?" He sighed, "Stick together. Find him. Beat the shit out of him. Then get out before the cops come." He shrugged, "easier said than done." Brett shook his head, "isn't everything?"

     "No...," he shook his head and opened the car door stepping out into the night air it suddenly filled the car I though to myself; better breathe it in now cause I might be spending the rest of my life behind bars. I made 'hmph' sound and got out of the car also. "This shouldn't be so hard." I knew I would regret those words later.

   Joes p.o.v

     I woke up when Brett and James left. "Please don't get yourselves locked up. Aleks would never forgive himself." Muttering to myself staring at them from the window.

     "Joe?" I jumped to he sound of my name being said from behind me. "Oh god Aleks you scared the shit outta me!" I exclaimed putting my hand over my heart. "Sorry." Aleks muttered. "It's ok, are you okay?" He didn't make any movement.

     "Aleks?" He didn't answer. Just kept looking down. "Aleksandr?" He still didn't do anything. I walked up to him and gave him a brief hug. He hugged back. "I'm sorry," he whispered. My shoulder feeling wet. "There is no damn reason to be sorry Aleks. Just calm down." Nodding his head he let go.

     "You wanna watch the walking dead with me?" He smiled and nodded. "As long as you don't fall asleep on me again." I laughed and looked out the window once more. It was now about 1:00am in the morning of the day after Aleks' bad dream. "What season are you on?" Aleks asked I thought for a second, "I think six." He nodded, "me too." Turning on the tv then going to season six I looked at Aleks. "What episode?" He shrugged, "I don't mind which one." I clicked episode three. "I think this one is good."

Aleks p.o.v

"What time are they gonna be back," Joe turned to me. "Prolly around four," he knew they would do something stupid. "They are gonna do something rea-," BAM! BAM! BAM! Joe shot straight up, "what the fuck was that?" I whisper yelled. "I don't know, let's go get Aron." He helped me up and we walked to the stairs and walked up them. He had fallen asleep in Joes bed since Brett stayed up. "Aron." Joe slightly shook him. "What?" He groggily moved. "I think someone-," BAM! BAM! BAM! "Open up! Or we will kick this door down you dumbfucks!" We all stared at each other. "It's him." I whispered breathlessly. My breath caught it my throat, fear rising in my chest, my heart pounding into my eardrums. "Contact Brett and James." Joe whispered. Aron grabbed his phone and instantly went to his favorites. Mishka barked and did Ein as they came into the room. "IM GONNA FIND YOU!" I jumped. Mishka and Ein hid under the bed. "Call the fucking cops!" I growled. Joe pulled out his phone and dialed 911.

"Hello, this is 911. What's you're emergency?" Joe instantly jumbled out what what was going on, "someone has broken into our house. We need help!" The lady on the other end answered right after. "What's you're location?" Joe answered that question, "please hold." The lady said and Joe growled. "Fuck." He mumbled. Aron got off the phone. "They we on their way!" He jumped out of bed. "The police should be too." I nodded.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here." We all gasped. "Shit." I growled. "Long time no see. "I know you Aleksandr." I was totally confused now! "I don't know who you are," he grinned. "My name is Jared, Brett's friend. Brett told me about you. I saw you once I was a lot skinnier and frail. But, I have worked out since then. Just for this. Brett dated my ex-girlfriend. Now, since I know you. I might as well take something from him he loves." I gawked. "Loves? Let's hope as a friend buddy. Oh and did you forget to shut the door? I would hate for mosquitoes to get in." Joe held a shocked look to me. "Shut up," Jared growled. "Well, that's now way to talk to a hurt man." He punched the wall. "That's it!" Police sirens sounded. "You! You called the cops!" We scooted back as the enraged man took a step forward.

     "You will pay," Joe winced. He was punched in the stomach I was picked up by my shirt. I gave him a swift punch. His face went to the side. He spit and pushed me up against the wall. Aron shouted hateful words to the guy.

     "Put him down!" Guns were pointed in Jareds face. "Shoot and I kill him." The woman officer talked into her com on her shoulder. "He has a hostage." I grunted under the weight of me against the wall. "Where is he?!" I heard James shout. Brett and James appeared on the side of the doorway. "We are going to need you both to back away. He has you're friend hostage." James and Brett must have called in also.

     "Shoot his knee!" The woman shot Jareds knee and he fell to the ground. He dropped me and I held my side then crawled out of his reach. "Put him on the stretcher," medics rushed in and hoisted Jared on the stretcher rushing him to the hospital. The three officers stepped in the room along with two medics. "Are you three okay?" I nodded. "I think I'm okay. Joe?" Joe stood and nodded. Brett and James then Trevor rushed in. "Trevor?" He hugged me. Then Joe and Aron. James did the same along with Brett. "Are those stitches?" A medic bent down and examined my wound. He smiled, "it's stitched well and his healing nicely. You went to the doctor for this?" I shook my head, "no sir. But trust me it was well taken care of." I looked at Brett and everyone else. "We need to talk." The man officer announced. "We must be on our way." The medics made their way out of the room. 

     "You may press charges." The woman cop nodded. "Do I need to go to court or some shit like that?" She shook her head. "No, this will take a while to cope with. We don't make people do that. We can file this and it be sent to a judge and it will all be sorted their. Just sign a couple things." I nodded, " I can do that." James smiled. "Easier said than done." Joe spoke up.

     The police left and the door to the house was locked once more, Mishka and Ein were out and about now. They had stayed under the bed until the everyone left except for my friends. "We are staying the rest of this week." Brett demanded. "I don't mind." James smiled, "let's get some sleep, come one Aleks." I agreed with a yawn. "I'm all for it." We went up to my big bed. We had our back turned to one another. That's just how we slept. And fully clothed to make it as unweird as possible.