Multi-Fiction

Kingsman

I was out for a walk along the street when I crashed into someone and almost fell to the floor, luckily they pulled me back up. "No fuckin way," I knew that voice, "Molly?" It was Eggsy.
"Oh my god, Eggsy it's been a couple of years. How are you doing?" I asked as we walked together.
"As good as having a Stepdick who controls your mother can get. I'm off out for a pint with the lads if you care to join us," he suggested and I nodded.
"That sounds brilliant, today has been....eventful." We soon arrived at the pub and saw his mates already sat down.

"Somebody's been busy," they teased as Eggsy walked over with me.
"Shut up alright, she's just a friend. She could use a drink as much as me by sounds of it," he said as our pints arrived.
"Dean been at it again?" Eggsy nodded.
"If Dean treats your mum so bad, why don't she leave him?" One questioned him.
"Low self esteem that's her problem," the other spoke up.
"Fuck off, why would she have low self esteem? Note his mums a wolfie. No offence pal." They laughed and Eggsy shook his head.
"It's alright. One of these days I'm gonna smash his face in." I smiled at the thought of Eggsy beating him up, I had met Dean once, it was short because he instantly kicked me out but still, I knew a dickhead when I saw one.  "Are you mental cuz? He'll just get that lot to do you and then pretend he knew nothing..." his mate pointed across to another table, but soon stopped as they noticed him. "...about it," he finished looking into his glass whilst I glanced at Eggsy.

"Oi, you think you can chat shit about us and we won't do nothing just because our governors bangin Eggsy's mum?" The leader spoke up and Eggsy chuckled before looking over.
"Pretty much, yeah," he nodded and I stuck a middle finger up behind him.
"Leave it, let's just go man it's not worth it," his mate tapped my hand, so I stopped as the opposing group stood up. "You lot have overstayed your welcome. Leave," he leant over our table and pointed at the door. I saw the look on Eggsy's face as he shoved his hands in his pockets, he was planning something, I knew it, we stood up face to face with him. "I'm sorry about that bruv." Eggsy said and I noticed he nicked the keys, holding in a laugh as he put a hand on my back and we walked out. If no one else had been there, and I had my tech with me those guys would be sorry.

"They're not fucking worth it," one of his mates stated and I gave Eggsy a knowing look, he smiled back. "It's freezing. Why are we walking?" He smirked as he revealed the keys to the guys. 
"You jacked his fucking car keys bruv?"
"Yeah and now we're gonna nick his car." Eggsy said and I sprinted round front, hopping the front of the car to get in first as his mates got in the back. I clicked on the radio and turned it up full blast as bonkers blared out and he started doing donuts. "That's my fucking car! Eggsy I swear you're in fucking trouble." The guy screamed as we laughed back. We had the front windows down and I waved at him as Eggsy called him a wanker. "Floor it Eggsy," I told him and he nodded as we sped off, "bye dipshit" I waved as we went.

Not long before the police spotted us and we reversed back along the streets, he was a good driver to say the least. I had to say I missed this, none of us could stop laughing as I stared down the police officers. His mates were tapping the seats out of excitement whilst I just clapped my hands together as we swerved between cars as they nearly caught us. "Come on!" Eggsy screamed laughing his head off. "Heeeyyyy!" We all waved at the police who looked really pissed. Then we turned an alley and it all went wrong as he dodged a fox and we crashed. "You dick," one complained rubbing his head.
"Foxes are vermin cuz you should have driven it over" I glanced back at the fox which I watched hurry to another and smiled that we didn't. "Should've done a lot of things. I'll sort this get out of the car." Eggsy ordered gripping the wheel. We all stared at him, "get out of the fucking car!" He shouted again and I gave him a begging look. "Go!" He shouted at me again. I quickly hugged him noticing the Kingsman medal that hung around his neck, "Oxfords not Brogues," I whispered before tucking it back in for him, hoping he got the hint incase, and legging it home.
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