In The Name Of Trouble

Chapter 39

I started to bang the doors till my fists hurt.

"Wh-where am I?" The doctor got up

"You're in the hospital sir."

"Sir, he's not breathing!!!"

"What!!!" The doctor rushed to check the vitals "He's......... Dead."

"How can he die?!?!"

"Gunfah injected me with something to make me sleep."

"Thats not Gunfah. That's Cash." I spat

"Cash Reb-"

"YES ITS HER!!!"

I got a text

Yo Gingerboy, if I were you I'd get out of there in 10 minutes. Tick tick boom!!! Oh and did you thank the doc? How's the President? Give him my regards. 😂

What do you want!!!!!

This number has been disconnected. Further messages cannot be seen or received.

"FUCK!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everyone looked at me. I head rammed the door. I got a big bump on my head now. A doctor opened the door from outside.

"GET EVERYONE OUT OF THE HOSPITAL THERE'S A BOMB. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!!!!!"

People ran in all directions. We ran out of the hospital.

The place blew up.
...........

"Cash you're not in India are you?" I was in a conference call.

"Ok guys I can-"

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!"

"Actually I wasn't thinking that's the-"

"Oh my god, you're all over the frakinh news!!! I'm so pissed off I can't even cuss properly."

"Ok guys I'm sorry. Besides can we agree that the president is bulls-"

They all hung up.

"Nice talk guys." I sighed

I was in the Pit with demolition contracts in front of me. I'm destroying this house. Everything except the Pit. I'll have to make a new way to access this underground heaven and haven.

I needed to move from place to place. Keeping a house like this is a bad idea. Its like a magnet to all the cops and people looking for me.

I sent the papers through email. I got a mail saying that work will begin I'm two days. I paid extra to make them start tomorrow first thing tomorrow.

I went to bed in Clint's police outfit and slept in Lori's empty space.

Bye house
...........

"Cash is it true?"

"What's true?" It was Clint

"You're arrested and in prison?!?!"

"No. I'm home. What are you talking about?"

"Dude the video of you getting arrested is all over the news right now. Its not true?"

I switched the TV on "Dude if it was true, you think I'll be talking to you?"

I saw the footage on the news.

Holy shit!!! That's Stacy!!!! I didn't even pay the girl.

"Cash you there?"

"Yeah, listen I gotta go."

"Yeah ok and uhhh Cash?"

"What?"

"If you were a bit older, I would've used my safety on you."

"Really funny, quit messing around. Did it happen? Did you lose it?"

"Nope. Saving it for someone special."

"Well hope you find her." I teased and hung up.

I got a call from an idiot named Larson.

"Hello." I said as I plopped on the couch

"Hello baby, you seem too jolly."

"Obvi Larson. What do you expect when I kill the freakin president and get away with it. Oh yeah, where's my money?"

"You'll get it if I get the respect I deserve baby. Just cause I left you from my hook. Don't forget my tattoo. See you soon Baby."

"Bye Larson." I hung up and took off my shirt to see my back in the mirror.

It was still red.

After he split the skin. He stitched it together. So now my back is filled with Cheater embedded on my back with Gold and Silver molten threads.

I'm going to the tattoo parlor to cover it up.

"Which will it be?" The guy who was appointed for me asked.

There were a lot of options.

"Something to cover my whole body. Leg to neck."

"I got just the thing." He smiled and took me to another room.

"Clothes off sweetie. I can't work on you."

"Right."