Different Breed

Different Breed Part Twenty

**********DIFFERENT BREED PART TWENTY**********

Milton put his head down as he was in excruciating pain. Javan dropped the log and attended to Milton

"Fam...The blade looks like its down deep. What are we going to do?" Javan asked

"...Are you sure he's dead?" Milton asked in discomfort

"Yeah, I'm positive, bro" Javan replied "I had to, look at what's in his other hand"

Milton looked, and he saw that Dixon had another huge blade on him. Milton looked down, and Javan had a large gash across his left thigh, that went through his jeans

"My days...are you alright. That looks bare bad" Milton asked

"I'm a bad-a-man solider, this is nothing" Javan assured Milton, but then he felt the gash sting, and the pain appeared on his face

"Don't run before you can walk, fam" Milton slightly laughed

"Waste man; well I'd say Dixon literally stabbed you in the back" Javan laughed

"You're a clown" Milton vaguely laughed

"OH MY DAYS...DID ANY ONE SEE US?" Javan barked as he quickly scanned the area

"No one is here fam, just us three" Milton replied

"So what...does this make me a murderer or something?" Javan asked

"More like manslaughter, it was bloody defence. There would have been a double murder if you hadn't stepped in" Milton declared, he turned to his unconscious brother "Dixon...Why did it come to this? You were so eager to get rid of me, and look who lost? You're on the receiving end, not me. We could have been blessed but your bitterness got in the way. Well, I ain't bitter, you actually banged me up quite a bit, still. I'm not a waste man, so may your soul rest in peace"

"Some deep stuff...Yo, should we go to a hospital?" Javan asked "My leg is actually killing me now"

"It's dripping, man. Just try and go to some next corner shop and get us some bandages. Have you got some P on you?" Milton asked

"Yeah, I got a few, still. Bermuda does dollars, init?" Javan asked

"Yeah, they do. Please hurry, this blade is killing me softly" Milton vaguely spoke

"Strumming my pain with his fingers; Singing my life with his words; killing me softy with his song..." Javan jokingly began to sing "Killing Me Softly"

"Is this really the time for your waste jokes?" Milton asked

"You've got to lighten up. Just be thankful it's not you lying there" Javan replied

"HURRY JAVAN, I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE THIS" Milton barked in agony

"Sorry, ok man, I'm going" Javan replied as he made his way to the direction of the shops. Milton then sat on the ground, and looked at his brother. He didn't know what to do, whether Dixon was even worth shedding a tear for. But a tear began to wield from his left eye, which he wiped. He didn't want it to end this way - after all, Dixon was his brother.

A few minutes later, Javan returned with a full first aid kit

"...what the hell, Javan?" Milton asked

"What? We don't want any nasty arse infections now, do we?" Javan asked

"You are your mother's child. Mum is exactly the same way" Milton grinned. Javan got out two large rolled-up bandages and very large white plasters

"Damn...I don't know if I should pull this out, bro. It's in there deep" Javan stated

"It's bless, just get it out, please" Milton said in agony.