Wild World

ALL GOOD.

"He claims he has a bomb under his jacket." I manage to say.

Jego was around fifty but an old friend. He is in the military.

"Why bring him here? You know its not safe for you nor him." He says facing me.

Soon the guy stirs awake. He squints his eyes to adjust to the light.

We all watch him.

"You better call the cops on this. You never know what he did to deserve this." Jego says scratching his head.

"No no no! Don't call the cops. Those guys will kill me. " he says not attempting to move.

"Jego please please please...for my sake." I looking up at him with my puppy dog eyes.

"Fine but because you two are sweet and nice." he says pointing to me and Kylie.

"Thank you so much." I say.

He's soon asking the guy where the bomb is excactly located. He points to his chest on the middle.

Jego walks up to Kylie taking her hair clip. He walks back to the guy dipping his hand under his jackets.

His eyes widen and pushes his second hand in. Soon he retrives his hand and unzips the guys jacket.

The site makes all of us gag.

He has torn flesh in straight line . More like cuts.

Jego safely holds he bomb in place.

" The rest is your job. I have to get rid of this." He says holding up the bomb.

"We have to take you to hospital." I say walking over to the guy.

"They will find me.No one else has to know am alive for now. " He says sitting up.

I rush to help him out of my blood stained bed but he pushes me off.

And i just helped him."Jego bring back that bomb" I say to myself.

He heads right out of the bed room.

"You see Kylie, this is why I don't like helping people. You show them love and they step right all over it." I say following him to the kitchen.

He walks to the cabinet pulling out some salt. He adds water add mixes the two.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I say draining the bowl into the sink.

I pick some tea leaves and empty the whole packet into the bowl,  I add some warm water , sugar and a little salt. Soon it's a syrup.

Kylie brings me a cloth and some Sodium Peroxide.
I pour half the bottle in the mixture and it starts foaming. Soon its a brown mixture.

I take the cloth dip it in the mixture. Am about to apply it on him when he holds my hand.

"I can do it myself." he says rudely.

Am about to say it but Kylie eyes me innocently full of concern.

I give the cloth to him.

"Am gonna just watch you break." I say taking a sit on the kitchen Island.

He is all wincing from the pain and am enjoying my apple. He balances himself on the edge of the kitchen island.

"A little help?" he says handing me the cloth.

"Something tells me you are some spoilt little brat." I state coldly.

He glares at me.

"Kylie look, if looks could bite I would be dead," I deadpan.

I fix him up on his chest and back.

I offer him some milk and we have to argue over it. But finally he drinks up.
"Now we can fix you down there and check if your junior was chopped off." I say and Kylie laughs.

"Thats not happening." he says.

"You will soon pass out due to the pill in the milk." I say getting him to sit.

"I have taken beer more than a lot. I can't pass." he says trying to stand.

" 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." and by one he crumbles onto the chair.

That was easy.

We carry him to our bedroom and back onto my stained bed.

Luckily his junior was still intack though he had cuts all over.

We are done nursing him after two hours of work and its about 3:00pm.

My mom gets here about six pm and we have to hide this dude whose name we don't know.

We take a rest by watching a movie on our old TV.