Daisy with Thorns

Chapter 3: Can we have a drink?

Morning
John woke up and came in the bathroom. He washed his face and sighed heavily.
- Every morning is like a hangover for you isn't it?
John looked at Grisha, he was standing by the door with his arms crossed. John ignored him and just walked out.
"Screw him, he doesn't even want to talk!"

In the department nothing changed, John was always on his own, Grisha were more talkative but sometimes he were looking at John working.
"I can't...I don't even see him as a human being"

- Volodya!
- Jesus!
Grisha stormed in his bosses office
- Do we have any info about John Wick?
He beamed, his eyes were sparkling.
Grisha looked like a kid asking his parents for a toy.
- If you can read in english, yes.
He gave Grisha the documents. Detective just stormed back out of the room.
- Millennials...

Grisha sat in the empty office and started flipping through the pages.
"I don't understand shit..."
Grisha sighed and just started looking through pages, hoping to understand anything.
Suddenly he stopped when he noticed some familiar names.
- What the...
It was his parents, and their date of death.
"How..."
He flipped several pages back and got to the name of what he's seeing right now.
Jobs done.
Was written on the paper.
Grisha understood right away
"That's him...that's the person that took everything from me..."
Grisha stormed out of the room, leaving the documents on the table.

Losing his parents, was the hardest thing he went through in his life. Their death shaped him the most, shaped his little sister, their death made him go into police, his hunger for justice started there, when he found out that it was all just because of such a material thing, like money.
He wasn't thinking about revenge at first. But their killer is in the one building with him...

Grisha walked out of the room and walked towards the gym, John was there most of the time.
John threw his jacket on the floor and unbuttoned sleeves of his shirt. John rolled up his sleeves.
Grisha was just watching him but he broke and lashed out at him. John fell on the floor.
- You killed them!
- What are you talking about?!
Grisha wanted to punch him in the face, but John dodged his hand. John punched him in the stomach with his knee and stood up. Grisha grabbed his stomach and stood up, heavily breathing.
- My parents...you...
John understood what was going on, and that Grisha won't stop. All that John could do is just defense himself.
After some time Grisha got John by his neck and started strangling him on the floor. John grabbed his hands, while trying to breath, his legs were stomping the ground. Grisha could hear his breath, feel how his chest goes up and down, trembling.
Everything was blurry, his mind got all foggy, he couldn't think straight, heart started beating faster.
Grisha suddenly let him go. John crawled away from him while coughing and holding on his neck. They started just to look at each other.
Number of policemen just stormed into the room, both looked at them.

Grisha and John were sitting in the waiting room of the hospital. Kristina stood on Grishas side, while Volodya were standing next to John. Grisha and John were sitting right next to each other, looking at each other like animals.
- Kids...
Volodya sighed and both of these "kids" looked at him.
- Agree...
Kristina hissed and both glanced at her.
Everybody focused at the loudspeaker on the wall and then went to the room that it said them to go too.

- You're pretty weak though
John commented while sitting on the edge of the hospital bed.
He was keeping his head up, while the nurse was taking care of his wounds.
- Shut up...
Grisha answered with his teeth clenched and turned his head other direction at the request of a nurse.
- How you even got into police? You can't even beat up an old man.
Grisha suddenly turned back and looked at John, because they were sitting on different beds back to back.
- Should I beat you up again you piece of shit?
Grisha barked.
John turned to him. Nurses didn't knew what to do so they just waited.
- I dare you...
- Do you both need a muzzle to keep fucking calm or what?!
Both looked at Volodya that suddenly yelled. They sat back to their places. Grisha pulled a curtain that was dividing him and John.

Nurses were done. Grisha's nurse gave him her phone number and walked out of the room. John's nurse tried to do the same but he said that he was married. Nurses were gone, they were alone now, one on one. John turned to him and pulled the curtain away
- Listen to me...
John tried to comfort him a bit.
Grisha just pulled it back. John didn't stop and pulled it away again, to see Grisha. Grisha pulled it back again. This time John just pulled it down so it just fell on the floor.
- Just try to understand me, I didn't had a choice, my life or life of people I don't even know.
- So you didn't thought that they might have a family? Kids?
Grisha censured
- Grisha...
John called his name softly and sat closer to him
- Can we have a drink?
Johnathan asked.
- Me? With you? No!
A detective raged, to the point that his voice got somehow higher in the end.
- It's on me.

John was drinking carefully, unlike Grisha who was already having fun.
John was sitting by the bar and were talking with the barmen, the only person who knew english.
Grisha walked towards him and fell on his shoulder
- You're beautiful
- You're drunk...
John understood that he's going to become broke soon and started to drag Grisha out of the club by force.
- But Jooohn!
Grisha howeled
- Well...we are not gonna do THIS again for sure...
- Are you mad at me?
He asked, giggling.
- No...
John sat him in the car and got behind the wheel. Grisha sighed and looked out the window
- Where are we going?
- Home
- Whos home?
Grisha asked, completely serious.
- Your home you dumbass, you think I'm gonna go to New York on the car?
- I don't want to, Kristina is going to kill me...
Grisha grumbled.
- It's not my problem.

Grisha fell asleep in the car, leaning his head against the window. Red light, John took off his ring and started looking at it, thinking. He heard a car honking at him, John flinched and dropped the ring.
- Shit...
John didn't have time on trying to find it, it was green light already. Everytime car stopped, John was searching for it, but it was too dark. They got home, John picked Grisha up and went to the door.
John laid him on the bed and wanted to straighten out his back but Grisha just dig his nails into his back
- Wonderful...
John carefully removed Grisha's hands from his back and walked away.