Gruff & Bones: The Quest For The Last N-Word Pass

Chapter 3

As I drove back to the house I looked around at all the houses and buildings that were destroyed or worn down from the war. I took a detour through my old neighborhood from when I was a child. I saw my house, my old friend John's house, and Bones' house. But of course back then he wasn't called Bones, he was Milo Twinkson Jr. But like I said, times change people.

I cut through 2 abandoned parking lots and was right down the street from our house. The sun had just gone down, and it wasn't safe to be out here at night. I knew I shouldn't have drove down "Memory Lane" but I couldn't help myself. 

I drove into the driveway and turned off the engine. As I was about to leave the golf cart, I heard screams coming from inside the house, Bones' screams. 

I leaped out and rushed over to the window, the inside of the house was completely dark except for a light inside of the kitchen. I could see the table shaking and heard Bones screaming. I put two and two together pretty quickly. I carefully snuck through a broken window next to the front door. 
The glass cut my hand, but I was too focused to care. I creeped over to my bag and retrieved my handgun. Bones' screams got louder. 

"Is he getting fucked or tortured in there?" I asked myself. 

I bursted into the kitchen with my gun drawn and saw 2 men, both wearing blue bandanas. One fucking Bones' ass, the other jerking off over his face. They stopped when they saw me (thankfully) and quickly pulled up their pants. 

"Either of you motherfuckers wanna explain what you're doing here?" I inquired as I kept my eyes on both of them, gun still drawn.

"Hey we don't want any trouble buddy, we didn't know he was with you." One of the men said in a trembly, afraid voice. 

"Well you picked the wrong place if you don't want trouble." I said as I aimed my gun at him. 

They both looked at each other, then back at me. One of the men tried to dash for the window, but I shot him in the leg, he collapsed. The other man tried to rush me, I caught him and threw him through the table. I put my gun against his forehead.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't kill you." I threatened. 

"M- my gang will find you! We have connections!" 

"What gang?" I asked intimidatingly. 

"I don't have to tell you shit!" He protested.

"Fine, and I don't have to waste my time with you". I snarled as I shot him in the head, killing him instantly. 

I helped Bones off the ground and he hugged me tightly, tears in his eyes. 

"I'm gonna find who did this, and you have my word that they will pay." I told him as I held him close.

He didn't respond, he just whimpered and buried his face in my stomach. 

"You're gonna pay for this… the Blue Balls always get their way!" The first guy said, still lying on the ground, bleeding out. 

I looked over at him "The Blue Balls? Thanks." 

As the smoke from my handgun filled the room with the scent of bloodlust, I looked at my map and then down at Bones. 

"Did you bring the sleeping bags?" 

"O- only one… I'm sorry." His eyes were still full of tears. 

"That's ok, come on… we have work to do tomorrow." I replied softly.

I had a plan, I wasn't sure how well it would go. But the best part of any plan is unpredictability, and this was just desperate enough to work.