This story is mainly for Londoners or those that understand slang. Sorrrryyyyyyyy <3
We sat in the car and waited patiently. We had been there for sometime and were wondering when he'd come out.
"It is today, right?" I asked to confirm
"Yeah. It definitely is."
I looked in the rearview mirror and checked myself over again. 10 years he was in for but now he was out on parole. Imagine losing everything you had and being alone. I was eight years old when he went in and seeing as my mother left us and dad was no where to be seen, Isiah was all I had. He was my brother, my guardian and my friend. I had been living with a close friend and keeping my head down throughout the years. Apparently, I was on the streets looking through rubbish bins before my friends dad found me and took me in. Soon, life got difficult and people were after me because of the situation Isiah got himself in and I had no choice but to run away. I befriended Heidi and sooner or later I was living with her. I had to keep myself to myself and not reveal my identity. My mother named me Esther but I changed my name legally to Kyah (Kye-Ah).
"How you been Esther?"
"Wow, nobodies called me that in ages. I've been good."
"Been keeping your head down yeah?"
"Josh, I live in Luton now. What do you think?"
"I think someone hasn't lost that lip."
"Whatever."
I hated him. He caused so much problems and I was sure it was because of him that my brother went down. Isiah murdered someone, actual murder. Well, that's what the judge said but I didn't believe it. Isiah had gotten himself into a lot of trouble that year and had changed dramatically but he would have never have killed somebody. I was sure of that.
The horn beeped and I saw Isiah approaching the car quickly. He got in and sat in the back with me and we hugged. A tear rolled from my eye as we gripped onto each other.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered tearfully.
I cried on his shoulder and couldn't find the words to say to him. It felt like we were hugging for ages until we finally broke apart. We both laughed at each other, probably thinking the same thing. Probably thinking how much we had grown up. He was 17 when he went in and he was 27 now. You could only imagine how much he had changed.
"You look so old, Isiah!"
"Are you dumb! I look sexy!" He joked whilst touching up his thick beard. "You've grown though."
"I know, I was eight when you left!" I joked.
We both laughed nervously and Josh started driving.
"Where are you living now?" He asked.
"Luton."
"With who?"
"It's a long story. I'm living with my friend now."
"What did I always used to tell you Esther?"
"Don't trust anyone. I know, but trust me, Heidi's alright."
"Just be careful."
I felt anger pulsate through me. He had literally just been back for two seconds and was trying to dictate and tell me how to live when I was doing fine for ten years. Josh was really quiet and it was something out of the ordinary seeing as he could never shut up usually. Isiah had caught on to this also because he was watching him intensely, as if he was studying him or something.
"Yo Josh." Isiah said with a bit of uncertainty in his voice.
"Cool fam."
"You aint gonna say anything to your boy, nah?"
"Man don't know what to say still. You bless yeah?"
"Yeah, I'm cool. Where we going though blood?"
"Wherever init."
"Nah, take me home."
My eyes widened and I couldn't believe what Isiah had just suggested. Our home was number one target. Me and him were wanted and the people that were after us knew exactly where we lived.
"Alright then."
My eyes scrutinized as I looked at my brother and read his mind. I nodded and got my hand bag and pretended to be looking for something. I handed Isiah my gun slyly without Josh looking and clenched my teeth, waiting.
"Ey, Josh.."
"Ye- "
Isiah shot him in the leg and he screamed out in pain. Isiah got out of the car quickly and ran to the over side then opened the door, letting Josh collapse. Isiah pushed him to the back, where I was and told me to keep him hostage. I agreed and looked at him wearily as he shouted and cussed out loud in pain. Isiah began driving fast and I was sure we were going to crash.
"Who sent you?" Isiah asked him. Josh continued shouting in pain and didn't respond. "I asked you a fucking question, who sent you?"
"Craig and them!" He managed to shout.
"Where are they?"
"...."
"I swear on Esther's life if you don't fucking tell me- "
"They're all on ends!"
I looked outside the window and noticed that we were approaching our old area. Isiah did a U-turn and we were now driving in the opposite direction.
"If I find out that you're lying, Josh, I'll kill you."
"I swear!"
"Alright, Esther throw him out."
I opened the door and used all my strength to push him out of the moving car. I shut the door and Isiah locked all the doors afterwards.
"Isiah, have you lost your fucking mind?! You could go back into prison, and then what?!"
"I won't, trust me. I won't leave you again."
"Oh yeah, like you knew that you were going to leave me the first time, genius! And how did you know that Josh was- "
"Prison teaches you a lot of things. I've seen his type before way too many times."
"But he's been your friend since I can remember."
"Exactly, which is why Craig and them decided to use the person I'd least expect."
"Isiah, we're fucked."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. You're living in Luton now yeah?"
"Yeah."
"I'm gonna drop you at the train station, alright?"
"No, I'm not leaving you!"
"I'm a grown man, I can take care of things."
"It's not safe, trust me!"
"I'll be fine!"
"No."
"Esth- "
"I'm not doing it. I'm not going anywhere."
"Please, if you loved me."
"What if something happens?"
"Nothing is going to happen, I'll be back next week to see you."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Give me your phone." He said. I gave it to him and he typed his number in and gave it back to him.
He took me to the train station and we hugged goodbye. I went back to Luton and walked back to my apartment that I was sharing with Heidi. I got in and I could hear what sounded like her and her boyfriend having sex in her room.
"It's only me!" I shouted not remembering that they'd be too caught up into each other, literally, to hear me or care.
I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. The Chinese I left in there was still intact, thankfully. I took it out, heated it up and ate it.
"Kyah, I didn't even hear you come in babe." Heidi said whilst walking into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I noticed." I joked
She laughed and sat down next to me. "Where did you go then babe?"
"Went to see some old friends." I lied.
"Really? Sounds fun."
"I take it you and Lucas are at it again then."
She bit her lip and started playing with her Swedish blonde hair; it enhanced her blue eyes. Heidi was beautiful.
"Yeah, we're thinking of getting married."
"Marriage? Wow."
We continued our chatter and I soon went to sleep as Lucas came down the stairs; I didn't like interrupting them much.
The next morning I was at work. I worked in a modeling agency, no I was not a photographer. I just did some make up. I was still an 'amateur' but it paid good so I was fine.
"Never put strong eye liner on in the day time. If you want to put on eye liner smudge it gently to give it a nice smoky look; perfect for the day time." Karen, a professional make-up artist, said to the model.
She started faffing with the models face and I picked out lipstick and blusher and applied it then she went off for her photoshoot.
Work soon finished and I was quite tired so I went straight home. I put my key in the door but I soon realised that the door was already open; as if someone had kicked it in. My heart beat increased automatically and I swallowed hard as I fearfully walked into mine and Heidi's home. Tears started gathering in my eyes as I saw the place completely trashed and no one in sight; Heidi didn't work and was usually at home with her boyfriend. My heart was now pounding as I walked into the living room and saw that trashed too.
"H-h-hello?" I called out.
Nobody answered. My breathing was abnormal and irregular; I was seriously scared.
"H-heidi?"
She didn't answer either.
I reached into my bag and took out my gun and walked up the stairs wearily. Heidi's bedroom door was already open but not fully. I slowly walked towards it and gently opened it wider and my tears dropped. Heidi and Lucas, her boyfriend, were both on the floor covered in blood; they were dead. I covered my mouth to prevent my self from screaming in case the killers were still in the house. Heidi had a shot to the head whilst Lucas, to the abdomen. The blood was still seeping through their body and was covering their floor. I came back to my senses and ran across the corridor to my room and started packing. I took out my phone whilst holding my gun firmly in the other hand and called Isiah.
"Esther?! Are you okay?"
"Isiah, they found me. Josh snaked."
"Fuck! I should have seen this coming."
"What shall I do?"
"Are they in the house?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Alright, meet me at the train station in Luton."
"Alright."
"Oh and Esther?"
"Yeah?"
"You have a strap, don't be afraid to use it. You may have to now."