Here we go, another week and a lot of excitement!! This is the Wednesday Briefer's group with a great bunch of authors that share flash stories or chapter updates of 500-1,000 words every week. Not only can you read mine, but at the end there are links to other stories as well. This week we had more photo prompts, though none really spoke to me.
We also had: "It's a little bit funny..." "Never knew I could feel like this..." "like a virgin" or use: diva, aria, lemon or use: dwarf, fantasy, slide or use a red light or set your story at the Moulin Rouge.
I chose to use the red light.
One Night Part 6
“What are you doing here?” Bear snapped.
Loren stood in the hall outside his apartment. “John called me. He thought maybe I should drive you over.”
Bear narrowed his eyes. “What the fuck! You all knew, didn’t you?”
“It’s my fault,” Loren said. He fiddled with his keys, then looked up. “I was worried about you.”
Pushing past him, Bear slammed the door. “Fine. Let’s go; you can explain in the god damned car.”
“Jesus, Loren. Really?” Bear sat rigid in the passenger seat. “You snooped through my shit? Then, instead of talking to me, you called Jimmy. That’s … that’s just—” Bear shook his head. He had to stop talking or he was going to start shouting.
“I’m sorry, but you know how you are Bear. You have horrible taste in men and ever since you were dating this guy you wouldn’t tell us anything.”
Because he deserved no privacy. “I overheard him talking about picking up some e. I dumped him. I’d never seen him high or anything but I won’t be with a user. He doesn’t want to believe it’s over. I’m not in any danger.”
Loren shook his head as he stopped at the red light by the hospital. “You’re wrong. I told you; Jimmy said this guy is bad news, and worse, he apparently knows some big baddies.”
“Vilem is creepy but not dangerous. Jimmy worries too much, which is exactly why we have that police tail I’m sure you were hoping I didn’t notice. “
“And you don’t take things seriously enough!” Loren shouted. “Damn it, Bear! This is bad. I didn’t like Jimmy’s plan either but he wanted you safe and Kameron could protect you. Your brother is scared. This is bigger than your ex stalking you.”
“Why didn’t he tell me then?” Even as Bear asked that question he knew the answer.
Loren parked his car outside the emergency entrance and they got out to walk inside. Bear shivered in the early morning air. He eyed the unmarked car that idled at the curb.
“It doesn’t matter how old you are, Bear; Jimmy is always gonna think of you as his little brother. He doesn’t want—”
Squealing tires made Bear look up. An ambulance came around the corners at high speed. Bear stepped back by the car. When they got even with them the back doors flung open and shots rang out. Bear dropped to the ground. A sickening pain radiated in his shoulder and head. He rolled, wedging himself under the car where he tried not to writhe in pain.
The white heat radiating up his neck and down his arm consumed him. He heard more shots and then the sirens began to fade.
“Bear!” Loren’s voice made him look over his uninjured side. Loren was on his hands and knees, peering under the car. Bear felt a momentary flash of relief he wasn’t hurt … or dead.
“I found him! He’s under my car,” Loren shouted. He crouched down further. “Are you okay?”
“No,” Bear groaned.
“Oh shit. Were you shot?”
Hands reached for him and grabbed his sleeve, trying to pull him out of the car. Bear screamed and passed out.
The agony was thankfully muted when Bear woke up. Blinking, he looked around the white room.
“Hey there. I heard you were coming to visit; I didn’t think you’d arrange to check in with me.”
Kameron was in the bed next to him. He looked like shit; his nose packed and his eyes swelling with dark bruises. One of his arms was wrapped in layers of gauze.
“What happened?” Bear croaked.
He raised an eyebrow. “To you or me?”
Bear went to wave his question away and groaned. He looked down; his right arm was in a blue sling. “Me.”
“Someone doesn’t want us investigating your ex apparently. You’re either a message, or they think you know something.”
His lips were dry. Bear licked them, wishing for some water. He groped around the bed; wasn’t there supposed to be some button to call a nurse?
“Do you need something?” Kameron asked.
“I need the nurse. I’m thirsty, and I want a new room.”
Kameron pushed a button on the rail of his bed. “You’re safe here, Bear. There’s a pair of uniforms on the door.”
“I don’t care who is out there; you’re in here.”
Kameron winced as he frowned. “What do you mean by that?”
Bear snapped. “You lied to me! I know you’re not gonna die now. I only came to find out what was going on, but Loren told me.” He coughed, his voice getting raspier.
“It wasn’t like that! I didn’t want to lie about my job. What I feel for you, that isn’t a lie.”
“Your brother may have set me up to meet you, and yes, I was supposed to ask you out so I could stay close to you.” Kameron sighed. “I didn’t expect you to be … well, you, though.”
“At least I know why you never tried to sleep with me. Fucking on the job would be a bit much, huh?”
Kameron’s face went red where it wasn’t purple. “I didn’t try to get you in bed because I don’t do that with anyone I just meet! I was going to tell you after we caught that scumbag you used to date. I’d hoped we could maybe date for real. I like you!”
Bear turned his head away. “Whatever. It’s too late. I don’t want to be anywhere near you!”
“Too bad,” Jimmy said as he pushed the door open. A small woman in scrubs came in behind him. Her presence, and the fact that his tongue felt glued to the roof of his mouth until she handed him the glass of water in her hand was all that kept Bear from shouting at his brother.
Too bad his ass.
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