All It Takes
The monitor's rhythmic digital heartbeat was the only sound in the room. Only one bed holds a patient, battered, bruised and unmoving. By their side silently sits another figure, watching and waiting for signs of recovery. Slowly, the door creaked open. And another entered the room, their footsteps almost afraid to make noise upon the floor.
"Is... Is he alright?" The girl's voice squeaked quietly. The other visitor said nothing. Just sitting by the patients bed, watching him. "I'm... I'm sorry..." The girl tried to apologise.
"Did you do this to him?" Asked another female voice. The girl by the bed had finally spoken.
"Did you do this to him?" The girl asked again, more forcefully. Still refusing to turn around.
"Then what are you apologising for?" Silence fell over the room for a few moments. The girl by the door hesitant to say or do anything. Finally the silence was broken. "Just tell me something..."
"Anything" The girl replied.
"Why didn't you help him?" The words cut like a razor. "Why'd you just leave him there?"
"I was scared..." She replied humbly.
"After everything he did for you..." Again, silence. "I hate you. I hate you with all my heart... Sandy..." The girl spat the name out like it was poisonous. Sandy didn't fight back. Didn't argue. She just stood in silence.
-==The Previous Day==-
"It's like... So boring around here." Jenny lamented solemnly. She leaned back and stared into the sky as the group walked away from their school. "I wish SOMETHING interesting would happen."
"I don't know. I kind of like the peace and quiet" Sandy replied with a smile. "It's a nice change of pace from all the meetings and business trips I have to go on with my father."
"That's true... But without that all we have to focus on is our school work, and that's B, O, R, I, N, G!" Jenny huffed. Sandy merely smiled and giggled at her friends over reaction. It was too nice a day to get ruffled over anything. It was the sort of day that reminded her of back then. Under the tree with her Maishul.
"Whaaaaaaaaaa!" The sudden sound shocked the two girls. A small boy sat crying just down a side street, and it looked as though he was injured. Without even thinking, Sandy made a beeline for the small child, approaching him carefully and gently placing her hand on his shoulder.
"What's the matter?" She asked in a soft tone. Jenny looked nervous as she followed closely behind her. She didn't like being off the main streets like this. "Can you stand?" Sandy asked the young boy.
A sharp whistle pricked up the girls ears as they turned behind them to see a large man behind them. "Good job Timmy. Now get outa here!" The dog barked. The small boy immediately stopped crying and jumped to his feet, shooting past the girls and around the corner.
"Wh- Who are you?" Jenny asked, fear filling her eyes as they darted back and forth between the large dog and her friend.
"That ain't none of your concern babe." He replied with a sickly grin. "I don't like to talk with my food" He started to laugh a little, his hands flexing from open to clenched. Sandy stood slowly. Moving almost entirely on reflex, she grabbed Jenny's arm and ran in the opposite direction, but only got a few steps before slamming hard into the abdomen of another large dog. He barked loudly at her, sending her onto her ass from shock.
"S-sandy!" Jenny cried out, but as she did, the second dog slapped her with the back of his palm, sending her to the ground with her friend.
"If you're good girls, you might even get out of this alive" The first dog sneered menacingly.
"Wh-what do you want?" Sandy asked shakily.
"What any man wants from a woman" His grin grew larger as he bore his sharp teeth. Both Sandy and Jenny's eyes grew wider with fear. The first man grabbed Sandy by the shoulders and lifted her violently to her feet. His eyes moved up and down her figure hungrily. "Oh yes... You will do just nicely... Joe. You can have the other one!"
Joe smirked. "Always taking your pick first" He grabbed Jenny by the wrist and yanked her to her feet. "But I don't mind. This one will do..." Jenny screamed, and Joe slapped her again, silencing her. Sandy stood frozen... She could feel the foul breath of the man who held her firmly by the shoulders on her face. She had never been so terrified in her life. He reached down behind her and grabbed her ass hard and she squeaked in pain. She shut her eyes tight and tried to leave her body. To go anywhere but there. Quietly, she whispered under her breath.
And for a moment... Everything seemed to stop for her.
The violent noise shook her back into reality. The dog's eyes were crossed and his grip loosened. He dropped to her feet like a sack of week old potatoes, and she stood frozen looking at him laying on the ground unmoving.
"Will Marcus suffice?" A new voice asked with triumph in his tone. Sandy looked up to see Another young cat about her age. He held a long steel pipe in his hands like it was a sword or a baseball bat, and a determined look on his face.
"You bastard! How dare you hit Steve with that thing?" Joe shouted, violently shoving Jenny into the wall beside him. He pulled a butterfly knife out from his pocket and flicked it open. "How's 'bout I mess up that pretty little face of yours huh?" He threatened, getting ready to attack.
"You think I'm pretty? Sorry, but I don't swing that way!" Marcus replied tauntingly. Joe flew into a rage as he dove towards the cat, swinging his blade at Marcus's throat. He dodged to the side to avoid being slashed open, but unfortunately for him, Joe wasn't a slouch at fighting. He immediately rammed his shoulder to the side and slammed Marcus into the wall hard enough to force him to drop his pipe.
"You little BRAT! You think you can just come prancing in here like some fucking white knight and save your little friends? Fuck you!" He slammed his knee into Marcus's gut, causing him to exhale all the air in his lungs, winding him severely. Joe stepped back and grabbed Steve by the shoulder and shook him. "You alright man?" He asked. Steve groaned in reply, but was starting to come around.
Marcus lay with his head propped up by the wall, wheezing for air. This was not how he had planned things to go. His eyes trained over to where he could see Sandy and Jenny, both looking at him in silent terror. "G... Go..." He managed to breath out between gasps for air. Tears were forming in Sandy's eyes. She had never been in any situation this terrifying before. She didn't know what to do.
Instinct took over, as she got to her feet and ran. She ran as fast and as hard as she could. Jenny saw her move, and looked back to Marcus who could not form another word. She too ran, keeping pace behind her friend.
"Damn it. The girls got away." Joe lamented. "You happy now you little shit? You just cost us tonight's entertainment?" He kicked Marcus hard in the ribs, causing him to wince painfully and roll over. Steve stood up and rubbed the back of his head.
"Man... That was a hell of a blow kid..." He kicked him hard in the other side of his ribs. "I'll have to pay you back for that" He held out his palm, and Joe passed him the knife. "Nothing personal. But I can't have some punk going around saying how he clobbered me" He knelt down and jammed the knife into Marcus's shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain. He stood up and delivered another swift kick, this time he slammed the back of Marcus's head, almost knocking him unconscious.
"Stop! Police!" A voice shouted from behind them. The two turned to see an officer drawing his pistol.
"Shit! Run for it!" The two dogs took off down the alley as the cop ran towards Marcus. He pulled out his radio and shouted for an ambulance.
"Can you hear me son? Are you conscious?" The shouts became fuzzy, as soon, everything turned black.
To Be Continued...