Saving Corky

ou do us a favor and stay in your apar

ittle bastard is out there w

ething?” Dud

of reporters standing on the corner just waiting for one if

my friend is fighting for her life. So, fuck the reporters and fuck you two. Now l

g his eyes at Adams. “Go straight to the hospital. He

” I tell him then shew t

uch a bitch to us, Corky? We are here

hospital to be with Layla. “Are you two done with me n

get to the hospital.” I tell them, pushing them ou

vered me up from all the holes, and my shirt wasn’t much better. I head out of the apartment once I get my clothes changed. Once I’m outside, I see what the cops were telling me. There are reporters everywhere, so I sneak around the

I call Martin to let him know he will be two prostitutes, short for a day or two

being there will not help Layla. So you have the day to make sure Layla’s ass makes it throu

and just yelled at nobody. It’s so frustrating that Martin can’t just und

and walk into the hospital. When I get in there, I walk up to the

family?” Nurse

ter won’t hurt a thing now will it. “Yes, I’m her sister.” I tell the nurse, and she does something on her computer, then tells me a doctor will be

doctor asks, coming up

r injuries to her body. Mainly her face. When and if she wakes up, she will have to go through many surgeries to fix the fracture in her face. For now, I have her in an induced coma for her saf

tard that did this to her gets

ee her?” I as

nizable.” The doctor is telling me as we are walking back to the ICU area. Once I get into Laylas room, I break down. She looks so bad

d up her hand and put it in my. “Can she hear me?” I ask the doctor. “We could never kno

. I can’t do this fucked up world without you. Besides, who’s going to tell me on a d

She woke up a week earlier than she was expected to, which is awesome, but then she had to go through many surgeries. But now she i

head home?” I ask her, coming

her in. Then we head to Layla’s house. She is still pretty weak so when I get her into t

meone else’s house. I’ve been on my own since I was 16 and now I’m living in someone else’s house with them. Don’t ge

nd get the rest of my stuff then I have a bar tonight. Are you going to be okay on

dams shows up after about the third fight that broke out tonight and throws the guys out on their asses. “My hero.” Once he has them out, and t

an eyebrow at me. “You asked me to come here Cocky, so what’s so damn important that y

my um- colleagues.” I say, looking around the bar for eyes, but nobody is paying us any attention. She has gone missing, I think. She was supposed to me

u think happened to

as fallen victim to

guy has struck again s

im of a crime, and I would like you to look into

get this job in the bar and off the streets for one night a week at least.

ss.” Adams gets up off his stool just then... then turns and looks at me. “By the way, next time you check yourse

u jealou

can just walk outside and pa

his words kind of wounded me. I finish my shift at the bar. Then go home. Well, Layla’s home. It’

thing, so I walk over toward the crowd. Once I get closer, one of the women that’s standing there recog

she looks at me with pained eyes, my

“Bo

know it’s Boston because of the tattoo on her left arm. All of us girls went and got a tattoo together a few months back, so that’s the first thing I see when I make my way to the front. When

yet? Two down, three to go. Can you guess who the next pe

in blue on the scene. Right behind them is deputy dude-drop and fucking deputy dickhead- Dewey. I get up and walk over to where they are standing and slap Adam's right on the face. “You were supposed to have looked for her, not let her end up dead on the street fo

"Yes

am I being arrested

n officer Deputy d

y ass momma's boy?" I yell at Adams as

w it makes since Adams saw Martin coming. "You want to explain why you are arres

front of a judge and be out by midday tomorrow." Dude-drop informs Martin. "Oh, and don't bother

night for work tomorrow, because there isn't anything I can do for you

oper English. I look over to where Adams is standing by my friend

profile. I'm sure I have a thick book from over the years. "Mrs. Sullivan, I'm going to need you to follow officer Brid

ng to come with me," Adams

se the asshole isn't having any of that, and pulls me back by my cuffs. He walks me out of th

t the fuck up sometimes?" He yells at me,

your problem? First you arrest me for slapping

and handcuffs me. "Are you oka

at question. The only two genuine friends I've ever had i

r tough girl bullsh

e lunges at me, throwing me up against the wall, arms on either side of my head. "Listen to me... and

ything I make 90% of it goes to Martin. Besides,

ed on a daily, and that fucking note said you were next. Do you want to

Martin has me in the bar full time now, and he said I will start doing other w