Too Save Everything | By : brebaby947 Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 1460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
A few days later Steve was making his way from his mom’s apartment to the pay phone down the street from the apartment complex. As he made his way he was cautious of his surroundings but at the same time very lost in thought. The previous day he had said goodbye to John again as he left for his house show but the new key burned a hole in his pocket. John had insisted that he have a set of house keys in case he wanted to stay at the house just to get away from things but Steve thought it was too big and empty without the man to stay there. He walked up to the phone and dropped the change in and dialed an all too familiar number. It rang three times and just as Steve made to hang it up he heard a voice. “Hello?” The man on the other line said. “Hey! Pony?” Steve asked. “Yea who is this?” Pony asked in complete confusion. Most people could not tell him from the rest of his brothers on the phone. “Wow kid I would be offended but it’s you. Where’s your bro?” Steve asked. “Oh I Steve. He is ummm…getting ready for work let me see if I can find him.” Pony asked. Steve heard him set down the phone and yell for Soda. He could hear muffled voices in the back ground. He hoped Soda would answer he knew he didn’t leave in the best of ways but he missed his best friend. “Hey Steve,” Soda said picking up the line, “How are you?” “Hey man I’m good. I miss Tulsa bad but I’m getting adjusted. How is everybody?” Steve pressed. “They are good. Pony’s doing well in school. The soc’s are calmer lately, it’s kinda scary. Darry’s Darry and Dally’s the same. Everyone else is normal too.” Soda explained. “Yea I got a new found respect for Dal. Don’t know how he survived New York. Boston is really dangerous.” Steve leaned back against the brick wall and sighed. He missed everyone back home but he knew he could never go back. “Hey man I got to get to work. I’m sorry.” Steve nodded knowing full well the other man couldn’t see him. “Alright, is it okay if I call again?” Steve asked slightly afraid of the answer. “Ya I guess.” Steve smiled and said his goodbyes before hanging up the phone. He picked the phone back up and put more change in and dialed another familiar number. “Hey babe! How ya feeling?” John said answering the phone. “Not too bad. I finally got to talk to Soda.” Steve said happy to hear the other man’s voice. “Good. Do you think he will forgive you?” John asked. “I have no idea, but I’m gonna try. Besides it’s not like I can go back and fix things especially not now.” Steve said huffing. “Yea, well I’m sure he will forgive you eventually just give him time. I’m sorry baby but I have to go do a photo shoot. I’ll talk to you later?” Steve frowned he knew John was busy but he wished the man was with him now. “Yea if I can get to the damn cell to work. I think I busted it again.” Steve said laughing. “Alright text me and let me know. I’ll hopefully talk to ya later.” John said and Steve said goodbye as he hung the phone up. Steve made his way to “Killers” even though John had asked him to avoid hanging out there. Steve knew he had no choice he had to make some money and if he just up and disappeared people would start looking for him. “Hey Killer” Steve said walking in the door. The other man nodded at him and Steve sat down on the couch. He grabbed his cigarette and lit it. He had also promised John he would quit but the doctor told him it must be slowly so as to not harm the baby. “Where ya been man?” Steve shrugged and leaned back taking a hit off his cigarette. “Ya know man your very secretative.” Steve chuckled at this comment. “Nah man I just wasn’t anywhere important. Using the pay phone to call back home is all.” Steve said knowing the tone in the other man’s voice. Steve knew better than to fuck with Killer I mean Killer wasn’t a nickname that was giving for fun. “Who’d ya call?” Killer asked intrigued by the other boy. Killer actually thought that the only reason why he kept the boy around so long is because he intrigued the hell out of him. Just when he would get close to figuring Steve out Steve would throw him for a loop. He normally would get pissed and shoot the fucker but Steve was different he wasn’t cautious he was just laid back and he never got into other people’s business just kind of kept to himself. “Back home” Steve replied not giving any more information. “Why thought they weren’t talking to ya” Killer asked. “Yea they picked up this time” Steve said crushing his cigarette out in an ashtray. “Why didn’t ya use the cell?” Killer asked in confusion. “Broke it again I think.” Steve said pulling the phone out of his pocket. He looked at it a few times before pulling the back off and pulling the battery out. He stuck the phone back together and turned it on. He decided to ignore the other man for a while and proceeded to try and fix the damn thing. After about an hour he was able to send and receive texts but nothing more. He had no idea what was wrong with it. “Did ya get it working?” Killer asked as he noticed Steve coming back to the land of the living. He never did understand how Steve could tune the entire world out whenever he wanted too. “Yea at least text messages.” Steve said as he sent a text to John letting him know he could text but not call. Steve started paying attention when there was a commotion down the hall. Killer got up to see what was going on not daring to open the door while Steve hid everything in the apartment. Without any warning he heard “Shit” as the door came flying open. “What the hell ya doing out man?” Killer said to the man now currently standing in the middle of the apartment with two other guys. All three were tall around 6 foot and black as night. Steve suddenly felt extremely out of place. “Who’s he?” The man asked Killer. “A friend.” Steve meet the other man’s eyes for a minute before looking at the wall again. “Get rid of him.” The man said too the other two guys standing next to him. “Nah man he’s cool, I swear. Kratz, don’t worry so much. Ya want a beer?” Killer asked the man. Steve paled at the mention of that name. Kratz was known drug dealer and was, to his knowledge, serving life for 6 or 7 murders, drug trafficking and other charges. “There are days I could kill you Killer. Why the fuck did you say my name? This kid didn’t know me from shit now I have to kill another man. Jesus, do you ever think?” The man looked at his two accomplices and motioned at Steve. “Seriously he won’t say anything.” Killer said trying to fix his mistake. “Yea I didn’t even catch the name.” Steve said finally speaking up. “Oh really. Are ya sure about that?” Kratz said pulling out a semi-automatic and pointing it at Steve. Steve gulped hard and nodded. “Yea no idea who you are.” Steve said effectively getting the statement out without stuttering. “Good, I find out someone narked on me I’m killing you first no questions asked. Got it?” Steve nodded and sat back on the couch. He was shaking so hard he didn’t know if he could stand any longer but he didn’t want to show weakness. He was scared shitless for him and his child, one false move would kill them both. Kratz and his drones sat down and started to talk business with Killer and Steve tuned them out looking at his phone. “What’s with that guy?” Kratz asked Killer in a low tone. “Aww…nothing. He’s trying to give us privacy I swear he thinks too much. The man will space out but still be able to notice his surroundings…its’ weird.” Killer replied. “Why doesn’t he wear the mark?” Kratz asked noticing his lack of ink. “He’s new. Only been around for a few.” Killer said trying to get around telling Kratz that he wasn’t in the gang. This was slowly turning into a very dangerous situation for both men. “And ya trust him already. You are losing his trust or are you lying to me?” Kratz said tilting his head. Steve had heard most of the conversation since he had been brought up. He was officially starting to worry. He surveyed the area marking his quickest and safest exits if this were to get bad. With any luck Kratz had the only gun and his hunchman were as slow as they were dumb. “Ya well he’s not new-new. Look I haven’t had him inked yet that’s all.” Killer said. He knew being second in command was dangerous but Steve was definitely putting him on thin ice. “Do you want me to get rid of him for now?” “No but I’m thinking of getting rid of you at the moment! Now tell me what the fuck is going on!” Kratz said losing his patience. “He’s not that new he’s been around for a few months but he’s not really in the gang. He just hangs with us for something to do. He knows nothing and if you hadn’t shown up he would never have known who I was connected too.” Killer said trying to brace for the impact this would take on his leader. Steve who now perked up a little more at the truth being spouted waited to see the reaction and how he would have to react. “Are you dumb? You really are a complete idiot. Why would I leave you in charge?” Kratz asked standing up. Both his drones stood up also. In all the commotion Steve made his exit without being noticed. One thing he thanked the lord he had learned how to do with his father was come and go without being heard. He made it out the door of the apartment and to the stairs before he booked it. Once down the stairs he heard a gun go off and he ran even faster. He officially knew he wasn’t safe here anymore. He made it too his apartment with nobody stopping him and when he entered he seen his mom. “Ummm…I have a problem.” He said closing the door and trying to get his breath back. “And what’s that.” She said turning to look at her son. “I need to disappear for a while!” He said quickly as he moved around the room to get some things before throwing them in a bag. “Why what did you do?” Steve shook his head. “Nothing, ma. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Steve texted John and said FIRE! Will be at the house in 20 call you from there. “Where are you gonna go?” She asked officially worried about her son. He hadn’t caused one bit of problem since coming here and she knew if he was freaked she should be freaked. “With a friend, I’m sorry I can’t tell you anymore it’s safer this way. Please just don’t be stupid if people start askin where I’m at say I ran away.” Steve’s mom nodded and frowned as her boy walked out the door. Steve took every alley he knew to get as quickly to John’s as possible. He kept his arm wrapped tightly around his stomach trying to protect the baby. He managed to get into the rich side of Boston without anyone noticing him. With his keen observation he knew he wasn’t being followed so he made a bee line for John’s place. As he came upon the house he noticed cops coming down the street. “Shit” he said under his breath but tried to act normal. “Sir, what are you doing around here?” The officer asked Steve as the car pulled over. “I’m just heading to a friend’s house.” Steve said turning to the officer. “Ah huh. Who’s your friend?” The cop asked. “John Cena” Steve said. He knew it would be hard to believe even if he had nicer clothes on. Unfortunately, Steve had on a pair of baggy pants and a long t-shirt…otherwise known as street attire. “Really and how do you know him?” The cop asked. Steve knew he was suspicious. “We have been friends for a long time. I need a place to crash so he said I could stay there.” The cop eyed him. “What’s in the bag?” The cop asked Steve. “Just some clothes, if you want to look go ahead.” Steve said offering the cop the bag. Steve did everything in his power to just be nice and not give any attitude to the cop. “Alright.” Steve handed the bag over and the cop looked through it. Not finding anything suspicious the cop handed the bag back over. “Is Mr. Cena home?” Steve shook his head. “Nah I got a key to his place.” The cop looked at him weird. “Look I can prove it too ya. His house is right there come with me and I’ll show you it unlocks it. Plus I’m supposed to call him when I get there if it makes you feel better.” Steve said with a smile. He was really getting pissed at this cop knowing somewhere out there Kratz was looking for him. “Alright let’s go.” The cop said as he locked the car and walked with Steve. Steve pulled out his keys and opened the door. He put his stuff down on the floor and walked into the living room grabbing the phone and called John. “Hey, no I’m fine I got here alright. Hold on I got stopped by a cop on my way in could you reassure him that I’m allowed here?” Steve waited for the reply and handed the phone to the cop. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience sir but I really did just want to make sure.” The cop said to John. The cop noticed the picture sitting on a shelf not far from where he was standing of John and the boy he caught walking in the area. He believed him then but was still cautious. “It’s not a problem Mr. Cena sorry for taking up your time.” He handed the phone back to Steve and Steve told John he would talk to him in a bit before hanging up. John was patient only because he knew that if it was FIRE then the cop should not hear it. Steve and John had come up with texts that were inconspicuous such as FIRE which meant deep shit is happening and I am in trouble, some others were EMS- I got hurt, FUCK- which meant I got locked up, and CODE- which meant can’t talk now. They had come up with these a while back after Steve had gotten arrested. “I’m sorry sir, can’t be too cautious around this part of town.” The officer said to Steve. Steve nodded and smiled. “Yea, no it’s no big deal. You’re just doing your job.” The officer left on that note for his car. Steve watched him drive away before going upstairs to the bedroom and closing the door and calling John back. “Hey baby, we have a really big problem.” Steve said as John picked up the phone again. “What is wrong Steve?” John was panicking, part of him wanted to grab a flight home to make sure Steve was ok the other part of Steve on a plane to him. “Well, I went over to talk to Killer after I got off the phone with you and while I was there these guys showed up. Which won’t have been a problem if Killer had kept his mouth shut but of course he said the guy’s name and everything went downhill from there. All I can say is he is an escaped convict and I didn’t stick around to see if he wanted my blood but I’m almost positive I barely survived the day.” Steve was officially freaking out and John could tell. “Why were you over there? You promised me!” John said he knew he shouldn’t snap at Steve but he was really worried about the other man. “I know but if I just disappeared Killer would be out looking for me where as if I told him I was leaving town than he won’t look for me and I could remain in Boston without the threat of someone taking me out at any moment. Babe I’m really scared.” Steve said finally letting the tears fall from his eyes. He wasn’t scared for himself he was scared for his child. “I am too. I’m sorry for snapping. Look I’ll be on a plane home tomorrow. We will figure things out then. Just don’t leave the house.” John said. “Oh and lock everything up and turn the alarm back on. That way if anything happens the police will be notified.” Steve did as he was told phone in hand. “Ok everything’s locked and the alarm is armed.” Steve replied sitting on the couch. “Good. Babe, be careful and I love you.” Steve smiled. They had never gone as far as to say that and he was so happy that John had said it. “I love you too. Bye.” John replied and both boys hung up the phone. Steve made himself comfortable in John’s bedroom and watched some TV before passing out.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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