11 Years: Chapter Eight.

Chapter Eight: The phone rings.

The Delivery Man laid there with Madison just running his fingers lightly along her skin with care. She was telling him about how much she loved his car and if she could maybe drive it later. But he had other things on his mind. What was his next job going to be? Just as he was guessing, he heard a screech and then the harsh sound of metal wrapping itself around a metal lightpost. He got up and looked out the window. A man was standing there with blood dripping down his face. "Come out Louis, i know it's you" he said as he smiled. "Who are you?" The Deliver Man replied.
"You never met me but my name is Nathan. Nathan Reynolds. You ruined my life. But now you're going to fix it. Nathan jumped up the fire escape and started climbing up towards the window. The Delivery Man backed away from the window and closed it. He turned to Madison. "I want you to go inside the bathroom and don't come out until I tell you to. Is that understood?"
"Yeah, but what's going on?"
"Don't worry about it" he said with a smirk. He watched her run into the bathroom and stared at the door for a little bit after she went inside. His heart felt warm. He was jolted out of his dream like state with the sound of the window breaking. Nathan jumped at him with a broken shard of glass in his hand. The Delivery Man dodged it with finesse and slammed Nathan into the wall. Nathan started laughing and all of a sudden got free and pulled out a gun and shot The Delivery Man in the stomach and then ran through the front door and out of the apartment. The Delivery Man crawled over to the phone and saw a note next to it. His hands shaking from the pain he read the note. "We're aware that this man wanted revenge. Don't call an ambulance, we'll take care of you. -Father" Just then Madison came out of the bathroom. "Oh my god! Are you ok? I'm going to call 911!"
"No, don't"
"And why the hell not? You're bleeding all over my carpet for god's sake, and...." She trailed off as her eyes fell upon the gun that had put the bullet into The Delivery Man's stomach.
"Is that it?"
"Is what it?"
"The gun that he shot you with."
"He left it here?"
"I guess so. Did he say anything?"
"You didn't hear him laughing like an idiot before he shot me?"
"No, i didn't hear anything but the gunshot." And then The Delivery Man passed out. When he woke up he was in a hospital room. "Fuck" he thought to himself. A cell phone rang and he looked around for it and found it sitting under his pillow. He answered, "Um...hello?"
"....what did i tell you not to do?"
"not to call an ambulance"
"...and why was that?"
"Because you said you were going to take care of me?"
".....right. That's two strikes you know."
"I know, i'm sorry I...."
Click.
The Delivery Man put the phone down. Just then Madison walked into the room.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" At that point The Delivery Man realized that he wasn't feeling at all. "I...uh....don't know"
"Hahaha, they got you so full of morphine you don't know how you feel."
"Yeah i uh...guess so"
"So the doctor was able to get you all fixed up ok. I guess the bullet went clear through you. He musta been pretty close."
"Yes, he was."
"What's wrong? Do you need anything?"
"As a matter of fact, could you hand me the cell phone right there?" Madison looked around.
"What phone?"