21 Derrick and Guinevere (1/2)
Derrick came into his yard and parked the pickup on its usual spot. He got out but didn't proceed to his house, instead he stood wondering about what he saw, someone has kept it secret from him that has to be it, since Seth wanted him to see it. He looked up to his kitchen door, there Guinevere stood waiting for him, a Japanese sword in her left hand.
”Nice sword” he said, his mind not really there, anger and sorrow made him want to just lay down, and never get up again.
”I told you to stay away, but you had to come running hey?” She said pushing the blade from its sheath with her thumb ”Now unfortunately, I'm going to have to take matters into my own hands”
He looked at her without a care, then smiled.
”Who are you really Guinevere?”
***Two years ago***
Derrick strolled through Wierda square, the new shopping district close to the new house they just moved to, Derrick was getting tired of packing and unpacking bags, being here he just wanted to get away from it for a bit. Many people back in Durban where thy just moved from has already heard of him bashing a fellow student's head in. The boy died of his wounds later in the hospital and this was Derrick's second felony, second degree murder.
A figure down an ally moved fast and hit a dumpster. He turned and squinted into the darkness, then another larger figure came and he could see him kicking at the smaller one but missed and hit the dumpster, it was a fight... Off record, in the dark, no witnesses, he ran in to join. The smaller figure was a girl, she came running past him, the larger figure was Seth. The two brothers watched eachother in that split second Seth passed him, then Seth smiled and continued after the girl.
”Heeey! You fucker!!” Derrick yelled and joined the pursuit. She ran like hell, and was bloody fast, Seth barely kept up, and he barely with Seth. The girl and Seth managed to evade him around a corner, he stopped scanning for the sounds of falling footsteps, but surprisingly it was quiet.
”Fuck” he said to himself walking now, still searching, but then above! There was the sound of breaking glass. Derrick looked it was five stories up, she was tossed out a window and falling.
”Oh shit, I'm Coming!” He yelled running to make an attempt at catching her, but in front he saw the dumpster, he thought maybe to get in it and stand on the trash to catch her, but as he got to it, he realised in horror its filled with glass bottles. He danced around it panicking.
”No, no, Noo!” She struck it with the total speed gravity allowed her to fall, the sound was enough to give a slight whistle to his ears, glass flew everywere. He looked up and saw Seth with a smirk looking down ”You coward! Come down here so i can shove this fucking glass down your throat!”
But he only disappeared into the building. Derrick heard the groans inside the glass, his gut twisted, realising she's still alive after a fall like that, what sort of condition would she be if she got out here?
”Hello!?” He called into the glass.
”Ow... fok” she softly said.
”Are you ok!?”
”I just fell into a trash bin full of glass! what dom fokkin question is that!?”
He realised it was indeed a stupid question.
”I, ill go get help!”
”No! Wait!” She called, he could hear she was slightly sad, the pain must be excruciating.
”Can you try and get me out?”
”What!? You're probably cut on a thousand places, you need to get to a hospital as quick as possible, surviving that fall will be pointless if you bleed out before the ambulance gets here”
”Just think of a way to het me out! No ambulance!” She yelled, Derrick heard her shift in the glass and she shreeked.
”Ok, ok um” he thought quickly ”What if you can reach up to me, ill grab your hand and pull you out, its either that or i empty out this bin with a shovel”
He heard her rapid breathing ”Ok, ill reach up, i cant push myself with my feet, i can feel glass stuck everywhere inside my skin, all over”
Derrick pictured the sight, and then imagined the feeling of it, he ran to one side and puked.
”Are you ready!?” She asked.
”Wait, i don't feel so good” he said comming back, then climbed onto the side of the bin, placing his one shoe on the glass.
”Ok, whenever you're ready”
He heard that heavy rapid breathing again, he could assume she was bracing herself then she screamed pushing her hand up through all the broken glass, Derrick felt his stomach turn again, he wanted to hurl but kept it in.
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”Ok, i got my hand up”
He saw no hand, she was so deep inside the glass she couldn't even reach the surface.
”Hello?” She asked again not hearing him.
”I uh, you're still under the glass”
”I can't reach up higher than this”
”Fuck!” He said looking at his own hand.
”Please, i can feel my body start to tremble, im losing alot of blood” She begged he heard she was crying now.
”Ok...” He had no choice, he had to do something ”Brace yourself!”
Derrick made a fist and struck it into the glass, that feeling of uneven edges cutting into his flesh made his jaws clamp shut, in his fist he felt the glass dig into his bone, but he didn't feel her hand, so, he opened his hand and dug around to find her, his jaws now clamping so his teeth creeked, Derrick was screaming through his closed mouth. Finally he found her hand, he reached deeper and grabbed her around her arm, causing her to close her hand around his arm, the blood in both their hands would be too slippery in a normal palm grip. Derrick grunted and pulled, she screamed as he felt her come out, but in his mercy he decided not to stop, he knew it would be painful, but te quicker he got her out the better.
”Aaaah! Stoop!” She wailed but he drew hard and she came clear of the glass, he brought her hand over himself and took her in his arms, she was now balling uncontrollably, and screaming of pain. Totally covered in blood, glass protruded everywhere he couldn't believe she was still alive.
”I need to get you to a hospital!”
”No” she cried ”I cant go there, he'll find me again”
”Who?”
”The one who threw me out the window”
Derrick's anger rose ”Seth”
”Take me somewhere where i can clean these wounds”
”Ok, hold on”
Derrick had her carefully laying in his arms, then he started jogging back to his house, her teeth clenched eyes clenched she braced against the pain.
”Don't let anyone see us” She murmured softly he could hear she was losing consciousness. Derrick came running into the house with the blood soaked girl.
”Mom! Dad! I need help!” He screamed. Dianne came out of the kitchen and saw the mess.
”Derrick!? What the fuck happened to her?!”
”Seth threw her out a window and she fell into a glass recycling bin”
Dianne came and took her from him then headed to the bathroom ”Stay there Derrick, respect her dignity as a girl, i need to get her clothes off” She said and Derrick stopped following her.
Michael came onto the living room and saw him all bloodied up, even his right fist and arm were cut to the bone.
”What the fuck happened to you!?”
”I pulled a girl out of a glass filled bin”
Michael frowned ”Fuck, i hope she's sexy if you'd go that far”
”Dad! Seth threw her in there”
”Oh! that little shit! I should have delt with him a long time ago”
”Maybe that time he convinced us to kill the neighbors”
”Don't bring that shit up now! You'll just piss me off, come lets clean that wound, youre bleeding on my floor”
Derrick sat listening to the screams comming from the bathroom as his father bandaged his hand, every time there was a clink of glass, then more screams, he felt his head get dizzy, it was probably the bloodloss causing it, he fainted for what felt like only a second, and woke up to his parents being slaughtered.
***Present***
Guinevere smiled ”Im your friend, i must be your friend after you helped me out of that glass bin”
He frowned, the scars of that night still tattooed to her every inch, more at the back because of the impact, but still alot of scars remained all over after he had to pull her through the glass.
”You were there that night my parents got killed, you told me then my mother patched you up, and you left... But i get the feeling you're holding out on me? you're no normal girl. No normal girl can survive a fall like that”
Her right hand came around and rested on the hilt of the katana.
”Your father, wanted a diffrent future for you... And unfortunately due to the circumstances, we couldn't allow you to have such a future”