Dark Deeds

02

I wait for the impact but it never comes. Not to me at least. The driver swerves the bus in the other direction. Open-mouthed I watch as the bus hits into an expensive black car parked under a tree. The same car Ricco stepped into.

I take out the air pods and the sound of the outside world rushes towards me. First the screams of Isabella and then the scream of Ricco who storms out of the hardware store.

“What the hell man.” Ricco screams before he tosses the bus driver out of the car. “That car costs more than both our pathetic lives! I am dead meat if the boss hears of this. Give me £10000 or your life.”

“Please. I do not have that kind of cash. I am no more than a driver. Please.” The driver kneels down. “I have a wife and children. Please.”

“Please?” Ricco chuckles as he lifts the man at the collar. “You are dead old man.”

With that he delivers punch after punch to the old man. I turn to Bella. “We have to help the old man.”

“We?” Isabella raises her brow. “I am not about to confront Ricco. He is your — not mine.”

“Bella come on. At least film it in case.”

“In case of what?”

“Just film and call the police.” With that I leave.

“Ricco! Stop!” I scream as I ran over to the scene. I smell the metallic blood before I even see it ooze out of the old man. Ricco does not seem to mind as he continues his violent assault. “Ricco! Please!”

“Get out of here Carina.” Ricco shouts in response. He does not even bother to look at me. How could I have dated such a person? Tears prick at me but I wipe them off when resentment takes over.

“No! Leave him alone!” I take a hold of Ricco and attempt to pull him off the man but he pushes me to the pavement. I hit the pavement head first before the world spins around me. I rub the skin there and feel a wetness. Blood. I realize even before Isabella runs towards me and blows her cover.

Ricco sees her and sees her phone too. He marches towards us and takes the phone from Isabella. He throws it to the pavement and steps on it until it is but a cracked mess. While he is at it I look at the old bus driver lifeless on the pavement.

“What did you do?” I whisper as tears make their descent down to the pavement. I do not know who or what the tears are for but all I know is that police sirens fill the air at that moment.

Ricco looks confused. He wants to run but he looks to the car and decides otherwise. He looks at Isabella and I and makes his words clear. “This was an accident. Understood?”

“No.”

“No?” He chuckles. “You have no proof.”

“I do.” I scramble for the phone on the pavement. He is about to take it but the police pull up.

I stand as the police approach us. “What happened here?”

“Car accident.” Ricco is quick to respond.

I counter Ricco. “Car accident? You beat him to death.”