Worry Rock, chapter 9
At the police station Tre was sat at a table surrounded by cops.
“ Ok how many drinks did you have?� They asked him.
“ Uh about 1? No, 2 forget that 3.� Tre answered. The older cop slammed his hands on the table.
“ Do you mind not doing that, because I have a bagging head ach!� Tre snapped, eyes half closed.
“ And why do you have a head ach? Is it because you have had to many drinks! Maybe your t-shirt is true, am I getting hotter Mr Wright? Eh? Eh? “
“ All right that’s it!� Tre stood up and threw the table across the room. All the cops in the room jumped on him and pinned him down.
“ Ok Frank unless you calm down we are going to lock you up and throw away the key, what do you say to that? Frank? Frank?� Tre went limp and still, the younger cop took his pulse.
“ Holy shit he’s not breathing!�
“ You what?� The older cop threw him to the side to take a look at Tre.
“ Ah yes Err well we better call a ambulance�
************************ At the flat************************************
Billie was racing round the room it kind of reminded Mike of when he was a kid running around the room like a plane. Mike took a sip of his beer and looked at his friend sweating. “ Maybe you should take a shower because you smell!� Mike joked. Billie didn’t speak. Then the doorbell rang.
“ Mike I’m here!� The voice said.
“ Ok how many drinks did you have?� They asked him.
“ Uh about 1? No, 2 forget that 3.� Tre answered. The older cop slammed his hands on the table.
“ Do you mind not doing that, because I have a bagging head ach!� Tre snapped, eyes half closed.
“ And why do you have a head ach? Is it because you have had to many drinks! Maybe your t-shirt is true, am I getting hotter Mr Wright? Eh? Eh? “
“ All right that’s it!� Tre stood up and threw the table across the room. All the cops in the room jumped on him and pinned him down.
“ Ok Frank unless you calm down we are going to lock you up and throw away the key, what do you say to that? Frank? Frank?� Tre went limp and still, the younger cop took his pulse.
“ Holy shit he’s not breathing!�
“ You what?� The older cop threw him to the side to take a look at Tre.
“ Ah yes Err well we better call a ambulance�
************************ At the flat************************************
Billie was racing round the room it kind of reminded Mike of when he was a kid running around the room like a plane. Mike took a sip of his beer and looked at his friend sweating. “ Maybe you should take a shower because you smell!� Mike joked. Billie didn’t speak. Then the doorbell rang.
“ Mike I’m here!� The voice said.
