Rich placed his feet against the chair before him and sighed. They had been travelling for 3 hours now. He hated it-he didn’t have a lot of patience.Sean, sitting next to him, had fallen asleep.Sean never had any problems with those journeys-at least half of the time he slept. J, sitting on the chair before him, turned around and said angry:”Don’t mess with my chair Neville or I’ll mess with you!”
“Gee, sorry, didn’t mean to trouble you.”
“Hey Rich don’t let him get on you any time. Only ‘cause of that it doesn’t mean he should beat you up,” Abs, on the other side of the path, said.
“Yeah man, fight for your rights!” Scott, sitting besides Abs, added. “Don’t be that soft!” “I’m not, I’m just being smart. I like my face the way it is. Besides, you only dare saying that ‘cuz YOU’RE seated there!” Ritchie replied laughing.
“Stop messing around lads, we’re there,” their manager shouted from the front of the bus. They had indeed arrived at the stadion they were going to play tonight. A huge crowd of fans stood outside. The lads got out of the bus. Surrounded by bodyguards they walked to the entrance, while waving to the fans. Suddenly Rich saw the shadow of a tall man. He carried something in his hands…He looked pretty normal in a posh suit. The bodyguards didn’t seem to notice him walking in Scott’s direction. Then he saw the man swing something in the air..At an impulse Rich jumped in front of Scott. Something very hard hit him right in the stomach…an iron bar? He tried to breathe, but couldn’t. He bent over from the terrible pain. He heard loud noises, the bodyguards trying to catch the man, the lads concerned about him. Again he tried to catch a breath and said, finally finding air:”I’m …okay.”
Then it became all black before his eyes.
Scott walked up and down the waiting room of the hospital.
“Scott, quit doing that! You’re making me nervous!” Abs said irritated.
“Sorry. But it’s taking so long…I still can hardly believe what just happened!”
J nodded. “If Rich wouldn’t have done it, you could have been dead! Did you see that iron bar?”
“Hm. Hey guys,” Sean suddenly interrupted.”Shouldn’t we call Billie? I mean, I guess she has to know, doesn’t she?”
“Smart thinking Sean, you’re right!” J said.
“Night full of surprises” Abs muttered. “Rich acting heroic, Sean thinking, what’s next?”