It was a �different� place. I don�t think that I had ever seen a place like it before. It had a relaxed atmosphere, rather than that of a loud bar. It was somewhere where you could go and not really be bothered by anyone. The tables were covered in a red leather top and colourful, comfy chairs surrounded them.
There was a couple down in the back. They were arguing about something, I believe that it was work or money, something like that. She was half in the bag, as was her companion. The both of them were yelling at each other. I thought to myself, �Why would you go to a place like this to embarrass yourself.� especially in front of so many people. I remember looking around and noticing that no one even cared that they were fighting, like it wasn�t even happening. I guess I just notice things like that. It didn�t really matter though, because before I knew it the argument was over and the guy was heading for the door. The girl looked as if she was going to cry, for a moment, then she took a deep breath and began to laugh. What a weird person.
Where we walked in, there were two girls at a table, playing cards. One was wearing a dark green jacket with a red sweatshirt under it and light blue jeans. Her hair was reddish brown, like an auburn colour. She had these soft hazel eyes. She was quite the looker, so to speak. I would have even dated her and I am the pickiest person alive. Her friend, however, did not share the same fate. She was a short hefty girl with a stuck up little nose and thick bifocals. She was wearing a grey �GAP� sweater and light brown cords. She caught me glancing over at the two of them and she said hi to us. We both said, �Hi.� nodded our heads and proceeded toward the bar. She may not be good looking, but at least she was nice.
When we got to the bar the bartender gave us menus. They were rather lengthy. It had every drink I had ever heard of, and then some. I didn�t really feel like becoming the adventurous type at the moment, so I just ordered a beer. Jess also got a beer, mainly because it was the cheapest thing on the whole menu. The bartender laid the two beers on the counter, opened them and passed them down to us. We left the money for the beer on the bar and headed toward our table. Jess picked a table down in the back. I asked him why he wanted to sit in the back of the bar. He told me that �It was much easier to see every one,� and that if a �fine lady,� walked in, he�d be able to find her.
So we sat down in our comfy chairs and sipped on our beers. We began to talk about the old days, the time when we were only kids. Like the time when Jess and I had built a cabin in the woods and some big guys came along the next day and tore it down. Then there was the time that Jess Jumped off of his house into a big pool of mud for only fifteen dollars. He was coughing up dirt for hours. We were talking for a little bit more when those girls, who were by the door, playing cards, came over.
They first asked for the time, which I found hilarious, because not only was that one of my old tricks to pick up girls, but both of them had watches on. Their names were Barbara and Nichole, Barbara, being the good-looking one, and Nichole, being the other. I was rather pleased that Barbara had sat next to me and that Nichole had taken a shining to Jess. I know it seems mean to say that, but Jess always got the good-looking girls. They told us that they both shared an apartment only about a five-minute walk from our own place. They were fun to talk to and they were quite chatty, to say the least. We were talking for almost two hours when they had to leave. Just before they left I asked them their phone number and I told them to meet us here next week. I said that I�d call them throughout the week to make sure that they would still meet with us. Barbara gave me a kiss on the cheek and said the she would be there.
It was getting pretty late, near 1:30am, I think, when two men wearing masks walked in. One of the men�s masks looked like Shaggy from the cartoon Scobby-Doo, while the other man�s looked like the Mike Myers mask from the horror movie, Halloween. I found it somewhat funny that people would come into a bar dressed like that. Jess didn�t seem to notice them. He was busy babbling about something and drinking his beer. So I turned my attention back to Jess and tried to pick up on the conversation he was having with the back of my head. It wasn�t ten seconds when Jess� face turned white as a ghost. He was stopped in mid-sentence, which was surprisingly odd for Jess because nothing, usually, could stop Jess from talking once he started. I was hoping that Catherine had walked in or something. I didn�t see her in a long time, not since the incident with Jess in the bar. I slowly turned around, but before I got fully around in my chair I heard a few loud noises and I blacked out.
I�m not exactly sure how long I was out, a few minutes maybe, but I woke up to the feeling of, what felt like water, dripping on my face. I opened my eyes and found Jess hovering over me holding my chest tightly. I wondered what the hell he was doing to me. I looked up at him and I couldn�t really hear what he was trying to say to me. I told him that he would have to speak up if he wanted me to hear him. I tried to read his lips and he was telling me that everything was going to be all right. What was he talking about? I couldn�t understand why he was saying this until I looked at his shirt. It was covered in blood and it had a little hole in it. His blood was dripping from the hole onto my head. I thought he was splashing water on me. I tried to take a breath, though I found it very hard. I couldn�t figure out why. I told Jess to get off of me. Then I pushed him off my chest. Blood was all over his hands and on my shirt. I first thought it was Jess� blood, but then I realized that I had two holes in my shirt. It was my own blood, it wasn�t Jess�. Reality started to catch up with me. I began to realize what had happened. The two guys in the masks were robbing the place. They had shot Jess and I. I looked around and found that there was little to no movement in the whole place. There was a deafening silence over the bar, aside from the two robbers walking around and taking all the money and goods off of everyone�s bodies. I could hear their boots from across the room. I don�t think I had ever heard a more frightening sound in my life.
I hadn�t realized how much I was bleeding until I tried to get up and I put my hands down into a pool of my own blood. Jess quickly pushed me back to the floor and proceeded to grab my chest. He told me to try to act dead. So I did, but why wasn�t he?
