Razor
Little did I know that the next two weeks would be a little more than I could handle.
~Razor~
It's been days since the attack.
It's been days since I came home to find Delilah bloody, bruised, and cursing up a storm on their living room couch.
It's been days since they took Riri...
I should probably start before that though.
As per usual, I got myself up at around 5:30 and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I was kinda surprised to find all three members of the Bellamy family down there. They all were making something different: Hugo had bacon sizzling in the frying pan, Rufio manned the eggs, and Delilah was handling the waffle maker with ease. All eyes were on me even before I set foot into the kitchen.
Funny how last night's events crawl back to my thoughts.
It was pretty heavy to say the least...
"Razor, would be so kind as to give this to Riri for us?"
Hugo with his cool, tired eyes and smile had a tray of the food they all had prepared.
"Why me?"
Delilah, leaning back on the counter now that she was done with the food, answered my question.
"Well, your her friend Razor. You three were inseparable for the longest time before...Rif passed. You two seemed to have patched things up together, too."
"A friend in this moment is better than a family member that knows nearly everything about you." Hugo said this while subtly shoving the tray in my hands.
"Also, it's obvious from the way she spoke and her body language that she didn't want to talk last night...especially to us."
Rufio declared this around a slice of bacon.
So, the wild child is observant...
"Ok, ok I'll give this to her. But I'm warning you right now. She is not a morning person."
And with that I headed up the stair to give Riri our 'apology breakfast'.
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After I left Riri's room I headed to talk with Hugo. I found him in the living room reading a book.
Ha, figures.
"Hugo, what are the plans for today?"
Without averting his eyes from the page he replied.
"For my part, I am heading out in ten minutes to aid in the Jones crisis. Apparently, the groom, Casey, somehow messed with the flower order and now instead of bouquets of tulips they are now lilies and chrysanthemums. Rufio has an event to go to today so he has to set up his equipment and such. Delilah is staying home from what I now of. Am I wrong to imply that you have arrangements yourself today?"
"No, your not wrong in that. I'll been in town if anything happens."
"Say no more. Goodbye Razor."
After that I fished my keys out of my pocket and headed out the door. Across the lawn, out the black iron fencing, and to the comfort of my beat up old Chevy truck I go.
In truth, my destination was an informant of mine. I contacted him in New York, right after I got Riri's unconscious body situated in my truck. I instructed him to report to me in Georgia and not to contact me beforehand. Caution isn't one of my expertise but one could try.
~
An hour later I meet my informant at a little restaurant called Zunzi's. We waited in line, ordered our food, and then walked around the corner were some tables set up outside.
We sit down and get a start on our meals before we get to the real reason for our meeting.
"So, what I've been hearing is that Axel is getting more members on you and Riri's case. From what it sounds like, he wants your butts front and center for information and punishment."
A bone tired sign slips out.
"You told me that the last time we met. Do you have any new information. Members whereabouts, their bases, when they are going to attack us, anything?"
"Sorry mate. I'm coming up dry. Though...there was a rumor I..."
"What?"
"Just whispers. Nothing substantial. Possible movement around here in Georgia..."
"WHAT!"
People turned to stare at our table thanks to my outburst. My companion winced in response.
"Keep your voice down! Like I said, it's nothing substantial. It's just ramblings from an old man. No evidence to prove it's true."
"And no evidence to prove it otherwise."
We talked some more about when and were they could possible strike, but in the end we finished our meals and went our separate ways.
~
On the way home I didn't notice it at first.
Then when I was about 45 minutes away from home I finally noticed what the creepy feeling was coming from and what had my nerves on edge.
A sleek, black Mercedes-Benz had been following me ever since I left Zunzi's.
Of course, I did what every smart man would do in this situation
I pulled over and fought the guy.
In the end, I found out that the guy was a Rasa and a Dracul member to boot. We had a epic fight with me breaking me nose, bruising his ego (I think), him slashing my freaking tires, and me run at top speed back home.
Before I escaped, the 'man of stone' mentioned that a friend of his visiting Riri and Delilah.
When I finally made it home I found Delilah and her painful, bloody cursings.
I called Hugo and Rufio to get back home.
Even after these past few days we still haven't picked up any trail from Riri or the two guys who took her.
I can only hope that she isn't hurt and that...we'll fine her soon.
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I hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter in Razor's point of view!!!!
Fun Facts:
-Zunzi's Take Out is an actual restaurant in Savannah, GA and I have heard it pretty good
-The meaning of tulips is generally perfect love.The lily is commonly associated with funerals. In some European countries chrysanthemums are symbolic of death. So, yeah a bit of foreshadowing there ;)
This right here is my original drawing of my character Razor!
My friend @Carehoy1130 is always saying that I should draw my own characters and so I did XD
Sooooooo, what do you think of it??? Please comment your answer!
Thank you for reading.
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