Ste POV

I"d been in Chez Chez for a couple of hours. I'd trunk 5 pints of beer and Brendan has had 7. Suprisingly we weren't too drunk. "Brendan." i began

"What is it it steven?" Brendan asked.

I began slowly. "i can't be with ya anymore. I'm sorr-e-y. I love someone else ya see." i attempted. Brendan's eyes were full of hurt at the beginning but were overwhelmed by rage and anger. You should see Brendan when he's angry-it's not pretty belive you me.

"Doug it's him isn't it!" raged Brendan. My lip wobbled slightly and my eyes glistened with tears. I nodded quietly. All i saw was Brendan's hand clench then it made contact with my cheek. Another punch pounded into the same place. I little amount of crimson blood trickled onto my deli apron. Tears began i ran out holding my cheek in pain. I ran down the steps sobbing and recieved a few strange looks from people but i didn't care. I tripped an grazed my elbow. A few of the younger teenagers laughed but i gave them my evilest frown but wasn't as bad as i was still crying. It was all a big mess.

Walker POV

I just saw the scene un fold before me. Ste was crying. The perfect time to strike. This was going perfectly. Better than i had eer anticipated! Well it is time.I filled my gun with tranquilisers to make the job easier and walked confidently down to Hollyoaks.

Doug POV

"see you later John-Paul." i winked giving him a peck on the cheek. He laughed.

"see you later." promised John Paul as he headed Carter~Hay Deli. Speak of the devil Ste came storming through the door slamming it shut. His eyes were red his cheek was bleeding he had a black eye and his shirt was ripped to reveal a small graze. "oh my god Ste what happend? Are you alright?" i asked worridly

"What does it look like?" snapped Ste, "s-sorry."

"it's alright. Come here." i gestured, opening my arms. Ste shuffled over and cried on my shoulder. Was it right to hug ste, he is my ex and i'm going out with John-Paul? Oh Ste is upset and i should be there for him- as a friend. Ste let go and wiped his eyes with the corner of his sky blue shirt. He sniffed loudly and inhaled deeply. "Betta now." he forced a smile. I love his accent! Suddenly the door opened and a man marched in. He wore a green hoodie and looked strangley familiar

"Can i help ya?" asked Ste nervously

"yes you can actually." replied the mystery guy. Then it clicked. I did not like it

"Walker!" i cried. He removed his hood and smiled coldly. I shuddered, he almost killed Ste the last time. Oh no, this can't be a coincidence.

"Get out walker!" i tried to shout but came out as more as a whisper

"pathetic." taunted Walker

"oy don't talk to him like that!" shouted Ste angrily clenching his fists.

Walker rolled his eyes. He produced a strange looking gun. It was full of little darts

"Ste look out!" i shouted but it was to late. As quick as a blink a dart was in Ste's neck. He staggered around bringing some pasta jars down with him. After a couple of minutes Ste collapsed hitting his head on the shelf. I ran over to him. Walker barged me away. Before i realised walker grabbed a glass bottle and smashed on my head. I fell then i can remember being dragged to the storeroom then nothing. Darkness took hold...