by Kim Thomas
"Big day for you tomorrow gorgeous" the senior guard said shutting the lights of the cell off.
"A very big day and now my plan is complete" I whispered to myself scratching a kiss on the wall with my nail.
Chapter Nineteen
Standing in the dock awaiting the verdict of the whimpering jurors, I amused myself by wondering what their stories were.
I knew eventually I would find out but looking at their faces and expressions I could interpret their story.
The pale middle aged scared looking woman who looked completely out of place, you can almost see the urge for her to bite her finger nails. The constant glances at the door meant she wanted to run out the court screaming for the hill and I am pretty sure she stank of the sweat if the moisture on her head was anything to go by.
The burly bald man with his stern authoritative facial expression to try and look fierce like he know what he is doing but look there in his eyes my friend, they keep darting backwards, forwards and side to side all around the room. He is terrified and nervous. He keeps thinking are they judging me? What do they know about me? Poor insecure frightened little man.
The pouty women sat with her hands positioned in from of her and her back straight, an obvious goody too shoes kind of women but I bet she is a slut. The way she gazes at the men in the room, trying to catch their eye then blush like a sweet innocent tart when they catch her.
The young jittery geek lad which I expect your thinking how does she know he is a geek? Well apart from the fact that by now my friend you know that I know everything or have you not been paying attention my friend? I don’t want to punish you my friend, we get along very well.
Anyway where was I? Yes the geek. Well he is wearing a comic t shirt and even walked into the doc wearing a superhero hoody therefore full blown geek. He has to be the youngest as unlike the others he has no wrinkles, his face is smooth like a baby’s bottom. Plus he doesn’t know how to sit the fuck still as he keeps moving and shuffling like he has the shits or something.
The housewife sat in her stained grey shirt which I think the stain might be gravy let’s face it we’ve all been there once in our lives but I guarantee she looks like that regularly. Her nails are dirty and short, I can tell as she constantly taps her nails or rubs her arms which means the view of her nails are exposed. She want to leave as soon as possible as she constantly glances at her watch or at the clock.
The other two jurors could be married in a coffin somewhere they are THAT old! One looks half asleep and the other one…is he dead? He certainly looks dead. Hope not that would be very boring for me!
That is the crap line up of jurors I have been given, I would have introduced them o you earlier my friend but you may have liked them ns I didn’t want you to get attached, that would be a bad idea wouldn’t it?
Here come baldy standing up to deliver the most obvious verdict ever!
Wait for it…..
Let’s start the time shall we? Play a little game together my friend…have a little bit of fun.
After all we play the best games together my friend.
Tick Tock…
“The jury have voted in favour of finding the defendant…” Baldy stops for effect, the fat idiot.
Tick Tock….
“Guilty” Baldy quickly sits down probably about to piss himself with nerves, the pussy.
Tick Tock…
Look at the audience in the dock including my family who ‘got away’ as the newspaper phrased it when they were writing about me. Everyone is clapping their hands in agreement with the jury or as I like to see it they are applauding me.
Tick Tock…
“Please handcuff the defendant and removed the defendant from the stand to be sentenced on July 1st” Judge Bastard said to the sweaty officer next to me.
Tick Tock….
The officer handcuffed my hands and began to attempt to lead me down the stairs out of the stand. Taking one look at the audience especially at my family, the jury and the bastard judge, I gave them one last smirk.
Tick Tock….
Leading me down the stairs me and sweaty officer, who stank by the way, walking towards the back door and out to the prison van that was waiting for me.
Tick Tock…
Placing me into the back of the van the officer locked me in the back. I began chuckling to myself, this was perfect.
Tick Tock…
The police van began to move away from the court
Tick Tock goes the clock because someone is going to burn….
BOOM!!!!!
Suddenly the doors of the prison van catapulted open to my delight.
Jumping out of the van I saw the debris of the exploded court scattered all over the street.
Running around to the front of the van I found the sweaty office has a pole punctured through his chest.
Reaching into his bloody jacket I pulled out the set of keys which I remembered had the gold key to unlock my handcuffs. Finally I can fucking use my hands.
“Please…please…” The bloody police officer stuttered, spluttering blood out of his mouth.
Reaching over I pulled out his gun and his Taser. Pointing the fun at his legs I shot hum making him yell in agony which made me laugh.
I didn’t want to kill him, I wanted the fucker to suffer.
Running over to the clothes shop situated across the road from the court which had its windows shattered from the explosion, I entered through the window.
Quickly I began to change out of the clothes I currently had into a pair of black jeans; a crimson shirt; ankle boots: and a black leather jacket.
Placing the Taser and gun into the jeans pockets, I went over to the till where I found an unconscious shop worker.
The till was already open which I presume was the aftershock of the explosion which was pretty epic, wasn’t it my friend?
Taking out a wad of cash and coins which I placed in my pocket and removed the CCTV tape which I stood on and threw the pieces into the bin under the desk.
Quickly I walked out of the stop and noticed a car which had an unconscious driver. Checking coast was clear I opened the driver’s door of the car and removed the driver’s unconscious body.
Removing his keys from his pockets I got into the car and after checking for other passengers I started the engine.
Looking into the wing mirror I saw the incredible destruction we had caused my friend before driving away from the place I used to call home.
This is not the end of our story my friend, this is only the beginning.
Are you ready?
THE END
About the Author
I have been writing from a young age however the first time I had published my own eBook was in September 2014. Writing is my hobby I enjoy creating characters and story ideas. My writing genre is mainly erotica however I also stories for the crime and drama genre.
I am an independent, self-publishing author from England.
Other eBooks from the Author
The Office Affair
The Christmas Kiss
Burning Desire
The Ex Lover
The Ex Addiction
Life As I See It
The Hotel Guest
Get in touch with the Author
You can keep up to date with all my upcoming eBooks and other information including exclusive poetry via my website:
www.kimthomaswriting.co.uk
And also on my Twitter page
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