Time.

As I left the hospital doors opened, half-smiling,

Walking out, taking my keys out of my pocket, I dropped them onto a passing stretcher rushing into the ER,

"W-wait!" I shouted, running after the nurses.

The person was covered in white from head to toe, so you can see the bloody parts where he got shot.

I stopped in my tracks seeing the site, but when I got back to my mind they rushed into a double door.

"Shit." I busted and opened the doors.

"..."

On the side of the stretcher were my car keys.

But around it were nurses and staff members glaring at me in the middle of an operation.

"Why are they in here?" A nurse asked a security guard standing at the counter.

"Sir please exit the room." He walked in front and signaled me to leave.

"Sir what are you doing!" As reached for my keys, "I just need my-"

He grabbed onto my hand, and I reached further.

...

*Fsshhh*

I started floating for a second,

Why am I looking at the ceiling?

Wait.

*thump*

I hit the ground like a potato sack,

"Sir, your under arrest!" He slammed my back on the floor cuffing my arms.

*clack*

I looked up at the underside of the stretcher with my face pressed against the floor and my forehead covered by my hoodie.

My keys.

Fuck...

...

"You ready?"

I grunted,

"Yeah I feel you, It was like this for me too." He hands me a pamphlet from the counter in the back.

It marked 'How to be a good citizen.'

The fenced metal gate slowly gapped open.

The light was almost blinding.

I walked out, and instantly a black Sprinter van sped up to the sidewalk.

Rolled down the front window, "You him?"

I nodded,

"Ight hop in mate." Opening the back door,

Held my arm, "Go home safe."

He must be worried about me.

"Yeah." Letting go of my arm, I closed the door in his face and we drove off.

"Haha, so you are the infamous 'Sleepy', the boss told me about you.

In an instant, I wrapped the pamphlet around his neck.

"He's the only one who can call me that, know that. Who are you?" I squeezed it.

"OK ok stop! I'm driving!" He tried to get back in balance as I backed off.

*cough* * cough*

He glanced at me in the mirrors and I stared at him straight in the eyes.

Do you want to die?

He looked away, " I guess he drew those tattoos on your body too.

I'm Vito."

My tattoos were drawings, signs, and markings on my face and body. With a slight green tint from unhealthy lead, done by someone I met.

Let's just say we had a lot of time together and on our hands.

I just sighed, "Where are we going?"

He ignored me, "See those bags in the back?"

I looked over at the black plastic bags, "..."

"They are yours, feel free to check them out."

"..."

...

"Here we are." He opened the door.

I walked out with the bags in hand, "Where are we?"

"To be honest, I don't know. But good luck."

He started the engine, "Wait!" I turned around.

The van shot off, "The car is in the parking lot!"

I was left behind in the dust and tire smoke.

Smh

I'm in the middle of a city.

What am I going to do now? Looking up, I saw a sign that name where I am.

"I'm back..." Feeling nostalgia, I looked around.

Where is the car? Yeah, there is a parking lot, but it only has a Black Lamborghini Urus in the middle the rest is empty.

"Wait." I smiled.

I walked up and looked at myself in the driver's mirror.

"It has a bright red interior but it shows through the tinted Windows from the sunlight."

I tried the handle...

"It was opened." I chuckled.

The keys were already in.

"He got me right." Jumpin in,

I opened a plastic bag.

Taking out a 1911, a ski mask, a butterfly knife, 5 mags, gloves, and finally a piece of paper with a number written on it.

In the other bag were stacks of Cash overflowing.

...

There's only one thing on my mind, "I've got some unfinished business."

Starting the car I sped off, I'm not even old enough to drive.

...

I sat on the same bench I did that day.

The day everything went wrong.

The day my life was left to rot, and the other half of me is in those double doors.

"I wonder how Aura's doing?" Walking out of the hospital.

"I've only met her once, but I don't know her last name to find her."

She probably forgot about me.

*sigh*

"I want a hug." You can't get that in bars. "Heh,"

Now, let's get to work.

...

I waited till the middle of the Day in the car.

Waiting...

"..."

I looked around some more, "Don't all employees go on a break?"

But I saw him walking in the corner of my eye.

All my attention was on him,

He walked out of the hospital onto the street and into town.

"He doesn't have a car." I slowly trailed him.

Stopping at a local outside café, I watched him order Food and sat outside.

As He was eating I hopped out of my SUV, mask on, and ran up to him.

He tried to run but it was too late.

I emptied the magazine.

Bullets beat his chest like an ape and he fell to the sidewalk.

I continued to shoot, breaking the store's glass while bystanders ran for their lives screaming.

Standing over the body gushing out blood, "There's no coming back."

I hopped in my Lamborghini and Sprinted off the crime site.

*Skrrrrr*

All you heard was the sound of my engine and screams as I pulled the corner.

*grumble*

I'm hungry.

"Now, where can I get some food?" There was a sandwich place nearby,

Walking in, I ordered a chicken footlong,

Looking around I saw a poster, 'Help Wanted.' I asked the cashier.

"Yeah, we're hiring," She looked at me sideways because I'm a foreigner and my tattoos.

I pointed at my Lamborghini behind me, "I'm up to it."