The Confrontation

Travis didn’t know why Giles wanted to see him but, he knew it wasn’t good. It was going to be about Dawson and Parker, he just knew it. He wasn’t going to betray his best friend. He wasn’t going to put Parker in harm’s way. This was his chance to prove that he was a good man. As he walked into Giles office, he tried to swallow down his nerves. Please Lord, get me out of this alive. Travis prayed.
     “You wanted to see me Giles.” He said once the door closed.
      “Yea Trav…You are pretty close to Dawson. Correct?”
      “Yes, he’s been my friend since I was five. Why do you ask?”
      “Where does the girl he was fucking live?”
      “I don’t know Giles. I’ve only seen her at school and I’ve never talked to her.”
      “Don’t fucking lie to me. I’ll put a bullet in you and then I’ll go to your grandma’s house and do the same thing to her. Where does Parker live?”
      “I don’t know where she lives man. Some rich part of town. You’ve been to her house. You used to sell to her mother.” Travis hissed.
      “I’ve been by that place. Its vacant no sign of the girl. Though, there was baby bottles and pacifiers all over the house. Tell me what I want to know Travis, or your grandma will die tonight. I have Vince sitting outside your house and if you lie to me, I send this text that says “BOOM” and your granny will go Boom. Do I make myself clear boy?”
Travis shook his head. This asshole knows more than he lets on. Vince better pray I don’t get out of here alive or he’s going to be begging for mercy. Giles grabbed his phone and held it up. Travis could see he had the text typed into the message box waiting to be sent.
      “Don’t! Please Giles! I’ll tell you what you need to know.” Travis begged.
His stomach was a ball of knots as he stared at the man in front of him. I’m going to lose my best friend tonight but, I can’t let him kill my grandma. Grandpa and her are all I have. Travis thought.  
      “I thought you’d see it my way. Where is the bitch living?” Giles hissed.
      “With Dawson.”
      “Excuse me, what the fuck did you just say?”
      “Parker is living with Dawson.”
      “How long has this been going on? They are dating, right?”
      “A month, ever since her parents got arrested. Yes, they are dating.”
Giles shook his head as he stood up and walked over to stand right in front of Travis. Travis knew in the pit of his stomach. He wasn’t going to get out of repercussions from lying to Giles. I need to warn Dawson. I need to let him know I had to squeal. Even if it means our friendship is over.
      “Does that bitch have a baby?”
      “Yes, a five-month-old.”
      “This keeps getting better and better. I’m going to have some sweet revenge on that lying little punk.” Giles laughed as he grabbed his gun from the desk.
Travis gulped down the lump he had in his throat. This is it. I’m going to die. Right here in this piece of shits office.
      “Any last words Travis?” Giles laughed.
      “What are you going to do to Parker?”
      “That’s for me to know and for you to never find out. Anything else?”
      “No, besides you’re gonna go to hell for being a rapist. You disgusting son of a bitch.” Travis hissed before he lunged forward knocking the gun out of Giles’s hand.
The two man exchanged punches as they brawled across the office. Travis wasn’t going to let him hurt Parker or Dawson. Not if he can stop it. He grabbed the crowbar that was in the corner behind the door and struck his boss right in the back. Giles let out a roar of pain. Travis was going to strike him again but, Giles grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard until it popped. Travis cried out in pain as he let the crowbar fall to the floor with a clang. Pain soared through his hand and down to his elbow. Giles shoved him back and round house kicked him straight in the mouth. Travis tasted the blood but, got right back up kicking the man in the groin. Giles fell into the floor with a grunt. Travis returned a round house kick to his enemy’s face. Giles swore under his breath as he grabbed the crowbar and cracked his against Travis’s knee. Travis screamed out in agony as he fell to the floor. Giles got back up laughing in a sick way. You demented bastard. Travis thought as he winced at the pain in his knee. Giles turned his back for a split second looking for his pistol but was met with Travis spearing him into the desk. Pinning the man down to the table he kept hitting him repeatedly, until there was blood completely covering the man’s face. Suddenly, the doors opened, and Fritz and Johnny came running in pulling him off Jones.
      “You fucking punks! You’re protecting a fucking monster!” Travis growled as he fought against their grasps.
Giles slid his way off the blood covered desk and grabbed the pistol that had been kicked underneath of it. Panting from pure exhaustion, he chuckled as he pointed the gun at Travis’s head. Travis swallowed hard as he stared straight into Gile’s cold eyes. At least I died trying to protect Dawson and Parker. He thought.
      “Don’t kill him yet Jones. We might need him to lure Dawson into us.” Fritz hissed.
      “I don’t need this punk for that. I’m gonna get Dawson’s chick and her baby for that.”
      “Don’t kill him Jones. Not until you know Dawson is coming.”
      “Fritz shut the fuck up or I’ll kill you as well.” Giles hissed as he went to pull the trigger.
Travis lunged forward just as the gun went off. A blazing pain as if his gut was on fire soared through him. It was crippling and scary as fuck. He never felt so much pain in his life. He stared at Fritz who was kneeling beside him. I’m going to die. This is it. He thought as he cried out at the pain.
      “Throw him in with that East Side punk. Let him die in there like a traitor he is. I’m going to call Vince. We have some revenge to take out on Dawson. We need to get our hands on that chick and her baby. Tonight.” Giles hissed as he grabbed Johnny and left the office.
Fritz pulled Travis to his feet and started dragging him towards the room Andy was locked in. I need to try to do something. I need to try to help Dawson. Travis kept repeating in his mind.
      “Fritz…man…Giles is a rapist. He…raped…Dawson’s girl...the baby is Giles. Don’t let…him…hurt the baby or…the girl” Travis stammered.
      “Why should I believe you Travis? You just attacked our leader.”
      “He…threatened…my grandma. I’m not lying…ask Dawson...”
      “I’ll believe what I want to believe. I think you just attacked Giles because you want his position. I hope you die a long painful death alongside that Snake from the east side.” Fritz hissed as he shoved Travis through the door and slammed it shut.