Dave's POV
It was around 3:00PM in the afternoon when I finally gathered the courage to go and visit Rey ...Randy. I'd just finished eating a hefty lunch, had a few beers and headed out. I felt like a bundle of nerves for some reason. It wasn't like me. Talking to and being around Rey was as natural as breathing, so why was I so scared?
I drove my rental Prius through the streets of L.A. listening to 50 Cent on the radio and catching steals of the striking landscape as I periodically stopped at red traffic lights. I had on an expensive pair of shades to guard my eyes from the glaring sun. As I drove I began thinking about Rey and what he must have gone through. He was probably seen as the man who dated a psychopathic mad man and attempted murderer. All the media attention he's probably received in the past months wasn't want he wanted either, I know it. I sighed and closed my eyes. I'm sorry Rey...
I parked the car in the underground garage of the hotel Randy and Rey were staying at. I got out and made my way inside.
Chris managed to get the hotel room number that they were staying in from someone and passed the info along to me. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the piece of crumbled paper with the room number written on it. I put it back inside my pocket and headed up to their room.
I soon stepped out of the hotel elevator and walked down the narrow hallway to my destination. I wasn't in any hurry to get there either. My heart was pounding hard in my chest. I was panicking.
'Calm down Dave', I said to myself. I was shaking on the inside. I continued walking until I reached the their room door.
Room 314
I stood in front of the door that I hoped Rey would be on the other side of. I was just a few feet away from my lover. Here goes nothing I guess.
I gently knocked on the door and waited. I heard soft movement inside.
"Hey Rand--" My beautiful angel glowed in the sunlight that washed over him through the large windows inside the room. He stood frozen as he looked up at me with shock, and fear...
"Hello Rey." I said quietly. I kept my head down. I just couldn't look him in the eyes.
"Dave. Leave, now."
"Rey I--"
"No Dave. I don't want you here. There's nothing to say." He tried to slam the door in my face but I firmly held on to it, preventing him from closing it.
"Rey please, I just want to speak to you, and Randy."
"Randy isn't here, he's out."
Perfect...
"OK then I'll speak to you."
"No you won't. I can't OK? Please just leave me and Randy alone."
I didn't listen. I grinned as I forced my way inside the room. Rey and I were finally alone together...
Rey's POV
"GET OUT YOU FUCKING MURDERER!" I yelled at Dave. I was scared for my life at this moment, but I didn't want him to see it. I kept myself firm and unyielding.
"Rey just let me speak."
"No! You fucking bastard. I want nothing to do with you. You are a monster and I hate you. You tried to kill Randy and you think you can just come here and try to make things better? You can't!"
"Rey--" He reached over and attempted to grab my arm.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I pulled away quickly. I hoped someone would hear me and call hotel security.
"OK OK I'm sorry!" He said panicking and holding his hands in surrender. "Look Rey, I came here to tell you and Randy that...I'm sorry for what I did to the both of you."
"Are you fucking serious? You're not sorry. You'd do it again if you had the chance. I see right through you and your deception. Too bad the Judge didn't see past your fake acting. You belong in prison for what you did, not some lush mental hospital."
"Rey..." His face began serious and hardening. He was getting upset with me.
"Dave just please leave. I...I just can't deal with this OK?"
Dave growled. "Look Rey, I came here to speak to you and I'm not leaving until I do! Don't make me angry with you."
I stood still and listened, increasingly fearful of what he might do to me.
"Rey, you didn't deserve any of this. I know how much my actions have hurt you and I'm sorry, from the bottom of my heart. I want you to know that I love you and I'm not mad that you and Randy hooked up while I was gone. I guess I understand. I will give you two some time to end your relationship, preferably before I'm released from the hospital. Then you and I will go away somewhere and be together, start things over."
"Are you kidding me? You expect me to end things with Randy because you say so? How deranged are you, you psychopath!"
"Don't call me that!" He reached over and grabbed my arm and squeezed it tightly. "You think you can go around and fuck Randy and I wouldn't do or say anything about it? Fucking whore. I bet you two were hooking up behind my back. Weren't you, you fucking slut!"
"Get off me Dave!" I struggled under his grasp. I began kicking his shins. He growled and slapped me hard in the cheek. He released me and I fell down on the floor.
"Bitch! You belong to me Rey, not Randy! I love you dammit. Why are you fighting me?"
He stood over me and stared down with angry eyes. Oh god.
"I'll teach you to--"
I heard a loud bang near the door. I tilted my head to see what had happened. Randy was standing in the doorway.
Randy's POV
Dave...
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the piece that I'd just purchased. I knew I was going to need this sooner or later.
"Get the fuck away from him."
"Whoa Randy! Calm down OK Buddy? Put the gun away." The coward pleaded.
"Randy!" Rey got up from the floor and ran over to me. "Randy please don't."
"Did he hurt you?" I asked calmly.
"Randy..."
"DID HE HURT YOU?"
Dave spoke. "It was an accident Randy."
I looked at Rey. He had bruises on his arm and cheek. My rage begins to take over me.
"Rey, leave us."
"NO! I'm not going anywhere Randy. Where did you get that gun?"
"Rey I don't want you to see this. Please leave."
He stood in front of me, blocking the path to that prick."
"I can't let you do this. Please Ran, look at me. You can't do this."
"I have to protect you, protect us, from him."
"Randy, man I swear I didn't come here to hurt Rey. I...I came here to apologize--"
"BASTARD!" I moved across from Rey and aligned my gun to Dave's chest. I glanced over at Rey, who looked terrified. I couldn't pull the trigger, not in front of him. He's already been through enough.
"If I catch you anywhere near Rey again...I'll kill you."
Dave swallowed hard and ran out the door like the pussy he is.
"Randy..." Rey walked over to me and lowered my arm that held on tightly to the gun. He pulled me into a tender hug. I closed my eyes and began to cry silently.