User blog:SirLinkalot96/The Greg Ryder Saga: Part 5: Chapter 3: Breakin' the Bank

JULY 31st, 2008, 1:07 P.M.

I was hanging out in the new garage that Johnny opened up in New Coventry after he graduated, which was across the street from the Yum Yum Market. Since I'm good friends with him, I get discounts from him, and I even do some jobs for him for extra cash, since I'm on the run from the cops because I broke out of my dorm during dorm arrest and went on some crazy adventure with C-Money.

Johnny was nice enough to let me stay in the Tenements, which SUCKED. Sleeping on a crappy cot really does something to ya. But, where else could I go? I haven't seen C-Money since the fight with the Townies, so I wonder how he's doing. The TV was changed to Weazel News and I paid attention when I heard the word 'Bullworth' I sat up off the couch and watched. There was a bank robbery going on right now at Leighson's Bank in Bullworth Town! And Dr. Crabblesnitch is one of the hostages! The robbers want C-Money, and will only release Crabblesnitch if C-Money turns himself in! Holy shit! I gotta call C-Money!

I quickly picked up my phone and speed dialed C-Money, "Hello," C-Money answered. I talked quickly, "C-Money, it's me, Greg. Do you see this news report on the bank robbery?" I heard the solumn in his voice, "Yeah, I see it real well."

I replied, "We gotta do something!" C-Money said, "You mean, I gotta do something." I asked him, "Why you?" C-Money answered, "They asked for me and no one else." I told C-Money firmly, "Doesn't mean you have to go on your own." C-Money sighed and said, "It does. I'm going on my own, okay? I'll be-" He paused, "I'll see ya later." He hung up.

I can't let him do this on his own. I jumped off the couch and put on ripped jeans, a Nirvana t-shirt, and a pair of gray high tops. I opened the one of the drawers, revealing a loaded double barrell shotgun. Johnny keeps this to scare punks away from stealing stuff from his garage. I grabbed the keys to my Sanchez dirt bike and rode it as fast as I could to the bank. I decided to go around the bike shop, through the alleyway, around the comic book store where I hid my bike. I saw that the bank was surrounded by the cops, so I decided to go in through the parking lot behind the bank and find a way from there. There was a pipe that went up to a ledge where I could grab to climb into the window. As I grabbed the pipe, I heard C-Money's Diablo Stallion engine in the distance. I have to get in here to help him before he does. He may not want to admit it, but he needs my help. And that's what friends do.

I heard C-Money's car screech to a halt and I knew he was here. I was in position and I was hanging on the ledge, ready to strike. I was watching C-Money blast his way into the bank and get involved in a heavy gunfight. I used the noise from the firefight to break the window and climb into the bank. The hostages were all sitting in the corner of the room being taunted by some guy with a gun who was getting on my nerves. But Dr. Crabblesnitch wasn't one of them. They must have took him somewhere elseI put him in a sleeper hold and waited till he passed out. I untied the hostages and led them out the window. I escorted them down the pipe and then I asked the last hostage, "Where's Dr. Crabblesnitch?" He answered meekly, "He's in the vault."

"Thanks." I climbed back to the second floor and then I heard something very interesting going on between C-Money and a voice that sounded really familiar. . . It was Max Hayes! I thought he was dead! This is madness! I moved to the stairwell and listened to what was going on.

I heard Max shout, "Fucking bitch, die!" Then I heard gunshots from which sounded like a Desert Eagle. I heard him scream, "SHIT!" and started to bound up the stairs. But, I was one step ahead of him. I had a pen that I picked up earlier, and I stabbed him in the stomach with it as he was about to run past me. He bent forward in misery and moaned in pain and agony. He was still alive, though.

C-Money came running up the stairs and yelled, "I told you not to come here!" I shouted, "I always help a friend who needs it. Looks like you needed it. He wouldn't gotten away if I hadn't come along."

C-Money sighed, "I don't know about that, but-" I interuppted, "Do you want me to kill this piece of shit now, or do you want the pleasure yourself."

C-Money held up his pistol to Max's head. C-Money's hand was trembling and he was sweating, trying to decide what the best decision is. ..

'''UNFINISHED. . .'''