The officer reached down to grab an area of Junya that was not covered with blood. He picked him off of the ground, and looked Junya in his beat up face. "W...Well let me put it to you this way boy! The officer said, mimicking Junya. If I have to come back around here, and your ass is still on this street, I am going to haul your ass downtown, understand me boy!"
Junya began to respond to the officers obvious racial badgering, instead,
he shook his head in accordance with the officer.s demand.
At that moment, the officer.s radio was blaring with his badge number to
respond to a distress call. He let go of Junya and proceeded back to his cruiser.
With the officer picking up Junya off of the ground, Junya mustered up
some strength to get himself cleaned up, and to get moving before he ended up
in jail. The cold was becoming too much to bear, so he threw back on his beer
and blood soaked jacket. Junya held one of his nostrils and blew out snots of
clotted blood into the spot where he was sitting on the ground. He then licked
his lips and projected a spitball that landed inches from the yellow Benz. Junya
slowly lifted his injured arm in a circular motion, but jumped fiercely as he felt
the pain come back.
With his other arm, he pulled on the main door of the club.s
entrance only to see a large Hispanic man standing behind the door.
"No more patrons tonight...this venue is for invited guests only." The
man said as he reached for the inside handle of the door to pull it closed.
"I...I was in here already...I just need to get cleaned up a little bit..."
Junya stated as he tried pleading with the bouncer.
"I.m sorry, but the doors have been closed for about a half an hour. You
will just have to go home." The bouncer said without even looking at Junya.
The bouncer pretended as if he did not notice that Junya had been beaten up and
he was bloody.
"I need to get back in there, my girl is in there..."
"You will have to wait until she comes out." The bouncer gritted.
"Damn man! Junya said upsettingly. Look at me! At least let me use the
bathroom!"
"I.m sorry, that is not my problem, nor is it this establishment's problem. I
will get in a lot of trouble by letting you inside here like that." The man said in a
humble manner.
"Look, I am not looking for trouble...I just..."
"The club lets out in a few hours. The bouncer interrupted. Why don't
you just go on home and wait for her there?"
"What...! Junya said aggravated while pleading with the bouncer. But I
am not from here dude...Let me just get my girl and get out of here."
"Heh..." The guard chuckled aloud. You really think she didn.t see you
getting dragged out of the club? If she wanted to be out here with you, she
would have came out long time ago.
There is a small coffee shop down the next
two blocks to the right. They should let you freshen up inside there; the manager
is really nice. Get cleaned up, then come back here. If you ask me bro...maybe
you should get yourself to the hospital, you are looking pretty fucked up!"
"Well, at least have the DJ call her to the booth and say her man is outside
waiting or something! Junya said in desperation.
Junya was loosing patience like he was loosing blood. He could not think
of anything more to say to the bouncer. The bouncer made a good point to Junya
about Khevasiah.s show of concern about him being dragged out of the club.
Junya knew she knew he was outside of the club.