I Pornographer
Mortal Combat
Chapter 51
I had relaxed a lot now and I began to think that the hit Roy had told me about would never happen because the Krays were locked up forever, but I was still on the alert, despite One Eyed Jimmy telling me that no-one was after me…
I pulled up outside my flat in Stockwell Road. As usual I surveyed the street as I pulled up outside and not seeing any suspicious character I got out of my car crossed the pavement opened the street door, entered the communal staircase and walked up the stairs. Ken and Kath’s flat door on the right was open as usual and I turned left into my flat and walked along the passage.
Sandra met me in the passageway a strange look on her face. “Gerry’s here in the front room” she whispered.
Suddenly I felt fear rising in my stomach and breathed in deeply. “Why did you let him in?” I asked in amazement, keeping my voice low so that Gerry would not hear.
“He said that he had a business appointment with you. He kept on ringing at the door” Sandra replied.
“But you know that I told him never to come round here again” I said.
“I’m sorry Mickey. Why don’t you just tell him to go?” Sandra said.
“Yeah I will” I said with a confidence that I never felt. Plucking up courage I walked into the front room.
Gerry sat on the settee as large as life a big smile on his face.
“Hello Mickey my son! How’s it going, all right” he greeted me.
“Gerry I thought that you were going to phone me when you wanted to see me” I said mildly rebuking him, suppressing the turmoil of emotions that I was managing to control by deep breathing.
“Mickey I took a trip and I just had to see you me old son” answered Gerry.
His words sent a shockwave through my body. Now I was alone with a person that I never wanted to be alone with ever again, and he was high on acid.
“Why did you want to see me Gerry?” I asked trying to act as though I was not afraid.
“I don’t know Mickey, you know we always was pals until we had that stupid argument” he said smiling in a peculiar way.
“Look Gerry I have things to do. I’m going to call you a cab to take you home” I replied.
“But Mickey just have a little drink for old time’s sake” Gerry said.
“Gerry it is getting late now and I have got to get
up early in the morning” I said making excuses.
Sandra walked into the room.
“Mickey that light is still on in the bedroom and I can’t fix it.”
Gerry looked up grinning. “Yeah I tried to help her and she fell off the step ladder. Didn’t you Sarn?” he said.
“Yes and Gerry caught me!” she said blushing and pointing to her arm.
I noticed a large bruise on her upper arm. My mind reeled. “How long had Gerry been here? Up in the bedroom helping her, was he fucking her?” the thought shot through my mind.
“How about that drink?” Gerry asked a smirk on his face.
“Maybe if I gave him a drink he would leave” I thought.
“Well just one, for old time’s sake” I agreed. I went out into the passage where I had binned a few dozen bottles of my favourite wine Gevrey Chambertin under the stairs.
Sandra followed me out. “I thought that you were going to tell him to go” she said.
“Listen do you know that he is on acid?” I said lowering my voice.
“No” she said her voice taking on a serious tone. “What are you going to do?” she asked.
“Well he is on it and he is mad enough as it is” I said hoping I did not sound afraid. “Look I am going to call a taxi. Just leave it to me and go to bed” I reassured her.
Sandra walked up the stairs and I returned to the
front room with the bottle of wine.
“Here you are Gerry” I said, glad that Sandra had gone to bed and was not a witness to my craven behaviour. I poured out two glasses of wine into two lead crystal goblets and handed one to Gerry.
“Fucking hell these are heavy! I bet that they cost a fortune?” observed Gerry.
“Yes they did!” I confirmed.
“Good health me old son” said Gerry pouring the expensive wine down his gullet.
“Good health” I replied weakly. “Pull yourself together. Be a man” I thought and I breathed deeply but it was difficult to stop my pulse speeding up. I went over to the record player and put on some music. I thought that it would have a positive effect on Gerry as it always made me feel good on the occasions that I had been tripping.
I looked down and the bottle was empty. I picked up the phone and dialled the taxi rank, it rang but there was no answer. It was late now about one in the morning.
“Come on Mickey I don’t want to go home yet because I have not seen you for a long time.” Gerry said with a strange look on his face that was akin to affection.
He certainly did look like he was tripping and was acting strangely. I was getting on top of the paranoia that was attacking me and I began to feel strong again. I don’t know why but I went out and got another bottle, opened it and poured out two glasses. The music was pounding away. Lou Reed
one of my favourite artistes “Jo Jo was a man who thought he was a woman, but he was another man…get back Jo Jo …”
“Come on Gerry it is about time you went home, I definitely have got to go to bed” I said.
Suddenly
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