Become a Fan
By Tony Mike Nerone
Friday, February 21, 2003
Profanity in text.
It was a typical January morning in NYC. The temperture was 31 degrees, with the wind chill factor it felt like 15. I had to go to work that saturday morning. We were short a bartender so I was filling in. It was only 6am, but I had a one hour subway trip, I would open the bar at 8am. So I put my kettle on the stove to heat water for instant coffee. I got into the shower and almost froze to death. That damn building was always short of hot water. I rushed through my shower and came out to the kitchen to have my coffee. I would need it, my subway station was elevated. It got pretty cold up there waiting for the train. I got the to the station at 7 and waited only 5 minutes for the downtown express.
When the train arrived it was mostly empty of passengers.
There were 3 guys at the far end of the car. They seemed to be stoned. At least they looked it to me. They were making a lot of noise, and also started to shred a newspaper, then they lit it.
Just then the subway patrolman came into the car. Except she was a patrolwoman.
She was small in stature, about 5foot2, and as cute as a cupcake.
She walked down to the end of the car to confront the jerks. Put it out she said. Fuck you cunt, one of the assholes said. I am cold he said with a toothless grin. She removed her baton and said again put the fire out!
One of the jerks was behind her, grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her off her feet.
She needed help badly. I sprang to my feet and rushed the three clowns. I pulled the jerk off of her, then toothless pulled a shiv out of his pocket and stabbed me hard right in the center of my back! The pain was immense, but I still had my hands on the creep who pulled the cop down. I hit him hard with the palm of my hand at his nostrils. His blood squirted up into his eyes blinding him. At that time my little cop pulled her 38 and emptied 6 bullets into the now dead 3 jerks.
I then felt the loss of blood and went into shock unconcious. I woke up 3 days later in Metropolitan Hospital, in the ICU ward with tubes in every opening of my body. I felt sick to my stomach, and very weak. I had lost my kidney, and my spleen. I also had a collapsed lung. A nurse attending to me said rest easy honey, you got a long way back to go.
I suffered for days after, how many I do not know. I was doped up with Demeral, and morphine. While I was in that comatose state, I felt soft hands caressing my body. As sick and close to death as I was, I felt myself grow hard with erections. I opened my eyes to a blur, then a hazy sight. My little cupcake was there caressing me. She smiled down at me and said you will be fine. The doctors said your going to make it!
I sure did make it back. With the help of my cupcake named Alba. She nursed me back to health, with love, and affection. And we became soulmates forever.
Tony Mike Nerone
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|Reviewed by Kelie Urbanec
|Very nice that is very sweet that you helped her. I hope to met a man that can take care of me.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|nice write, tony! :)|