Neurotic (Jason McCann)

Chapter 6

Jason's POV

"I can't believe that fucking worthless bitch left!" Alex yelled pacing back in forth. "Look don't fucking talk about her like that. I'm the only one who can call her that type of shit! " I shouted, shoving him in his chest hard.

"Jason what the hell do you want me to say then! She could possibly tell the cops on us, and the fact she has your fucking phone man. Your phone you don't even have 'Find My IPhone' set upon!" He grumbles, throwing his fist in the air. "I know! I know, I know! I will do it okay." I screamed at the voices in my head, rubbing my face viscously with my hands.

"Shit, Jason chill the hell out man. You're scaring everyone." Alex being Alex, worriedly spoke, attempting to sit me down. "I need her, I got to have her, I want her, and I love her." I mumble, rocking myself back and forth. Not hearing no one around me.

I just want my princess, and I want her right now. She left me, so she has to pay the price. I'll kill her before she even thinks about leaving me again.

"Jason." I hear someone call me, but I don't think nothing of it. "Jason?" The voice calls out again.

"JASON!!" It rings throughout my ears a bit louder. "Huh? What?" I snap my head up, at multiple widened eyes looking down at me.

"Dude are you okay?" Ryan hesitantly questioned, concern written all over his face. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I probe confused as can be.

"You were-" Ryan started but Alex cut him off. "Bro you were doing that crazy shit again. All spaced out, rocking back and forth with that twitch in your eyes.

"Shit, shit, shit." I shout hitting my head hard as can be. "Stop man it's okay, you're okay now." Ryan sat down next to me, patting my back in soothing motions.

The thing is I'm not "okay", I'm far from it. I have a serious problem, which I much not want to explain right now.

"Jase, man you're doing it again." Za raised his voice, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

But I couldn't get out the funk I was currently in. It's like everything around me disappeared, leaving me all alone in complete darkness.

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Flashback

"Atta girl." I kissed her cheek. "Now go in the kitchen and wash those dishes... so you can go up to bed to get some rest. Me and the boys have some important things we have to discuss." I took her off my lap gesturing to the kitchen. "O-okay." She said walking away, heading to the kitchen.

I waited until Malarie was fully in the kitchen to talk to the guys. About an upcoming mission we have to do in the Netherlands. This is our biggest mission yet, and we leave tomorrow night. So I am very much excited for this particular job.

If we all successfully bomb The Royal Palace in Amsterdam. We all will get a payment of twenty four million dollars, to split amongst all ten of us guys. Meaning we all get two point four million just for ourselves.

"Let's get started, while Mal's cleaning up that messy ass kitchen." I scolded, looking at them angrily. They all agreed, along with saying "sorry" or "my bad".

"Oh calm down Jason, you need to keep her in check. I always hear her disrespect you at night, saying no and other shit." Alex scoffed, giving Damian a bro handshake. "Shut the fuck Alex, Malarie and my relationship doesn't concern you." I grumble, getting slightly irritated.

"What relationship." He mumbled, but I heard him loud and clear. "Don't get fuck up again." I sneered, getting up from my spot on the couch.

"Whatever baby bro." He flicked me off, rolling his red eyes. "Now let's get started." I walk over to the glass table in the middle of the living room, picking up a beige folder.