Pulled In

14

As Ghost passed out, Grayson pulled his shirt back down to hide the bandages on his chest. As they all watched, Jimmy sat up, already laughing. He surveyed the scene around him, everyone bloody and breathing hard.
"Aww, I missed the party."

Everyone rolled their eyes. Grayson stood up and walked towards the kitchen door.
"I'm going to take a shower. Don't kill them Jimmy."

Jimmy laughed and eyed the other two in a way that made them nervous.

In the bathroom, Grayson stared at himself in the mirror. The person staring back at him was barely him anymore. His head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and his side felt like it was on fire. He lived his shirt gingerly, careful of his new stitches. He removed the bandages on his chest, taking his first deep breath in hours. He kept his eyes on his face in the reflection, away from his chest.

"A little longer. Just a little longer."

When Grayson came out of the bathroom, he found Jimmy tied to a chair in the living room. Toast and Elizabeth were at on the couch watching him. They both were still wearing their blood stained shirts, clearly not comfortable leaving Jimmy unattended. The sight of blood made Grayson inhale sharply. That got the others attention. Toast raised an eyebrow.
"So we need to tie you down too?"

Grayson shook his head.
"No, but could you two please change? I can watch him."

They both exchanged a glance, then looked to Jimmy. With a sigh, they both got up. As she walked past, Elizabeth stopped Grayson.
"Don't be stupid."

Grayson sat down opposite Jimmy, who gave him a mischievous look as soon as they were alone.
"Alright untie me and we can go."

"Are you kidding? Its still broad daylight and the streets are swarmed with cops. We'll get caught."

Jimmy laughed.
"We'll be fine. We can't die remember?"

Grayson thought about it for a moment. Part of him wanted to listen to Jimmy, but his rational side was winning out, the bullet wound having knocked some sense into him. Jimmy noticed his hesitation.
"Oh come on. I saw the way you looked at Ghost earlier, you were mad about something. His eyes reminded you of something."

Grayson ground his teeth. Jimmy's comment brought heat to Grayson's face. Jimmy smiled.
"I knew it! Who is it?"

Grayson sighed. Glaring at Jimmy.
"None of your business."

"Well then, either I'll keep bugging you about it or you let me out."

Grayson rolled his eyes and stood up, choosing the lesser of two evils. He quickly untied Jimmy. His annoyance pushed his rational objections out the window.
"Well come on then if you wanna go so badly."