Connor and Ryan finally arrived at the jail, but as ryan opened his door, connor grabbed his arm. "Ryan...im still confused. Who are we going to blame?" He questioned. "Well, i told elijah he had to turn in hunter. But that little pussy wont do it. Im thinking ill turn him in instead. Keep his mouth shut," ryan said sinisterly. "How come youre in contact with elijah, do you know who really shot him?" Connor continued. Ryan sighed. He didnt want to tell connor it was him, as connor had asked him to stop doing these things out of cold blood. Ryan knew he shot elijah just out of pure bitterness. And when he saw a chance where he wouldnt be caught, he took it. And connor would be dissapointed in him. But he couldnt bring himself to lie to him. "It was me, Connor. I shot elijah. I know youre not gonna approve. But you dont understand."
Connor looked at ryan for a moment, but ryan looked at his feet shamefully. "Its okay ryan. I forgive you. Its done, we cant change the past. But, i have hope you can change," connor replied warmly. But soon his look of comfort became a look of grief. "Ryan, you know what will happen if you do. I wont hang out with you anymore, and i wont let jermaine either. I cant risk him getting hurt." Ryan looked at connor finally, with tears in his eyes. He wiped them away and looked back down. "I know. I wouldnt want that either. After this, ill make it right. I promise. For you, connor," ryan said. Despite ryans cold actions and words to others, he would give the world to his best friend, connor.
"Alright, so whats the plan," connor asked. Ryan began to explain. "We will both enter, ill go the back way and break him out, youll go to the front saying youre there to report a crime. Youll give them this picture, and say you suspect there are drugs in this mans vehicle," he said, handing connor a photo of elijah. "After we get jermaine, im going to stop at elijahs and plant some heroin and different pills in his car. Then, well, the rest will write itself."
Connor was silent for a moment. "But , theyll still be looking for the man who shot elijah, even if hes in jail." "No, police dont care enough about prisoners for that. Once elijah is just another rat in the cell, his poor leg wont matter anymore. Its not like he was even injured that badly, they wont care," ryan answered. Connor looked to the building. "Are you sure?" Ryan gave connor a smile and nodded.The two went in, following the plan. Once finished, connor waited in the car, and ryan came out running with jermaine not long after. They hopped in the car quickly before speeding off.
Ryan stopped the car a block away from elijahs house and told the other two to wait. He began walking down to elijahs house with a bag of drugs.
"Hey jermaine," connor said, turning back to the back seat where his hubby was. "Hey baby, i missed you," jermaine said back. "I couldnt wait to see you again in there, i knew youd come." "Of course i did, jermaine. I love you," connor said back, turning more. Jermaine put his hands on connors waist and pulled him into the backseat with him, then onto his lap. Connor cupped jermaines face and kissed him, and they began making out. Jermaine put his hands under connors thin white shirt and rubbed his back while they kissed. Connor could feel jermaine getting hard, and he put his hands in his hair and rubbed his head making him moan. Connor started grinding on jermaine through his pants and jermaine bit down on connors lip. Jermaine started to get close, until they heard the unlocking sound of the car, signaling ryan had finished and was coming back to the car. Connor looked back at jermaine, who was breathing hard and blushing, and smiled and gave him one more kiss before crawling back to the front passenger. Just in time, ryan opened the door. "Fuck, it stinks in here," he said, winding the windows down. Connor and jermaine looked at eachother before looking back at ryan. "Anyways, its done, the drugs are planted all over his car. After that, this whole thing will be forgotten about, and that bitch will get what he deserves."
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