𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 (𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏)

23

Song: End of me - Ashes Remain

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"-Any time soon. I swear if he got us waiting I won't answer." My eyes widened.

Chase. The one talking was Chase Lortenson. The jerk from the Bricks. Henry's brother.

"Shut up." someone responded. "I'm tired of your bullshit."

"Yeah? Well I'm fucking tired of your-"

"Hush now." Hayden's voice in my ear muffled the others and his breath gave me goosebumps.

I was sure he could feel the mad pounding of my heart as he released a bit the grip on me since I'd stilted myself. His hand left my face, slowly, making sure I wouldn't start screaming or something. My eyes sneaked a peak through the leaves, only catching blurred shadows due that it was already dark and that part of the park wasn't the most illuminated; before meeting his piercing grey orbs again.

"If you make a scene you'll regret it." he whispered, but his harsh words didn't feel like a threat but like a warning. He bent his knees, carefully getting off me and freeing my wrists. "For once in your life listen to me and stay here 'till I tell you so."

Breathing hard I only could bring myself to stare at him, clueless and scared. Hayden got up, glowering me one last second before coming out to meet the others.

"Walker! My man, we were starting to think you chicken out." the guy who wasn't Chase greeted him and I felt the sudden urge to cry.

"I wouldn't count on it, Carsonn." he spat back, a tone so tense and rotted I barely recognized him. Never had I heard him like this, not even when he choke me.

"He knew better than that." now was Chase who spoke, so aggressively it made me flinch and snap out my frightful trance. "So? You bring it?"

I heard him humming boringly.

"Have you brought the money?"

I need to get out of here.

Carefully not to be seen, I crawled 'till I was far enough to get up, and then made a run to my car as fast as if my life depends on it. Which probably was true. I didn't know a lot about the Street World, but I was pretty sure what Hayden, Chase and the Carsonn guy were doing has something to do with drugs. With drugs' selling.

Unbelievable, just when I thought I caught a glimpse of a not-so-bad-Hayden, he ended up doing something like that.

I turn on the engine and stormed away before Hayden noticed I was gone or something equally wrong happen. Shit shit shit. I barely had passed a couple blocks when I realize driving with shaking limbs, even though the road was empty, might not be the best idea. So I pulled over in front of the market and dragged in a deep breath, resting my forehead against the steering wheel.

Why did I allow myself to forget who he was? He's dangerous. He's bad news. He's already hurt me and others. It shouldn't surprise me that another rumor turned out being true.

As minutes passed, the fear untangled its laces around my chest and I start feeling slightly better.

I hated how weak I am when it came to physically confront someone. Not that I ever needed it, but it was frightening and insulting how easily Hayden could overpower me. Like Adam, like Chase... I stood no chance. If they had wanted to hurt me for witnessing something like that I wouldn't even had the chance to fight back...

I shuddered at the thought and again I felt my eyes burning but I blinked frantically. I won't give them the satisfaction of broken me even further.

I really didn't want to go home right now, all alone... When I put myself enough together I found my shaky fingers hovering over the phone's screen, aching from tipping Troy or Jess to comfort me. I really needed someone to comfort me. To give me answers.