Dangerous Buddy

Chapter 31

~Johnathan(The Raven) POV~

It's been a minute since I've been held captive.

My own plan backfired. I trusted that Willis boy to set up Michael for me and make it seem like he's the Raven.

Told him to give Michael the tip and I'll handle the rest. One simple job he fucked up on because he wanted to be greedy and wanted some of my stash.

But that kid double crossed me and threatened to bring me in. I didn't mind taking blame at first until he crossed me so now Jayla and Jamari are coming down with me.

It's not like I lied completely. Jamari will be the Raven when I died and Jayla is my crazy demon spawn thats a murderer.

He is way better than when I was age but then again bad childhood can fuck you up later on in life.

After the principal found out about me and Michael fucking on his priceless wooden desk. I was expelled and ran away, while Mike...Military School.

It wasn't easy but somehow I made my way to a trap house on the other side of town.

No one likes a homeless person. I learned you gotta be smart to survive and thats what exactly what I did.

"Aye!" A guard yells into my cell with the door wide open. What do these assholes want now.

I looked up and followed him out as the chains cuffed around my feet, continuously clanked down the hall to one of the other closed off rooms.

He closed the metal door behind me as I took a seat in another metal chair. Minutes soon became hours as I sat in the cold metal chair.

The golden sun rays from behind the metal window bars, illuminated the room as it became dusk.
Suddenly the door swung open to reveal a familiar face. Michael Park.

Jhene walked closed behind him leaning against the door frame. "We found him at some crappy motel."

He sat down in the other metal chair in front of me.
"Johnathan." he says softly.

Jhene smiled amused. "Imma go. I got important stuff to do which doesn't include babysitting two people who act like they went through conversion therapy."

She slammed the door behind her as I heard her footsteps get farther away.

"So how you been?" He begins.

"Michael be quiet. I don't wanna hear no lovey-dovey sentimental shit." I rattled my chains. "You hear this? I'm locked up and can't do anything about it."

He scoffs and leaned back in your chair.
"No one told you to have a mental breakdown and try to go to the station. You know I would've covered for you."

He makes it seem like we're a gay couple.
"You sound queer Sheriff."

He looked at the door then back at me. He gets up and pulls my chair back a bit then finally sit himself on the table in front of me.

"Back up a little. You all up in my personal space."
I mumbled.

"I don't give a fuck  about what you want Johnathan. I almost died because of you. I was actually terrified for once."

My eyes traveled up and down his body as he sat in front of me, my eyes catch an imprint of a key in his right pocket.

Hmmmmm...

"You're saying I scared you but sitting right in front of me?" I stand up and lean closer to him. "You know I'm free to move around. Handcuffs on my wrists and chains around my ankles but it's not that hard to move."

His eyes widened as I put my bound hands around his neck. "Maybe I am a lil gay, cause you look real good right now and the fear in your eyes is doing something to me."

"I hate you. I always will." He said sternly but broke eye contact immediately.

I remove my hands from his neck and leaned closer to his ear to whisper. "Lemme tell you sum Michael. If I wasn't chained up like this, I would fuck the shit out of you against that metal door so everyone in this building can hear your bitchy moans."

"You're a disgusting human being. You know that?" He said turning his head away from me.

I sit back down in my chair and just stare. He keeps breaking eye contact with me which means he's thinking of something or knows something.

I reach my hand and pull onto his wrist. Still looking away he was now standing right in-front of me, I roughly yanked on his arm finally getting his attention. "What do you want?"

"You were just cussing me out nigga.
You too fucking quiet."

"Okay?" He says with attitude, turning his head again.

I hummed and nodded as I swiftly unlocked the lock on the cuffs while he's not looking. I quickly pulled him onto my lap, with his hands behind his back cuffing him.

"What the fuck man!" He exclaimed loudly as he squirmed in my lap, I covered his mouth and shushed him.

"You're being loud. Do you want someone to find you like this?" He opened his mouth but then closed it.

That's what I thought.

I wish I can move my feet though, these chains get a little uncomfortable.

My hands move up his body towards his neck, he breathed deeply as I began to push it back a bit.

"If you don't tell me what's wrong. Imma just..." I trailed off as I began sucking softly on his neck.

He let out low familiar groans that I can only hear. His skin blushed a light pink when he noticed me staring at him in amusement.

"I don't know if I should hate you or not.." he mumbled.

I blinked blankly. "Are you for real? That's what is bothering you? Your priorities are fucked man."

"You almost killed me." He said annoyed.

"You might kill me when I tell you. I framed." He cuts me off. "The police is after Jamari."

Fuck. His face hardened at what I said.
"You did what Jonathan?"