The Game (Lashton~Book 2 of The Bully)

Useless~Chapter 12~

Haven't updated in ages because of school :(

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Michael's P.O.V

I was worried shitless about Luke. He was coughing like hell and everytime, I tried to help but it did no good because he swore he was fine.

"What's that?" Chase said, snapping me out my thoughts. Luke and I both looked in the same direction Chase was and saw an island.

"Worth a shot." I said. Luke nodded as Chase sted up towards the island.

In just seconds it seems, we were at the island. Luke and Chase got out of the boat while I pushed the boat upon the sand, away from the water, so it wouldn't wash away.

"Damn. This island looks a lot small from the ocean." Chase said.

"Yeah. If we're gonna find anything, we better get started." I said.

"Where do we-" Luke said but Chase finshed.

"Start?"

"Yeah." Luke said, annoyed at being cut off.

"How about there?" Chase said pointing.

Luke and I looked and saw a tent and supplies near a few oak trees.

We all walked over to it and started searching.

Luke's P.O.V

Myself and Chase looked through the supplies while Mikey looked through the tent.

Chase & I found all kinds of shit. Food, water, first aid, blanets, lighters, knife, guns, bullets, even ciggerates.

"Think I found something." Michael said, coming out of the tent.

"What ya find?" I asked.

"Map. There's evening a fucking key bank to help us out." Michael chuckled.

Chase took the map and laughed.

"Wow. Just wow. This is a fucking picture map!" He laughed.

"I see nothing funny." I said, seriously.

"Don't you see. This asshole who has your boyfriend can't even make a map! His daughter made this!" He said, throwing the map to my chest.

Once I caught it and saw the map, I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Although it was a bad idea. I started coughing again. Hard.

"Shit. Luke you okay?" Michael asked.

I couldn't say anything, just nodded as I covered my mouth, feeling the blood on my fingers.

Once I was done, I hid my hand so the boy couldn't see. Chase handed me some water and I took it gladly. It helped.

"Just a-"

"Cough. Yeah, whatever." Michael cut me off, getting fed up.

"Exactly so just chill out dude. I'm fine." I smirked earning one back.

"He said he's fine so he's fucking fine." Chase said.

"Look. This asshole had a tent, some supplies and a shitty ass map set up for you. He wants us here for a reason so we better make ourselfs at home. Plus, check this out..." He said giving us a closer look of the map.

"There is a fucking X near the end of the map. X marks the spot and that spot is Ashton and Calum."

"Then what the fuck are we waiting for?!" Michael yelled.

"It's a game. We have to follow the paths and play the games to get our prize." I said, sadly.

"Exactly. Now, It's getting dark. We can start fresh in the morning but for now, I think we should get some sleep.

"How can I sleep knowing someone could be hurting Calum?" Michael said, tearing up.

"Just chill out dude. Can't help him if you pass out now can you?" I said, smirking at Mikey jokingly. He smirked back and nodded and headed to the tent. Chase followed closly behind.

"Shit." I said outloud as I used some water to wash the now dried up blood on my hands.

I was fucking losing it. Every moment that was passing by was another chance for Ashton to get hurt. I couldn't do anything. It was hopeless.

And I was useless.

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Hope that was good enough for ya.

~Ian