Ride or Die - An MB FanFic [Sequel to (N)JAD] [Discontinued]

In the Dark

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Warning: There was strong language used in this chapter.

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Wednesday, June 20th.

::Casey's POV::

{Jackson Hospital, Staircase}

(1:23 P.M.)

I froze on the staircase, looking at Renee.

"You hear the footsteps too, right?"

"Lower your voice," I hissed, turning around. "We need to get off these stairs...or at least I do. If they see me, they'll know something's up."

"So you're just gonna leave me here?"

"Yup."

"Bitch," she mumbled.

"Watch your mouth or I'll have you killed you little motherfucker."

"...yes ma'am."

I rolled my eyes and pushed her out of the way, half-running back up the steps and into Prod's room. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Casey?"

"Shut up, Crippen. You're gonna get me caught."

He nodded slowly, obviously confused.

Renee's voice could easily be heard outside the door, even though the conversation was slightly muffled. I looked over at Prod, who had his lips pursed in thought as he lay helpless in that hospital bed. I actually started to feel bad. I sighed to myself and sat on the bed opposite of him.

"Look, I'm sorry," I said, avoiding his eyes.

"...what?"

"I never meant for it to go this far. I'm in some deep shit and so is Ray if my dad finds out that he traded us out."

"What kinda shit?"

"I'm the reason some of our workers got killed. I sent them out to the Augusts' building knowing they wouldn't make it. And Ray...my dad just doesn't like him anymore."

"....how many drinks have you had today?"

"Prod, I'm serious!"

"Did you just call me Prod? Are you crazy?"

I sighed. "Renee is gonna be leaving any minute now and I have to get out of here. I already told you too much."

"Renee? Isn't she the girl that crashed my car?"

I ignored his question and got off the bed, shuffling awkwardly. "Happy sleeping, Prodigy. I really am sorry."

He nodded and I glanced at the door before pulling the window open and jumping out of it. I landed on a long tree branch and used it to lower myself down to the ground in order to get to my car. Renee caught up some time later.

"What'd you tell them?"

"Tell who?"

I rolled my eyes. "The Sherlock Holmes Crew, dumbass."

"Oh...I told them I was here visiting my grandma."

"Did they buy it?"

"I think so," she said, shoving her hands into her pockets.

"You better know so," I said, sliding into my convertible and starting it up. Renee got in quickly and I pulled off, heading towards my dad's newest warehouse.