Undercover (JASON MCCAN LOVE STORY)

Chapter 11- Savior

Mya P.O.V

  Jason was still on top of me trying to pull off my sweatshirt that I was still wearing, but it was no use to him because as soon as he did, I bit his lip and screamed for help.

"Ry-Ryder" I yelped, "HELP"

Moments later Ryder and Luke stormed in to see Jason on top of me. Jason was angry now and so was I. Angrier than anything I felt in my life, but it wasn't just anger it was hurt. 

Ryder and Luke shouted for more help struggling to get Jason off me. Finally he released me standing up and pushing Ryder and now Christian off of him while Luke gave me sad eyes helping out. We were pushed out of the way by Jason storming downstairs. I started sobbing and walked down the hall following Ryder now to his room pulling me close behind.

"You can sleep in my room tonight," he said placing me into his room then going to walk out but stopping at the door to say, " I'm going to get some of your clothes." 

I stuffed my face into his pillows. I began to cry to uncontrollably. I wanted to go home. I dried my tears when Ryder came back in with a ton of bags. He dropped them at the door coming towards me with open arms. I got up and ran into his arms. 

"I wanna go home " I whispered, but he tensed.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I really am" he said handing me one of the bags gesturing me down the hall towards a bathroom but he kissed my forehead before letting me go. He is so sweet.

I walked down the hall not paying attention, watching my feet walk the floor, and bumped into a tall figure.

"Sorry, I didn't see yo-" I stopped and looked up ,my anger came back.

Ryan.

He didn't even come to help. Was he over it? He didn't care anymore. I could have been dying for Christ sake.

I couldn't help myself. All my anger built up and I started to scream at him. 

Everything was his fault. I would of never had ran into Jason's room. I would of never had to sleep in his room and this would of never happened.

"I hate you!" I yelled over and over again tears slowly reforming in my arms and I began to bang on his chest, slowly sinking to the floor.

Ryan walked away from me emotionless. I was right, he didn't care anymore. After a couple minutes I stood up slumping to the bathroom. I got changed and I looked in the mirror , I wasn't me. It's funny how earlier I was a complete different person. I was happy, genuinely happy since Ryan hurt me. I thought I made a friend. But I was wrong. I looked drained. I slumped to Ryder's room collapsing onto his bed curling in a bed, unable to cry anymore. Ryder rubbed my back trying to soothe me too sleep. I finally giving in, secretly not wanting to wake up.

I woke and looked beside the bed as if I were home, soon realizing I wasn't and sulked once more. Ryder was sound asleep with his back to me so I rolled over trying to go back to sleep but I couldn't my mind was taunting me.

I slowly dragged myself out of his bed , heading to the bathroom to take a shower grabbing an outfit. I hopped into the shower hoping nobody was up yet considering it was only 7. I let the hot water hit me and relaxed under it's spell I was put under. I stayed in the shower slowly washing my hair. I barely had any strength left due to all the crying. I didn't even acknowledge my hangover. Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself as if I were the most fragile thing in the world, maybe I was. Carefully my clothes on, walking downstairs to grab some orange juice, I sat on the stool recalling all the events from yesterday. Good and bad. I put my cup in the sink to wash when I froze.

"Hey" Jason's morning voice loitering in my head.

Did he actually have the nerve to talk to me.

"Do you know where the Tylenol is?" he asked like nothing happened. 

I didn't answer and walked back upstairs and walked into a room realizing it was Chaz I shook him, I honestly didn't even know why. I knew I didn't want to wake Ryder he was probably up all night because of me. 

"Chaz" I whispered

"hmm?" he murmured

"I don't wanna be up alone with Jaso- him" I said not wanting to say his name.

Chaz groaned standing up with to examine me.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know" I said looking down

Chaz got up and went to his closet to pull out some playing cards and we played speed. He made me laugh a few times and I felt a little better. Soon our laughter's attracted more of the boys bringing in Hunter and Christian, then Ryder and soon everyone but two were in Chaz's room which was getting cluttered. We were playing gold fish playing on teams, I was on Luke and Christians team. They all seemed to be pretty mellow for a gang. Chaz ended up saying some stupid joke and we all laughed.

"Whats so funny?" 

Everyone turned their heads toward the door except me, not wanting to acknowledge the fact that Jason was standing their. The room's mood changed drastically and not in the good way.

"What?" he asked again.

"Get the hell out. Now." Ryder spit with venom in his voice.

Woah where'd that come from.

"What?" Jason glared as if he just made a stupid joke about his mom.

"YOU HEARD ME!" Ryder stood from the bed, but all the boys jumped in between them holding both of them back

"Whats your problem you ass?!" Jason shouted over the others trying to get Ryder to calm down

"YOUR my problem" He stated jabbing his finger towards Jason's direction.

"What are you even talking about? I haven't done jack ." he stated coldly.

"So you didn't try to f*cking rape Mya!" Ryder snapped at him.

He took the words right out of my head. 

Everybody snapped their heads toward Jason, including me wanting to see his face, the door where Jason stood body tensed. He looked in shock. Like he didn't remember it. Maybe he didn't I guess he probably was too drunk to remember. But that's not an excuse. There was no excuse. My eyes saddened at the memory when I felt a new stare on me. I looked up to see Jason looking at me with sorrow. 

"I did that?" He simply said, eyes squinting at the thought.

I didn't answer with a word form, just the tears forming in my eyes once again. The room fell silent and the air thickened making my breathe hitch. Jason looked like he had just gotten shot and I pulled the trigger, which considering the fact he did it to me made no sense at all.