Another Way Out Of My Mind

Blood All Over Your Hands

Jorel sits on the bed, he runs his fingers over a few old scars and then over his fucked up knuckles. He looks at George and chews on his lip before he closed his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" George replies.

"Nothing." Jorel shakes his head slowly.

"You're lying to me." George grumbles under his breath.

"Yea, I am." Jorel hums softly.

"Tell me." George growls lowly and looks at Jorel.

"I don't have a purpose. I gave myself to you because I knew you were the one person who could destroy me worse than myself. So I figured... This was what I had to do to kill myself." Jorel mutters.

"So this is all just a sick game to you, huh?" George steps toward Jorel and growls lowly.

"Yea. It is... I guess." Jorel shrugs.

George instantly grabs his neck, he growls and glares at him. Jorel looks at him and then shuts his eyes.

"I'm not here to fucking play games, Jorel." George snaps.

"Oh well..." Jorel shrugs again, earning himself a punch to the face.

Jorel whimpers softly. He wraps his arms around George, but he takes that as a threat and quickly slams Jorel against the wall. Jorel feels his voice catch in his throat.

"You're so fucking pathetic." George snaps.

"I know... I know... Just hit me and get it over with." Jorel shuts his eyes just before he feels George's fist collide with his jaw.

George punches him four times before he pulls Jorel forward, only to simply slam him back against the wall. George growls and hits Jorel again before he leans far enough forward that he can press his lips to Jorel's.

Confused and in pain, Jorel kinda just sits there, wishing George would kill him already.

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As Cecily and Danny get to their room, they pause when they see Tal standing in the doorway. He smiles at the two and tilts his head.

"Can we help you?" Cecily asks softly.

"Actually, Yea. I'm thinking about doing another therapy session with you two." Tal grins.

"No." Danny instantly snaps.

"No?" Tal raises a brow.

"We know what you did to Texas and Dylan and Jordan." Danny narrows his eyes.

"That? Please... Dallas wanted it. That girl wants anything that moves." Tal laughs and shrugs a shoulder.

"We're not going." Danny retorts.

"Figured now." Tal sighs and clicks the buzzer at his hip.

The two guards move in and grab Danny, who instantly starts yelling and fighting against the two strong men. The two push needles into his arms and then Danny starts going numb.

Cecily screams and goes to grab Danny, but Tal grabs her quickly and pushes the needle into her arm, injecting her with it. Tal smirks and watches as Cecily falls limp in his arms.

"Take him to the room." Tal looks at the guards, "I'm taking her some place special."

The guards drag Danny off and then Tal carries Cecily down the hallway and to the room he had Dallas and the others in. He drops her on the floor and then Aron walks inside.