My Savior { jastin }

Chapter 14

Jason

"Have a good day at school babe." I yawned as I sat up, Justin nodding his head slightly. He looked kind of scared, but I couldn't figure out why. He seemed to do fine punching that Chris kid yesterday.

"Jay, are you okay?" I asked, stretching my arms behind my head as I watched him closely. He nodded his head before leaving.

I went ahead and fell back to sleep, frowning slightly. I wish Justin could just be okay. I took him into help him, I want to help him. And maybe sending him to school isn't helping, I don't know.

*

I yawned and stood up out of bed, walking down the stairs only to be met by the gang.

"What?" Not to be rude, but I was tired. And I don't like people coming into my house without knocking, family or not.

"We came by for two reasons." Bruce chuckled and sat on my couch.

"And what are those reasons?" I asked, walking to the other side of the room facing them. I stiffled back a yawn as I looked at them, eyebrows raised.

"Well, one of them is that you actually have food and heat over here." Charlie smirked and I laughed a bit. He should have food at his place, but considering he has Bruce and Ryan living with him, his food probably doesn't last him that long.

"But lets get serious." Bruce said and everyone nodded, except myself. It was 10:00, I didn't want to get serious. I wanted to shower and eat and cuddle with Justin.

I perked up and looked at them expectantly though, paying attention to whatever it is they have to say.

"DelGado was pissed over not getting the money. He decided to call up some of his dad's gang members." Charlie said slowly, looking around at each of us slowly.

"This is serious guys. He sending them out, they will go after anything and everything that means something to you." And that means Justin, time to get serious.

"What do we do?" I looked around and saw Ryan looking nervous, and Ryan is never nervous.

"Well, we obviously can't stay here." Bruce said and I looked at him like he was crazy.

"What do you mean we obviously can't stay here?" I argued.

"Look Jason, they're here to fight okay? There are tons of them who we do not amount to. They're gonna run checks to see where we live, they're gonna track our daily routines. They mean business and if we're gonna fight back, then we need to step up our game. New weapons, new strategies, new plans, everything. We can't do that here without them finding us." Charlie said as calmly as possible.

"When do we leave?" I asked impatiently. He's right, we need to reinvent our gang. We can't go up against fucking mafia members when there's only 4 of us.

"Tomorrow morning. Get a good rest." I nodded my head, but I still had questions.

"Where are we going?" I looked around and saw everyone had perked up to hear.

"I think they would least expect us to go to San Diego, plus we have a hideout there as well." Bruce said and I nodded my head.

"Alright, we called our other gang members from around. Good thing the place is big because we got everyone coming." They all stood up and headed to the door.

"We'll be here around 5:30 to get you and Justin."

*

I decided to pack all of our things for both of us. I grabbed three nike duffel bags and threw our clothes in there. I zipped them up and put them downstairs by the door.  

Now that I have that done I need to shower.

I stepped into the steamy shower and let the water run over me. 

What am I going to do about Justin? I'm going to have to go above and beyond to protect him, I can't let anyone hurt him. That's why I took him in the first place, I was protecting him.

I washed myself and my hair before stepping out and wrapping a towel around my waist. I dried my hair and slipped on a pair of black skinnies and a a white tee shirt, looking around for my combat boots before slipping them on.

I pulled up to his school and stood outside my car, watching the people leave his school building as their last bell rang.

I kept getting dirty glares from older people. I just shrugged, winking at an older lady as she walked by who scoffed, walking quickly to her car as she hugged her purse closer to her.

I chuckled slightly and went back to looking at the doors of his school when I noticed him walking out of school with his head down.

He was wearing a blue hoodie and some white skinnies that his legs looked good in if I do say so myself. He was wearing my vans and beanie, but he looked good in them so I wasn't going to complain.

He was sexy, too bad he didn't know it. When he looked up and he caught a glimpse of me, a wave of fear washed over his face. From where I was I noticed his nose was bleeding. What the fuck?  

He slowly walked to me, but kept his head down.

"Hey." I said and he nodded, trying to get in the car but I grabbed his side making him wince.

"What the fuck happened Justin?" I growled. He looked at me and my heart broke. Why do people do this?

"Can I see your side please?" I asked softly and he nodded before showing me his side.

That's it. I'm done. I don't have the patience for this today.

"Names Chris right?" I said through my clenched teeth. He nodded his head and I told him to get in the car.

I don't know why I didn't do this sooner.

I walked around when I saw a group of kids standing behind the school. One of the kids had a hoodie on that said Chris on the back. Bingo. They turned around and looked at me like I was crazy once they heard my footsteps.

"What do you want?" I think Chris asked. "To talk to you." I shrugged, sticking both of my hands in my pocket and he nodded slowly. 

He followed me away from his friends, the smell of weed coming off of him.

"So what did you wa-" Before he could finish I shoved him which made him fall to the ground.

"What the fuck bro?" I kicked his side before squatting down, picking him up so he was standing.

"I'm not your bro." I growled, punching him between his eyes as I shoved him back against the nearest wall we were by.

He looked afraid and confused, and I wanted to wipe every expression off his face. God, it felt good to do this.

"If you ever touch, look, talk, or even breathe around Justin again you'll be dead. Understand me?" I growled and grabbed the back of his head causing him to whimper and nod his head.

"Don't fucking put a finger on him again." I slammed his head against the wall and stood up straighter, watching him sink to the ground holding the back of his head.

"Tell anyone about this encounter and you're dead."