The Troublemaking Intruder

A Drunk Rescue

Jason's pov

I have to go. "You distracted me." "I can't let you do this, Jason." I grab the doorknob. "I have to." But she grabs my arm. "Please don't!" Dammit! I open the door and am shocked to see Brantley in handcuffs! I keep hidden. He's going to be so pissed! But I've gotta save them! "Go home and stay there. I'm not kidding." I say, turning back around to my girlfriend. "But Jason, I-" "No buts! I am gonna help my friends. I need you at home with the girls." She looks upset but she finally leaves. I find the keys, hanging on a hook. The guard is snoring in the chair. "What the fuck? What were you doing?" Brantley shouts. "I was lookin' for the keys man." I lie. He is so mad. The guard mumbles something in his sleep. I freeze. Then I cross the room to the cage. "This is the last time I do this. The next time you guys are on your own." I force myself to say. They both look shocked. "But Jason, we made a pact years ago!" Justin says. "I know guys but.... I've changed now. I can't get caught." "I see. When the going gets tough, you back out." My jaw drops. "What the?! It has nothing to do with the going getting tough! I have a family to think about! Runnin' from the law ain't a good example for two girls who went through hell!" I yell angrily. Uh oh. The guard wakes up. "You can't just quit on us, Jason!" B shouts. "I-I'm sorry guys. I really am." I take off running before the guard catches me. I can't believe I just left them. My best friends! The cold breeze from outside pulls at me. I glance back down the hallway. "I'm sorry guys."

*later*

Miranda's pov

He got home. "What happened?" "I couldn't do it. The guard woke up! I don't know what to do! I just left them." "You had to. You're not like them anymore." He sighs. "They're my friends. I can't..... I can't just...." He grabs a jar of shine.

*later*

He's gotten drunk off of moonshine just like the day on his bus when I set out to find Keely and Kendyl. He stands up. "Where are you going?" I ask. He stays quiet. He walks in his room and comes back with a nine mm. "J-Jason!" "I'm bustin' 'em out." He says, lighting a cigarette.

Brantley's pov

"He just left us! We're doomed!" Justin says close to panicking. I've never been more angry in my whole life. I slap Justin. "Get a grip man! You're freaking out is only pissing me off more!" I hear the sound of a door kicked in. The guard stands up. "Who's there?" He shouts, pointing a flashlight down the hall. "You've got my boys." Jason! He walks down the hallway, drunk and with a nine mm. Oh crud! "It's high time you let 'em out." He raises the gun so does the guard. "Put down your weapon sir!" He orders. Crap! "Jason's drunk! He's gonna get his ass thrown in here too!" Justin says. He flicks away his cigarette. "No. Why don't you drop yours!" He yells, shooting the cop in the hand. Oh man! We're screwed. He calls for back up on his radio and cops surround him. "Shit." Justin says. "So much for breakin' out of here." I mutter crossing my arms. He looks around at them all and smiles. "Time for some fun." Huh? "Brantley, Justin, y'all might wanna stand back." What's he doing?! He pulls out a grenade!! "Jason! Oh my God! Stop!" Justin shouts. Someone hits him over the head and he drops the grenade. "Oh shit! Justin get down!" I yell, pulling him back. Jason dives behind the desk as the thing explodes.

Jason's pov

My ears are ringing. Oh man, what happened. I obviously drank too much again but where am I? I sit up and hit my head on something thus worsening my headache. I fumble to a standing position and instantly guns are on me. Oh crap! What did I do? The jail cell has been blown open and there's no sign of B or Justin. "I uh...... What's going on?" I shakily say, putting my hands in the air. "You're goin' away for a long time." Oh no! I can't! I have the girls! I shove the desk at them and take off running. A bullet slices my arm. I press a hand to it and get out the door. There I find Justin crying and B trying to comfort him. Huh? "Guys, what's going on?" The both look shocked. "Jason, you're alive!" Justin shouts. "Of course I'm-" Both boys hug me. "You guys just left me in there." I say, shoving them off. "No, dude, we thought you were dead. You weren't moving after the grenade went off. I tried to get you up but you weren't breathing." Oh. "Well I'm alive and we're gonna have some pissed off cops. We better book it!" I say annoyed. What did I do?