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Don't let the dead bite!! CS x JD

As Jordan helped Danny to the couch in his lounge, he looked up and saw Jorel quickly walking up the stairs to the top floor of Danny's house. He thought he saw tears glistening on his boyfriend's cheek but Jordan couldn't be sure. Danny gasped in pain as he turned to move the cushions behind him and Jordan felt bad once again. He always did whenever he remembered that he was one of the ones who voted Deuce out. It was only because they booted him and replaced him with Danny that Deuce kept attacking them, mainly focusing on the one who replaced his sorry ass. A bunch of deuce sympathizers ambushed Danny as he was walking home and beat the shit out of him. Luckily they couldn't do that much damage as George and Dylan were headed to Danny's as well and kicked their asses. Danny was in a lot of pain and had to be taken to E&R just to make sure no fatal damage had been caused but thankfully it was just a lot of bruising so they sent him on his way with some painkillers.

George took the painkillers from Danny and took them to the bathroom to place in the cupboard where all the other medications and things are. They all decided to stay with Danny for the rest of the day at least as he is paranoid in case the sympathizers decide to come after him again.

As Danny started to fall asleep against Matt with his head on his shoulder, George came down and put his arm on Jordan's shoulder. "You should go upstairs and check on Jay, this will affect him more than most of us as he was the closest to the bastard that caused this." George told Jordan quietly, and Danny overheard this and looked up with the urge to sleep clear in his eyes. "I'm so sorry" Danny whispered as he turned his head into Matt's shoulder.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, Danny" George said as Dylan sat next to Danny on his other side. Dylan put his hand on Danny's arm and Danny turned around and Dylan engulfed him in a hug as he saw that Danny had started crying. "If it weren't for me, then Jay wouldn't be hiding upstairs all depressed, I should have rejected the offer for the place in the band, and it would have saved all of this trouble." Danny said, mumbling into Dylan's chest. "We would have booted him anyway, he was way more trouble than this, it just pains us every time they hurt you. And Jay is only down because he was his best friend and didn't want to believe that Aron would do such a thing but knows that he would." George told Danny and nodded to Jordan to head up and check on his boyfriend.

Jordan nodded and headed upstairs. He found Jorel in Danny's bedroom sitting on his bed. Jorel was watching something on his phone and he saw a few tears run down Jorel's cheeks as Jordan realised that his boyfriend was watching some videos of them all before Deuce left. Jordan's heart ached as he hated the sight of Jorel being down so much that he is reduced to tears but this is happening quite often lately as haters have started attacking Danny in some way much more often than they used to.

"Jay, is everything alright?" Jordan asked as he walked into the room. Jorel looked up in shock and quickly moved to brush the tears away from his face. "Yeah, just peachy" He answered and moved to walk out the room. Jordan reached out and grabbed Jorel's wrist before he could escape. He then pulled Jorel back to the bed and made him sit down. "Tell me" Jordan ordered and a few more tears escaped Jorel. Jorel went in for a hug and was met halfway by Jordan who saw just how much his boyfriend needed comfort. "I just can't believe that he could cause so much shit and pain to a person," Jorel started and Jordan didn't say anything as he knew there was more to be said. "And I can't believe that I voted for him to stay in, I thought that he could change and wasn't such a twat, but instead he turned worse" Jorel finished and broke down. He only started crying a bit more, but this was worse than he usually reacts to stuff. This was worrying as Jordan had never seen Jorel cry so much, he's usually a suffer in silence type but he's glad that he is there to try and help comfort Jorel.

"You were his best friend, you had to believe that he could change, we all wanted to believe it but we couldn't bring ourselves to risk it" Jordan whispered to Jorel as he started to calm down. "It doesn't matter anyway" Jorel said and stood up. "I'm heading to the bathroom, back in a minute" Jorel told Jordan, who nodded and stood up as well. "I'll be downstairs if you need me" Jordan told Jorel and walked out of the bedroom. Jorel stood there for a second to gather his thoughts and then headed to the only bathroom in the house.