Broken Promises- Sequel to Danger (Jason McCann story)*Completed*

Chapter Six- He's done what? And Broken Promises

Jason's P.O.V

"That all of them gone?" I asked Harry, who just ran around the corner, making sure they were all dead. He just nodded, walking out the gate towards the car. We all got in, chucking all our guns inot a suitcase before racing back to mine. I don't know why, but I felt a twist in my stomach as I approached the door. Opening it slightly I heard nothing but silence through the house, making me frown. I walked into the living room, only to see my son in a pool of his own blood. "God dammit!" I hissed, kneeling beside him to make sure he was still alive. His pulse was weak and his eyes fluttered open to meet mine. "Dad.." he chocked trying to push himself up. I pulled him up onto my lap, wiping the blood away from his face. "Chris.. Took mum.."His voice was weak, and cracked on every sentence. "H-Harry can you get him to a hospital? I need to find out where this son of a bitch is.." I hissed, sitting Justin up so Harry could pick him up.  "did she have her phone in her pocket? Or something?" I asked Justin, searching through the cupboards to find something. "S-She had it in her back pocket.. Dad!" He shrieked, making me stop searching for the tracking device.  "What son?" I crouched down beside him, watching his chest move viciously. "Am I gonna die?" He chocked, tears running down his face. I can't believe this is happening. "no, Harry here is gonna get help.. Ill be back as soon as I can.." I kissed the top of his head before grabbing the detector and rushing to the car. Niall, Zayn and Ryan hot on my tail. As soon as I get my hands on Chris I swear to god I will kill him with my bare hands. Just the thought of Jess tied to something while he ran his fingers over her body was enough to make me want to skin the bastard. "Justin.." Ryan warned, hooking up my phone to the device. "Call her..." I hissed, keeping an eye on the road. "Ahh Bieber, what a surprise to hear from you..." His subsidize voice rang through the phone, making my stomach churn. "Where is she?" I spat, watching the detector light up with where he is. "What's the fun in that huh Bieber? Your wife is a screamer... Is she like that in bed?" I could hear the smirk in his voice. "If you lay one finger on her I swear-" 

"Enough with the threats.. You have 30 minuets to give me what I want... Or she's dead meat.." and with that he was gone. I stopped the car, banging my fists against the wheel. "The shipment, that's what he wants.." Niall hissed, hitting his head against the back of Ryan's seat. I shook my head. "he can't just have it, not like that... We tracked down where he is... So, we all go and talk to him, as soon as he slips where Jess is, Ryan will get her, we've got to make sure Chris doesn't have the shipment." I mumbled, looking out the window. I need to get my wife back. "Right, lets go.." 

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"Bieber, Bieber, Bieber.. How nice to finally meet you..." He walked over with a smug look on his face. Two other guys either side of him. "Where is she?" I hissed, clenching my fists and taking a step forward towards him. "Shipment?" He asked, smirking with desire. "Right here.. Where is she?" I tried my best to hold back a smirk, knowing I've got him right where I need him. "452 Ontario Street.." He smirked, which soon disappeared as Ryan rushed out the door, slamming it behind him. "You think I was just gonna let you have the shipment, just like that?" I spat, pinning him against the wall. His other two guys heading for Niall and Zayn, who just punched them straight to the ground. "Well,  it was worth a try aye Bieber? I mean, I did have fun with your wife.." He chuckled coldly, making my blood boil. I pulled my gun out, dropping Chris on the floor before pulling the trigger with no hesitation. We cleaned all the evidence up, killing his other men in the process before burning their warehouse down, making it look like an accident. "Lets go..."

Jess's P.O.V

I didn't know where I was, what was happening. My torn jeans lay on the floor, while my top was still hanging around my stomach. I felt horrible, worthless, I felt cheap. I got used, raped in fact. Jason wouldn't want me, not after this. He'd never want to touch me, hold me or even look at me. As soon as 'it' Left, he told me he had somewhere to be, that his body guard will be here to kill me if Justin didn't follow his orders.------

"Thanks for the shag babe.." He winked, pulling up his trousers making me sick to the stomach. He leaned over, planting a kiss on my head before chuckling as I squirmed away from him. "I'm sorry I can't stay cutie, I've got some business to sort out with your pathetic husband.. Jeff here will look after you.." He smirked, smacking my backside before rushing out the room. I didn't know what to do. I just curled up into a ball. I feel so small, weak... Horrible.-------------

"Will you stop crying!" Jeff hissed, walking over to me. "S-Sorry..." I stuttered, my whole body shaking as he walked towards me. "Its a shame I can't help you... Boss said if I did that'll be the end of me.. Wouldn't want that now would I?" He smirked, sitting beside me. I moved away from him, onto the other side of the bed. He just sighed, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "I don't wanna hurt you..." He looked at me, with sympathy in his eyes. That was until his phone rang. "Yes boss? Who are you? You did what?" He hissed down the phone, before chucking it across the room in anger. "You can go.." He mumbled, walking over to the wardrobe, pulling out some baggy clothes before chucking them at me. "W-Why?" I whispered, chucking the clothes on straight away. Just like that he's letting me go? "Your husband killed my boss, I have nothing against you, you might as well leave..." He huffed, sitting on the bed. "What about you? Will you get a normal life after this?" I asked, motioning to the events of tonight. In a way, I kind of feel sorry for the guy, he was just doing his job, now he doesn't have much. "Normal? Nothing is normal.. I have no family, no job... I have nothing.." He sighed in frustration, looking towards me. I bit my lip, thinking. He's a good guy, I can see it, its whether Justin will be able to trust him. "You have nothing against Justin right?" I asked, sitting beside him on the bed. "Against him? I don't even know the guy.." He chuckled coldly before continuing. "I just got told I was going to kill you, not that I would of... "He shrugged, looking down at his hands. "Come work for Justin..." I mumbled, not even thinking any more. "He wouldn't want me.." I just shook my head. "He will if I told him I can see the good in you, because I can..." I smiled, standing up and walking towards the door. I looked behind me, seeing he wasn't following. "You coming or what?" I chuckled, watching his shake his head before he walked towards me. By the looks of things I was trapped in a house, an old broken down house. He walked towards the front door, hearing a car pull up. "that's probably Justin, let me go first okay?" I whispered, opening the door to see Ryan walk towards me. What? "where's Justin?" I chocked, running towards him. "He's back at the warehouse, oh my are you okay?" He asked, looking down at me. I just nodded, looking back at the front door. "There's someone I want you to meet, he's a good guy, he worked for Chris, but Chris never told him what he was doing, all he said was he had to kill me if orders weren't followed, but he would of never done it.. He has no family and-" I was just about to ask the question when Ryan cut me off. "He'll come back, but he has to earn his place.. " Ryan hissed, walking back towards the car. "Jeff you can come out now!" I called out, watching him peer his head round the corner. I walked towards the car, getting in the passenger side. The whole journey home was quiet, awkward and in some cases depressing. I couldn't stop thinking about what Chris did, his hands.. Body, lips.. all over me. It just made me sick. Jason wouldn't want me, not after this, no way. We pulled up to the house, all of us getting out and heading inside. Jason was on his feet in a flash as soon as I walked through the living room. I just shook my head. He frowned his eye browns as he examined my body, lifting up my top slightly to see the bruises that bastard left behind. All Jason did was hold me. That was enough for me. I felt tears trickle down my face as our emotional moment continued for what felt like years. No words were to be said. "Urm, this is Jeff, Ill explain later.." Ryan mumbled, sitting on the sofa. I looked around, seeing everyone sat there. But there was something missing, or someone. "Where's Justin, and Harry?"

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