For the Better or for the Worst?

Chapter 18

I wonder how this chapter will go?
Let's find out :P
*Cussing and sad content in this chapter.
Have been warned....

Enjoy!!

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Jason's POV

Beep

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Ugh just shut up already.....

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I annoyedlly look up at the greyish white hospital ceiling, noticing a few cracks here and there caused by age.

Beep

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I roll my head to my right to find my dad slouched and sound asleep on an uncomfortable looking chair right next to my head.

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I furrow my eyebrows as a slight throb starts at the back of my head, I reach up and place my hand over the area, wincing slightly as a jolt of pain courses through my head. I softly run small circles over the covered wound a few times before letting my arm drop back to my side again.

Beep

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I bend my elbows and slowly sit up into a sitting position, confused as to what the hell had happened to me.

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Where's Skylar at?

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And why can't this fucking machine shut up?

Freaking driving me nuts already.

Beep

That's it!!

I yank the connection cord off the wall, instantly shutting it off, to my relief. I peel off the tape holding a needle stuck in my skin  and quickly yank it off.

I slowly lean back onto the bed again just as flashbacks of what happened started rushing through my brain, I felt myself black out for a moment before coming back.

I sit still for a moment, trying to register what I just saw before quickly snapping out of it and jumping out of the bed. I nearly fall back down as a painful jolt strikes my brain full force.

I look down at myself with a horrified expression as I realize I'm in a small blue hospital gown. I glare down at it before looking around the room and spotting the bag full of my things. I make my way over to it and basically rip the gown off my body as I change into my clothes.

I walk over to my dad once I'm done and gently shake him by his shoulders. I get a quick response and move back a foot in time to miss getting hit by his fist.

He snaps his eyes open and glares daggers at me before realizing I'm awake. He stands up and brings me into a manly hug, gently patting me on the back before pulling away. I give him a quick smile before motioning towards the door.

He frowns at me as he looks over at the bed and than back at me, not looking so happy with having me out of bed already but I need to save Skylar, she needs me.

He sends me a side glare before letting out an irritated and worrisome sigh.

"There's something you need to know before we head out...." He starts slowly, making me to turn to look at him curiously and expectantly.

"You've been out for a whole week, Max was taken a few hours after you were placed into the hospital. Logan has him as well" he finishes as he angrily runs his fingers through his hair.

I still for a moment, not knowing how to react to the news. Memories of me and Max flash through my mind and I grit my teeth tightly together as I feel my anger start to spark and light up.

I'm going to kill that bastard if its the last thing I do!!

I pull up my hoodie as I jog out of the room and down the hospital halls. I make many turns before arriving at the entrance. I look back and contemplate on waiting for my dad before just hopping into the car and driving off to Dragon Gang territory. Dad can catch up later, I need to show that son of a bitch who he's messing with.

I'm going to not only make him regret ever coming into me and my dad's life, I'm also going to make him regret messing with the lives of the people I care about.

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Skylar's POV

I close my eyes as tightly as I can as Max's shouts continue to ring through the air. I want to cover my ears but for some reason I can't. I feel a new set of tears pool in my eyes as his shouts slowly start to get louder before they turn into screams.

I flinch and continue to hoarsely scream and beg them to stop hurting him.

They put him in the room to my left a few hours after I was placed in this room. How do I know this you may ask?

His screams are too close for him to be in any of the other rooms other than the one to my left or the other one to my right, and its obvious it's the left because that's where the screams come from.

Its suddenly goes quiet, making me hold my breath as I pray for Max's healing and for my turn to pass by quickly.

I push myself as far back as I can as the door to this room slowly creeks open. I flinch as the man I learned to be Runt walks in here like he owns the place, I'm pretty sure he's close enough.

He stands near the door for a while, scanning the room before landing his eyes on my shaking form at the farthest corner of the room. He sends me a smirk before walking in and closing the door behind him.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk, what will wishing  for the walls to swallow you up do for you?" He asks amusedly as he slowly closes the distance between us. He grabs me by the neck before roughly tossing me to the other side of the room. I let out a small groan as my body smacks against the bookshelf near the bathroom door.

I stay in my limp position on the floor, begging Jason to hurry up and come save not only me but Max as well.

I open mouth and get ready to insult him only to be picked up and shoved against the wall. I close my eyes as I recall the time
Jason had roughly slammed me into the wall out of anger and frustration.

It isn't my best memory of us but it sure does bring a smile to my face every time I think of him...

I close my eyes as I listen to Runt fumble around with the chains in his hands before making his way over to me.

Please make this all stop already!!

I beg to no one in particular before feeling my hands and feet getting chained to the wall.

I take a slow breath before letting out a scream as the newly made cut slowly drips blood onto the ground.

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End of this chapter.
Seems like we are nearing the end of this story, we are definitely past half way.
I hope you enjoy the chapter.