Bandaged & Damaged {BoyxBoy & FIN & EDITING}

chapter thirty-three

"Kill them?" I choked. He wanted me to come to watch my friends die in front of me. I was not going to let that happened. But how the hell was I going to get them out of here if they were beaten badly? I couldn't drag Asher and Dario together, nor could I drag Asher or Dario alone. Easton had a fucking gun and he could kill us point blank.

"Yes, is that a problem?" Easton said threateningly.

I shook my head and plastered a fake smile. "No, not at all."

He looked pleased with my answer. He grabbed the gun again and pointed it to Dario when I grabbed Easton's hand and held it tightly. "Jasper what the—"

"Let me say good bye to them," I said quickly and glanced at them.

Easton scrunched his eyebrows. "Why? You shouldn't give a shit about them."

But I do.

"It'll be quick. I just want to mess with them," I whispered but loud enough for them to hear. Easton's eyes lit up when he got what I was saying and smirked. I slowly let go of his hand to make sure that he wasn't going to shoot them and walked towards them. I squatted in front of them and looked over my shoulder to see Easton watching with me. Looking back, I faked a cocky smirk and roughly grabbed Dario's cheeks.

He groaned in pain and glared hatefully. "What the fuck—"

"Did I tell you to speak? You listen and I speak, alright?" I snapped and squeezed his cheeks harder. He groaned loudly and nodded vigorously. I instantly let go and mumbled a sorry. His brown eyes stared confusingly at me, trying to figure out what I was doing. I was trying to figure out what I was doing. I remembered I still had the keys with me and a plan popped in my head.

"You started to stall."

"Why did you follow me?" I blurted. His face visibly paled and I panicked for a second. Was it because he was losing blood or he was scared of my question? Probably both.

"I—I...I was ordered to," he said shamelessly.

"Why?"

"To see if you would rat us out."

Surprised by his answer I almost fell. It was almost understandable though. I was the new gang member and I hang out with them most of the time so they wanted to test my loyalty towards them. But it still hurt that they thought of me as a rat.

"You could have just asked," I muttered.

Dario bore his eyes to me and sighed. "I...I'm sorry, okay? I was going to stop but then I saw what Easton was doing to you."

We had nothing to say after that. We stayed quiet for a couple of seconds before Dario leaned forward and asked, "What are you trying to do?"

My fake smirk dropped and a small smile appeared. "Trying to get your asses out of here."

Before he could say anything I moved to Asher and he was sweating like crazy. He was breathing unevenly and his hair was stick to his forehead. It looked like he was nervous but the way he was gritting his teeth and the veins on his neck was bulging he was fuming. I placed my hand on top of his and he flinched.

"Jasper are you done? We don't have much time," Easton said impatiently.

"Give me a minute," I responded.

"I'm going to protect you, okay? Don't freak out but pretend that I hurt you okay?" I whispered to him.

He looked like he was going to disagree but something flashed in his eyes. I realized I repeated the same words he said to me when I got hurt. Asher nodded stiffly and faked a groan. I jumped up and turned around to walk to Easton. He raised the gun again and I touched his arm. He glanced and his eyes softened. He used to stare at me like that.