Bandaged & Damaged {BoyxBoy & FIN & EDITING}

chapter thirty-eight

2 WEEKS AFTER MILES LEAVES THE HOSPITAL

"You did what?"

"And this guy—"

"But when you called me—"

"You called her?!"

I groaned and rubbed my temples. Ma, Pa, and Dakota, my birth mother, were shouting over each other when I was trying to explain everything to them. It was already hard enough to tell them half of the shit that happened to me but also not tell them the other stuff. Like what went down in the abandoned house where Easton got shot, the gang's past, and the Pullers Motel.

It was better if they didn't know. I was telling them the stuff they needed to know; how I met the gang and one of them I liked. I wasn't going to tell them anything but Detective Bellinger suggested I should at least tell them something what happened because one day they were going to find something. It was better if they hear it from me.

"He called me from an unknown number," Dakota announced.

Ma eyes widened. "Unknown number? And what did you call her for?"

"Florence," Pa warned.

Dakota rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Not what your thick skull is thinking."

"Excuse me?" Ma screeched. "I'm sorry if I don't want my son around someone who he hardly knows."

"Maybe if you let him talk to his mother then he would know."

"Okay you have crossed the line. You need to—"

I cut Pa off and said sternly, "She's not going anywhere. If you would stop screaming I would like to finish my story." I sighed and they quieted down. "I called from the police station. Miles and I were there because the gang damaged a couple of stuff and the police was trying to look for them."

My parents knew half of the story and why I was called into court but they never really got the whole story and I didn't want them to know. I knew they had questions that wanted to be answered but I was trying to dodge some bullets.

"What did you mean "bodies"? Did they kill other people?" Ma asked quietly. I mentally cursed and tried not to show any emotion. Ma and Pa only knew that Easton was dead but they didn't know who did it. I had to explain to everyone in the court what happened on the abandoned house but Ma and Pa weren't here when I was explaining that part. The lawyers kept asking about bodies and what I knew about them and how they were connected and I told them the truth.

"I'm not sure," I replied. Because it was true. I wasn't sure if there are other bodies but it seemed like there is. If not, they are still in prison. If so, they are still in prison.

"But why did you call Dakota? Why not me?" Ma stressed.

"Ma, it's not because I didn't want to. I called her because she wouldn't freak out like you would. It was only this time."

"What did you tell him?" She asked Dakota, her arms crossed over her chest. She was glaring at her Dakota but Dakota wasn't fazed.

"I told him he has to tell the truth. That's all I could give him," Dakota said softly and smiled.

Ma's glare softened a bit and looked away. "Good advice."

"Thanks."

"Anyway," I interrupted. "The guy with blue eyes and brownish hair, his name is Pierce. Him and I kissed and well, I did like him, now it just feels incomplete. I ratted him out but he didn't seem too mad. I didn't expect to tell on someone I like."