You're Safe With Me - Merome

Chapter 5 - After The Rage Storm

"Mitch!" Jerome stood and limped over to him. "Yeah.." Mitch whispered. "Get up," Jerome

said, helping Mitch up. "Ah!" Jerome whimpered. "My arm!" Jerome yelped. He fell against the

wall. Inhaling sharply he limped over to Mitch. Mitch stood up still regaining consciousness.

"Are you hurt?" He asked Mitch. "No, I'm fine..." Mitch said. Falling onto Jerome's good

shoulder, they worked their way downstairs. Jerome limped to the couch and sat down, holding

his arm. Mitch picked up the phone. "Guys?" He started. "Yeah?" Adam and Jason answered

after putting him on speaker phone. "Help...." Mitch passed out by the phone. Adam hung up

and rushed over. "Ah!" Jerome inhaled sharply his arm and leg felt on fire. The rest of Team

Crafted arrived at their house. "Jerome?!" Adam yelped. "Did you hurt Mitch?!" Jason

screamed. Jerome whimpered from on the couch. "Woah..." Ian exclaimed. "Help me get

Mitch...." Jerome struggled with his cold words. "Get Mitch. I'm-" he coughed, "I'm fine."

"Um.." Jason started, "You aren't fine Jerome. You're in worse shape than Mitch." Adam

picked up Mitch and set him in the car. He then ran back to help with Jerome. Jerome was

fiercely bleeding in his arm and leg. His face was brutally scratched, as with the rest of his body.

Blood loss was starting to get to him. "Just, check on Mitch," Jerome managed. "No, relax, he's

fine," Quinten stated. "He won't relax until he knows Mitch is ok," Jason stated. "This is all too

weird.." Ty said. "What is up with Jerome caring so much about Mitch, they are best friends

and all, but I mean.." Jason said. Jerome inhaled sharply. "My... arm..." He whimpered. "Come

on, Jerome, you'll be ok," Adam assured him. "My.. Mitch..." Jerome said. "Your Mitch?

What?" Ian asked. "My.. Mitch." He whispered. Jerome passed out. Getting him in the car

Mitch awoke. He sat Jerome next to him and he leaned on him. Jerome heard the steady beat

of Mitch's warm heart and knew he was going to make it, now he only had to worry about

himself...