Jason McCann: Forgive

11

Sighing I walk towards the beat down car and hop in.

Now. Where should I go?

I wasn't planning on having a repeat of the last time I ran out of a hospital so I needed to have at least a general idea of what to do.

I could go visit Sarah.

No. That wouldn't be very smart right now.

Putting the keys in the ignition I realize who I had to go to.

My parents. And then Payton.

A scowl set on to my face.

Great.

I speed down the street wanting to get this meeting over as soon as possible.

When I pull up into their driveway my mom's car is gone.

Thank goodness.

That made this a whole lot easier.

Slipping inside the house I shake my head internally.

Of course they would choose today to forget to lock up.

"OLD MAN WHERE YOU AT"

I yell. Only to freeze as a familiar rotten stench hit my nose.

I swear to all things holy.....

Taking out the gun that always seemed to be on me I cautiously step deeper into the house.

Paintings on the wall and vases were turn over, glass was all over the floor along with a whole lot of papers.

What the fuck happened?

The sound of a TV and run of a shower cause me to start walking up the stairs to where my dad's room should be.

The TV noise gets louder and the stench stronger.

Stopping in front of his already cracked open door I freeze for the first time.

I'm the leader of a gang. I should be used to dead bodies.

But...to see another person close to me dead?

I could already feel the locked beast inside me shaking the internal cage I had put it in.

I was so close to losing control.

Actually I did lose control for a moment after seeing.....

But my dad?

We used to be close believe it or not. Before all this.

FUCK

what's wrong with me?

I'm a gang leader

Formally known as Cassie Miller.

Now my name is Selena Gomez.

I'm strong....

Pushing the door open I scan the thrashed room then move on to the en suite bathroom.

The red trail of what's most likely blood doesn't stop me.

Pushing the door open I come face to face with my father.

Dead.

Wrapped up in the plastic shower curtain, splayed out in the bath tub.

On the mirror

Mommies gonna get you

Is written in what presumably looks like red lipstick but looking closer I see it's also my father's blood.

THAT DUMB BITCH

Rushing out of the room I leave the house.

Fuck fuck FUCK

A hard scowl was set on my face and a bunch of ways to kill that hoe were running through my mind.

Okay. The most important thing I need to do right now is call Taylor and have her focus on Paige. But seeing as how tacos was already initiated, I didn't really need to call or have further contact with her.

Well. This was it then. 

No more Cassie Miller.

That bitch was out there somewhere but she didn't know that tacos was initiated. She doesn't even know it exist. 

Goodbye Cassie Miller

Hello Selena Gomez

Taylor's POV

"So....where is she?"

"Well. Uhm you see....she left"

I look at Chaz blankly.

"Come again?"

"She.. left"

Taking a deep breath my heart thuds fast.  

No no no

She wasn't supposed to leave. She was supposed to deactivate tacos and be herself again.

Fuck

We were running out of time.

Stge 1 was going to be starting in a couple days and I couldn't let that happen.

We need to find her.

Which is gonna be hard considering she's been a gang leader and knows how to bypass the law and chooses when she wants to be seen.

It's gonna be damn near impossible to find her.

I'll need a family pack of hot Cheetos for this...with chamoy.

Jason's POV

Sighing I stare up at the blank white ceiling.

I didn't want to let anyone know that I was awake yet.

I'd woken up in a fright.

The blank stare I had been in soon turned into a nightmare.

I was running late to something but I didn't know what. 

Then Cassie pops up out of nowhere and is yelling at me that it's too late.

Then a gun appears in my hand, aimed straight at her head.

And then I pull the trigger, but that's when I woke up.

Another sigh sips through my lips

I was at a standstill. Stuck between a rock and hard place.

Over the past couple of months I've seen to have lost the actual feeling of being a gang leader.

In the beginning, it was my life but now....my life came to rescue me and now might be out there waiting to see me.

I wasn't ready, to face her or my gang.

What to do what to do.

It's as if having to choose between my legacy and a future of being happy.

God being kidnapped has maked  me a pussy.

Glancing at the door I quickly reach and press the big read button.

Here goes nothing.

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Ik I said that I was only doing that one a/n but....I changed my mind

thanks ari_babe_xoxo for voting and commenting 👍. Means a lot.

And also thanks to whoever else. I was planning to thank you guys sooner but I've a horrible case of procrastination.

Short and simple ik.  But the next chapter will probably be chill also

Or maybe I'll kill of someone else

U never know