It's Raining Blood and Revenge

····The Jock····

····The Jock····

   "Hey," I said as Jason walked up to me. I texted him and told him to meet me at the corner store which sold nothing but cheap mechanical pencils and soda cans. Not bottles. The small, luke-warm soda cans. It was about one in the morning at night and I wore my varsity football jacket with jeans and earphones shoved into my ears. When Jason approached, I took the out.

   "Hey." he said. He looked darker than usual. Like he had 50 shades of dark circles under his eyes. He wore a black hoodie with black jeans. His jet black hair was half spiked up, half down, like he was sleeping restlessly. Jason rubbed his eyes and stared at me with wide, horrid eyed. He was definitely having a nightmare.

   "Rough night?" I laughed. He shrugged and leaned against the wall next to me.

   "I woke up screaming from a nightmare and woke up my whole family. Thank god you called me out before I was yelled at." he said. I chuckle and we stood there silently. I've never actually been alone with him before, and let me tell you, it was fucking awkward. "So what's this about the murderer being your best friend?"

   I laughed. Holy shit, this guy was quick. It hasn't been two days since the news got out between me and Mallory. "I overheard him talking with Sylvester. Surprisingly, she and Audrey's dad aren't actually dating. Also, Alex liked Audrey and framed her father. Its actually a really simple plan, we were just too blind to notice." I said. Jason nodded and bit his lip. He ran his finger through his hair and sighed.

   "I wish Charlie could look into him, but..." he said. I rolled my eyes.

   "Why not? Did you two fight?"

   "Haha, yeah. We definitely fought. Badly. If we were going out, you could say we broke up." he said. I scoffed and punched him in the arm.

   "Dude! You guys weren't going out?! Can you not tell that she really likes you? She's been making googly eyes at you everyday! Jesus, are those gold contacts making you blind?!" I squeezed and stretched his face.

   "They're real!" he yelled back.

   "Liar!"

   He slapped my hand away and crossed his arms. "Whatever! My point is, Charlie can't help us anymore and unfortunately, I can't help, no matter how much I want to." he said. I growled and punched him in the arm again. "Ow! WTF was that for?!"

   "Go fucking talk to her, you dipshit!" I screamed at him. He mouthed the word 'dipshit' in disbelief. Like, 'omg, did you seriously just call me that?' "What the hell is ignoring her going to do?! If you don't do anything now, you're never going to progress!" I continuously punched him in the arm and he whimpered.

   "Okay, first of all, you know damn well I'm getting back at you," he wiggled his finger in my face. I rolled my eyes and swatted it away. "Second of all, you can't progress if there wasn't anything there in the first place."

   "Don't say that. You're just going to regret it. Don't you love her?" I asked. Jason bit his lip and exhaled sharply.

   "Yeah, I do. I do a lot actually. it's actually pretty frightening," he said. I squinted my eyes. This guy... he was so bi-polar. Like, make up your mind! Do you love her, or do you not? It'd not rocket science, Jason! "But I already said shit that I can't take back and she already quit. What do you want me to say?"

   I grunted and leaned in and planted my lips onto his. I didn't want to. God knows how much I didn't want to, but it was what I had to do to get through his thick skull. Jason jumped back and wiped his mouth furiously.

   "Yo, bro!"

   "No homo, okay?"

   "No hom--?! You can't fucking say that after you kiss me!! Ugh, what the fuck is your problem?" he gagged a bit. I rolled my eyes. He was so mellow-dramatic.

   "Go kiss her." I demanded. Jason looked at me open-mouthed.

   "Huh?"

   "Go kiss her. Declare yo love, Romeo. Tap that ass." I popped my mouth. Maybe it was a little inappropriate to a man who was deeply in love, but I was serious about telling Charlie he loved her. It was so obvious anybody could've noticed if they actually noticed the two.

   "Uhm..."

   "Do it now or I will kiss you again."

   "Don't. I'll punch you." he growled lowly. I put my hands up in surrender. "Why'd you call me out here anyways? Was it just to tell me about your discovery?"

   "Oh yeah..." I tapped my chin and pouted. "I have a feeling Alex isn't the only one who's in on the murder. But I have no fucking idea who it is, so it's pretty much a useless hypothesis..." I paused. "...Anyways, I'm gonna go. But make sure you come to this address at this time exactly. 'Ya understand dat?"

   "...Sure." Jason said. I walked away and glanced back. He was still leaning on the wall in deep thought.

***

   "Good morning," Zayne said as he shoved his face with eggs and sausages. I sat down across from him. Little Quilton was drooling all over his mashed potatoes and Toby was slowly eating his cereal. Then, he looked up directly at mom.

   "Mom, do you think Brian could take me to soccer practice?" he asked. I wrinkled my eyebrows.

   "I thought you wanted to play football." I said. Toby bit his lip and looked down.

   "Since you didn't want to help him practice, he decided to take on soccer instead. Maybe if you weren't so engrossed with your girlfriend, you'd look out for your little brother." mom snapped at me. I glared at her. Jesus Christ, what a bitch! Not only did she diss my girlfriend, but she didn't even know anything about us.

   "Say what you want. At least my significant other loves me and actually bothers to check up on me." I snapped back. Mom inhaled sharply and slammed her plate onto the table, making Toby jump and brought Quilton to tears.

   "Not. In. Front. Of. The. Family. Damian, to your room." she said through clenched teeth. Zayne made an 'O' with his mouth and averted his eyes. I scoffed and stood up.

   "I was just leaving anyways." I said and started to walk out the door, but I felt a small tug. I glanced back and saw Toby tugging at my jacket. I frowned. His eyes were brimming with tears, but he wasn't crying. Just holding back the pain. I felt so bad for him. He was only like, five and he had to witness this bullshit. I sighs and picked him up in my arms and turned back to my mom. "I'll make sure he cones back before dinner."

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