Deadly 7 (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7

"You can never cross the ocean, unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore." ~Anonymous (if you find out who said this, please tell me)

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"You're going to see your brother." Cameron said one morning before I was even awake. My brother? It's been about a week since I've been kidnapped and I only had one panic attack. Lucifer took action when that happened and before it got serious, as in me having a seizure or anything, he managed to calm me down. Yes, sometimes my panic attacks mixed with migraines make me have a seizure. Especially since I don't have my pills.

"Here." Cameron said handing me some clean clothes. It was pretty normal looking, a blue shirt that had buttons coming down the middle and some black skinny jeans, they look a bit small, which is understandable.

"Thanks." I said walking into the bathroom. I was able to talk them out into coming into the bathroom with me, so now they stand by the door. Occasionally, by random, one of them would step in for a few seconds then leave.

So I was a prisoner with slightly more freedoms. Like before Lucifer went out to do whatever he does, I got him to come to the roof with me. It was beautiful but quick.

I stepped out of the shower and quickly put on the clothes before Cameron came in to check on me.

"I'm done." I said using the towel to ruffle my hair and make it curly.

The white in my hair was still there but it looked like my usual root color was growing back.

"We have hair product you know." Ace said passing by and going into his room. I haven't been able to see anybody's room for some reason, not that I want to! It's just it would be new.

"For wavy hair?" I asked looking at their hairs. Both Cameron and Ace have straightish hair.

"Yeah." Ace called out, coming out of his room with some hair supplies. I thanked him and walked back into my room. Cameron followed me in.

"So I'm going to see my brother?" I asked seeing a pair of black sweats on my bed. After putting on the hair supplies, I changed into the sweats and looked over at Cameron who was looking down.

What's going on?

"Leonardo." Cameron said with a shameful voice. I knew there was a twist. I threw my body into the bed and sighed.

"Where's Aristotle?" I asked knowing what was going to have to happen.

"He didn't want to be the one to tell you." Cameron said sitting down on the bed. "We don't think it would be safe for you to go out. For many reasons, one you might run. Two, the others may know where we're going and try to fight us. Three, the hospital is on another gang's territory."

"So I can't go." I concluded. Cameron sighed, I looked over at him and caught him shaking his head.

"They're letting you go but with some rules. You're going to have to wear this thing-"

"Like what Dean made me do. But that makes sense a bit. What else?"

"It'll only have to be for a few minutes. They said 15 at most because people still would recognize us and do things to you. Then your old gang leader may be waiting for us to let you go and then take you back-"

"I can't go back to Dean like that, he'll then lock me up and I'd be left by his side forever." I muttered under my breath.

So in this situation, we're relying on each other. I'm trusting that they protect me from any harm and they're trusting me not to run away and get myself killed. Me dying would make them have to have another war with my gang and the 7 is still trying to get revenge on their own gang member.