Toxic Love ↭ Jason McCann

Chapter 41: Worry

Chapter 41: Worry

Carter's P.O.V

I sat on top of the kitchen counter and I let my feet dangle down. Jason was currently making a batch of pancakes. I couldn't be any happier, but I was also severely worried. I have the cutest dog ever, and I have the beast also known as Jason. Jason has been doing alright. He's been kind of off lately, and I intend to find out why.

I heard the sizzle of the pancakes as Jason flipped them in the pan. He was in his own little world, like always. I wonder what he thinks about all the time. He probably thinks about what most guys think about: porn. Not going to lie, I have caught Jason watching it before... and it wasn't pleasant.

"Jason." I said, waiting for a reply, but he kept on flipping the pancakes while humming some tune that I've never heard before. "Jason." I said again, but there was no reply. Is he really going to ignore me? Ugh, living with him just gets better and better. Note my sarcasm. "Jason!" I yelled, and his head snapped upwards. His mocha colored eyes met with mine, although, his eyes were still the same beautiful color, I could still see the worry buried deep in his eyes.

But, Jason is never good at expressing his emotions, so he sits there all day like a brick and I never know what's running through his mind. It does bother me from time to time, but I don't think much of it.

"Can I help you?" He asked, clearly annoyed. His two bushy, brown eyebrows furrowed. "I just want to know what's wrong..." I trailed off. I could feel the nervousness build up in the pit of my stomach and I started to pick at my nails; it's a force of habit and I can't help myself. "Why do you keep asking that Carter? How many fucking times do I have to tell you that nothing is wrong with me? Why are you so nosy with everything? Can't you just calm yourself for a second and stop worrying about everything that I do?" he spat. How dare he talk to me that way? I've been through so much with him and he decides to have an attitude with me.

"It's kind of hard to not worry about you. If you haven't noticed, I've been stuck on this island with you. It's not fun. I can't interact with my friends, family, or anybody besides you. There are killers after us and you seem on edge all the time. I'm just worrying about you because I love you, is that such a crime? I just want to know why! My whole life is a mess, and you're pissed at me for being worried. You're lucky that I love you because I'm so sick of your shit and everything that you've been putting me through!" I screamed. I was fed up with this. Call me crazy, I don't care anymore.

Try living with Jason. It's not as easy as you think it is. He's a pain in the ass.

Johnson's P.O.V

"Ryan, do you have everything that we need?" I asked. Ryan nodded as a smirk spread across his face. "Of course boss. I have guns, explosives, extra bullets, gasoline, and matches. Isn't that what we need?" He said and I gave him a little nod. "Mr. Hotshot thinks that he's going to win this time. I can't wait to visit his grave and laugh. He'll be dead in no time and so will Carter." I let out chuckle and Ryan joined along.

"I can't believe we are going to kill Jason. I have been waiting for this moment for so long. He was such an asshole. He was supposed to be my friend. What kind of friend leaves you behind?" Chaz spoke. I shrugged my shoulders and Ryan began to talk, "That's Jason for you, and it's sad that he didn't even care when James died. He didn't look affected at all."

Currently, we were all on an airplane. We were flying to Jason's 'secret' island. I can't believe I'm going to kill him, he was always like a son to me - well - sort of. He was a depressed little kid, and I was stupid enough to drag him into this world. Nowadays, he's a killing machine, and I'm not proud of making him one. Everyone once and awhile, I'll think about what Jason could've been doing with his life right now instead of killing people. He could've grown up to be someone important, and I stopped him from becoming important. I guess I was just envious of him.

Deep down I will always care about Jason, but it's about time for him to go. He has done nothing but cause me trouble ever since his bitch came along. He looks up to her, admires her, and cares for her like no other. I don't get what's so special about her. Sure, she's kind of hot and she has a killer body, but she has a stupid personality. I would never date a girl like her, but that's Jason for you. He's into the weirdest things.

I can remember when he was fourteen and I caught him tying earthworms into knots, who in the word does that? And I remember when he decided to build a house out of cards while standing on one foot. He'd also talk to himself, and he'd talk to himself all the time. He was just so odd, and I never understood him or why he did what he did. But, Jason will always be Jason. Weird and odd.

"Boss we're going to be there in ten minutes." Ryan said. I snapped out of my thoughts, and I looked around. "Are the guns loaded?" I asked, and Chaz nodded. A smirk broke out on my face.

"Let's do this."

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Ugly chapter. Sorry.

There's only about 1-3 chapter left.

I've decided to make the ending sooner.

The next chapter might be the ending, it depends on how long I make it.

But, there will most likely be an epilogue.

Bye. Check out my new books please.