Trust

Chapter 10: Biggest Lie❥

Jason's pov:

I know one thing right now.. I can feel it in the pit of my stomach.

Shits going down.

"McCann, you came here to get revenge, what you didn't know was that you weren't going to get out of here.. Alive," He spoke, I could just imagine him smirking.

"Fuck off!" I spat, furious with the situation I was stuck with right now.

Another guy I couldn't see kicked my rib and I hissed in pain.

"Oh look! Badass McCann isn't bad, but just simply weak in fact." He chuckled.

So I did the stupidest thing, yet only thing I could possibly do.

I kicked my knee up and hit him right where guys don't like to be hit.

Now it was his turn to hiss in pain.

I was about to get up when I heard a crack.. Shit shit shit, I thought to myself. When he kicked me my rib must've been majorly injured and my left leg was still losing a lot of blood.

I could t get up, I could barely move.

This is it,

I thought once again trying to get up, but it was no use.

Another guy of his gang named Joe was about to pull the trigger when I heard a gun shot.

I instantly thought I was dead and when I felt no pain, other than the current pain I was in right now, and

when I opened my eyes I saw Joe fall limply and effortlessly to the ground with a thump!

I looked up to see Chris with a gun in his hand and turned my head to see Shawn putting his hand out for me, obviously asking for help up.

I gladly grabbed it and got up trying to ignore the pain.

I hissed quietly.

They quickly got back to their car with me hanging onto Shawn for my life.

For once I felt so fragile.

I felt like, I could break.

They put me in the back and we rushed to the warehouse, the one that wasn't blown up that is.

As soon as we got there I was escorted inside and saw someone I wasn't expecting, at all.

Her wavy, long hair bounced off her shoulders as she was on her phone but as the door shut she quickly snapped her head up to us looking through us but stopping at me.

I gulped, she gasped as she dropped her phone and ran over to me looking at Shawn's eyes saying she could take me from here.

He gave her a small, encouraging smile and she gave back a weak, fake one and nodded as he lifted up my arm and placed it around her shoulders.

She helped my limp upstairs trying her best because she was so small compared to me.

As we entered my room in the warehouse, which was basically my second home besides my moms and I's house, she placed me on my bed and rushed to get the first aid kit.

She came back in the room crying, as I soon was starting to daze off.

"No! No! Jase stay with me!" She pleaded.

When she came up to me she opened the first aid kit and grabbed this spray and bandages and a needle and thread? Hmm.

She was squeezing my hand trying to wake me.