Worry and support.

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Jess P.O.V. Two weeks have gone by. There is both good and bad news in those two weeks. Me and Jason have grown rapidly closer and we have become more reliable of each other. But the bad thing is that each day another one of our members of the gang go missing and end up dead in a matter of hours. Normally I am a very calm person but even I was freaking out on what would happen next. Jason: Hey, u ok? Me: No, more and more people are dyeing and there is nothing I can do about it. I don't know what but something flashed in his eyes, but quickly covered by comfort. Jason: Don't worry, nothing will happen to you, me and your dad wouldn't let it. I promise. I looked away. Even though I believed him, I still felt unsure about it all and to be the daughter of the gangs leader, put me I'm more danger. I felt Jason's presence behind me as I walked out of the apartment into the back garden. I could smell the roses that were lined up at the back next to the shed that was painted brown. The sun directly above me as I saw my reflection in the window. Jason came behind me and put both arms around my shoulders, rested his head on mine and whispered, Jason: Everything will be ok, I won't let anyone hurt you.

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