Peter's POV
Jack dragged me to some room upstairs. It getting quite dark and cold. I felt goosebumps at his silence, don't even answer all my questioning sentences though he heard it clearly though I don't mouthed in words.
He grabbed my hands strong and firm and stopped at a door in a light brown wood carved like door and opened it. The scent hit me rather hard, awe... It's Ryan... Jack kinda pushed me walking inside while I'm standing in horror, shocked and a tad relieved, they're both alived. But Ryan's face worried me, he looked worn out and his expression fell as he gazed at me.
"Uhhmmm... Hi, Ryan, I guess." I can't suppress me being tensed and nervously stuttering at the moment. Gah... Whatever...
"Hi, Pete." He stood up, soothe me as I slowly melting, tears escaped my eyes eagerly flowing down. "Shhh... Don't cry..." He wiped it.
Jack cleared his throath. "I'm here, in case you forgot about me." He chuckled, walking closer and we hugged. The three of us. Hmmm.... "There's so much to explain unless you want a simple paragraph to it."
"Well, sorry Jack, I'm just a pain on your ass." I rolled my eyes, gulped. They laughed a little. Gosh... He turned to me, "He helped me a while back, okay?" Smirked. I rolled my eyes.
"Sorry, baby, don't think he'll blurted it out." Gasped. They laughed.
"What your both laughing at?" I snapped glaring at them. "It's not funny, dumbass."
"There's no way we'd do anything lovey dovey." Ryan eyed me up and down. "Not when you're so tempting."
"Come on, babe. We don't have sex at all, it's just as simple as friends thing." He sighed. "You gotta explain everything." He glared at Ryan, a menacing dead serious look drawn on his face perfectly.
Jack's POV
"What?!" I felt him tensed on my lap. "That's fucking crazy." He growled.
Yep.. What a great person you are? It scared me how he sometimes might be leashed from his cage each time he figured something's wrong or suspicious. Something is definitely wrong. He finished explain every bit of details that would bug Peter for sure. I reassured him, a pat, mouthed 'it's okay'.
"That wrinkled ugly old hag need some extra spells." He shouted. "I'll turn her into a pulp." He said confidently.
Ryan snorted and shrugged. "I'll wait and see." He licked his bottom lip, kinda turn on.
Shit! They clasped, looked at me weird. "Did I just said that out loud?" They burst out laughing.
"Sure did."
"Hell yeah."
"You got a boner on my ass." He winked playfully. "Plus, see the jeans almost got ripped by his bulge." Hahaha... 'Good that I'm not that hard, can't even think pervertly, I can't believe what he said, why it's happening to him too. That frigging old hag need some rest in the hell.'
My fist clenched. Him too? What happened to him? "Babe." I yanked his sleeved and he peered closer to me.
His adorable eyes looks in a mess. "What?"
"What that old hag did to you ?" His jaw dropped.
"Nothing." He shrugged me of.
He looked at me understanding. "Mind telling us, Pete?" He talked in a stern but smooth voice.
He nodded and talked for good 5 minutes for a person as talkative as him, can't beat Ryan's explanation though it took, well, more than 10 minutes, maybe more than 15? Nah, drop it at that. So... How was I supposed to act now. My fist clenched so hard my nails digging into my palms at the same time my boner is getting really hard I froze. It's hard to breath, everything got so mixed up I'm blurred. Gah...
Peter stood up and leaned on the door, staying away and watching us. "Sorry, but I'm not in the mood, so... Drop it."
Ryan confront him, pushing his back against the door, blocking his way out. "It's ok, just don't leave, alright?" He pleaded.
He just nod. He walked past me before I catch his hand, still wanna hug him close to me. Don't love him, kill him and bring him here. What was that? I grit my teeth as the voice got deeper humming, it keep repeats itself in my mind. Duh, I hit my head once.... Hmmm...
"Ouch..." I sobbed. "What?" Peter smacked me and hit me several good times in nice punches. "Shit."
"Don't space out, idiot." I yanked him by his wrist, give him a light peck on his forehead. "What was you're thinking? Huh?" He eyed me like I'm some retarded shrimp.
"Well..." I blinked several times. He smacked my nape. "Ouch." I looked at him and force a smirk.
"No need to force it, it shows clearly. Now tell me!" He demanded.
I shrugged. Averting my look on his eyes knowing I can't win him, simply can do nothing and just wanna be with him badly. "Nothing, really." He elbowed me. "Okay." I studied his ever so stunning expression, toned body wrapped in tuxedo and elegant mask he held in his right hand.
"Don't strip me with your eyes, you can do it with your arms later, now tell me." He snapped.
"There's this weird voice telling me to not love you, kill you and bring you there. Well, whatever." I gritted my teeth angrier the seconds I processed every words to my mind. Something is off. It made me rage, I'm so gonna beat the crap out of this old hag.
"That's precisely the old hag, she got you pretty messed up judging you almost did whatever you should when she said that." Can the sentence be any longer it's exhausting to hear? "You should have seen how you looks like back then, out of place, hitting your head, and muttering some stop and don'ts." Shit! It is longer... I sighed.
"Okay, I got it, babe."
P.S. Sorry it took longer than I thought, I'll keep the next chapter coming quicker though... *Peace sign* :)
