To Live Forever

Chapter 11

Instinctively, Jason's hand went towards his gun and he rounded on the man behind him, pushing him into the marble wall and the man groaned.

"Hey, hey, hey, mate. I'm not doing anything, am I? Let me go, lad." Dave spoke and Jason felt himself get filled with rage at the voice.

"You." Jason snarled and pushed the tall man further into the wall, his gun at his throat.

"What the hell do you want from me? I don't give a shit if you're supposedly our gang's ally or whatever. I. Do. Not. Like. You. If you don't want your face to be blown off by my gun, do not show yourself to me."

The man laughed, "Why do I push your buttons so much mate? Do I remind you of anything?" His smile turned dark and Jason widened his eyes, as Dave smirked at him.

"You can't do anything to me, Jason. It's against the rules of the High Quarter to injure any member of SM, as we are mere messengers and investigators. But...we can surely do anything to anyone we want." His voice was a mere whisper and Jason felt a weird sense of déjà vu.

His head was filled with shrill screams that undoubtedly belonged to his sister and his own broken sobs.

"You-"

"Jason! What are you doing?"

Jason looked on his left to see Nathan, who stared at him wide eyed.

"Oh, god. Get this psycho off of me. He's crazy. Keeps attacking me every time he sees me. Are you on drugs, kid?" Dave said, struggling out of Jason's firm hold, his voice completely different from what it was only a few seconds ago.

"Jason, leave him! Logan is calling us back. The after party is starting. Come on." Nathan dragged him away from Dave and as Jason was being pulled away towards the door of the bathroom, Dave smirked and laughed slightly.

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"Yeah, baby!"

Max whooped as they entered a huge, dimly lit room, which was almost filled with the people that were with them in the conference room just fifteen minutes ago.

"Are those stripper poles?" Jason gasped and Tyler laughed at him.

"No, kid. They're monkey bars. Wanna play?"

His sarcasm was not appreciated as Jason and the members sat in an oval shaped seat, big enough for all of them and were immediately served alcohol.

"Oh, thank God. I needed this." Tyler groaned and drank three shots in under four seconds.

In front of their table, Jason could see the girls from Bulletproof, laughing and drinking as the stripper poles in front of them got occupied by men and women both.

He saw Rose and one of her gang members sliding her hand down a girl's waist, as she enjoyed the dances being performed for them.

The men and women on the stripper poles were barely wearing any clothes, their garments barely covering all the important areas.

Jason's ears turned red as the poles in front of them got occupied slowly and a girl sauntered over to his lap.

She was wearing a a short skirt which pulled up as she sat down on him and only a black bra. She had long black hair, which was pulled away from her face as she got comfortable on Jason's lap and glided her hands on his chest.

Jason shivered, almost choking as male dancers entered and starting doing erotic routines on the poles right in front of them.

"Um."