𝙱𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 || 𝚃𝚢𝚛𝚞𝚜 ✓

Ch 19

Is it weird to have a tied up body in the back of your old blue truck? Probably. But somehow Cyrus Goodman and Tj Kippen manged the worse.

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Tj and Cyrus made eye contact once they heard those words. That voice. Tj nudged his shoulder "Say something!" He whispered yelled. Cyrus's mouth flew open "What? I dont know what to say!" he whispered back. They whispered argued for a bit until the door shot open.

They both gasped and stood up straight towards the door. "Can I help you?" Jonah asked, Tjs blood started to boil.

"Yes actually" Tj said, he changed his voice a bit and made himself sound deeper. "Your sister sent us" Tj finished. Jonah raised a brow and crossed his arms "Whats her name then?" He asked, smirking.

"Mia" Cyrus spoke quick, not looking him in the eye. Jonah nodded. "Come in".

"So what did she need?" Jonah asked, closing the door. "well you see..." Tj spoke, not knowing what to say

"Can I use the bathroom?" Cyrus interrupted. Jonah nodded, pointing the where the bathroom was. Cyrus smiled before quickly running to it.

"Anyway where were w-" Tj spoke before stopping when he faced Jonah. He held a gun "Listen I don't know who you are but I know my sister didn't send you" Jonah said, Tj held his hands up

"W-What? She did!" Tj said, playing along with the act. They stared in each others eyes. Both not moving a bit. "Well what'd I miss-" Cyrus walked out

Jonah moved his gun from Tj to Cyrus "Don't move!" Cyrus gasped, raising his hands in surrender. Tj looked at Cyrus, in a certain way. Cyrus understood. "Why you gotta be so rude. You know that reminds me of that one song where he wants to marry her but the dads like 'nooo' and then hes just like 'but yes'" Cyrus rambled on. Jonah looked at him confused, His eyebrow raised "What?" Jonah questioned.

"Just shut u-" Jonahs mouth was quickly covered with a piece of cloth, on it was Chloroform. Jonah struggled for a bit before, passing out in Tjs arms. Cyrus signed of relief and ran to Tj. "Can we take this makeup off now?!?!" Cyrus asked "No not now, and help me with this fucking body"

Tj grabbed his legs and Cyrus grabbed his arms. "How the fuck do we get him out of here?!?!" Tj asked.."Um....How about you carry him while I distract the man at the front desk?" Cyrus suggested, an unsettling feeling getting comfortable in his stomach.

Tj took a long breath in and nodded. Cyrus quickly ran down.

Tj looked at Jonah, dropping him. At first he felt bad, but remembered. The kiss. The hickeys. The gunshot. His eyes became red, as he picked Jonah up like a rag doll, 'accidentally' hitting his head against the door frame. 

God he fucking hated him. If he had anger issues, then Jonah made it worse. Not to mention how much of a hoe he is. Like come on, me, Walker, Andi, Libby, he even hooked up with Buffy. How could someone be so fucking shitty like what the fu-

his thoughts stopped as I looked around the corner, seeing Cyrus talking to the old man. It wasn't enough to get past easy. "KASPBRAK" He yelled, eyes open. Cyrus stood up straight.

"Did you hear something?" The old man said, with a confused look. "I-um no-" Cyrus quickly knocked over a couple of books on the mans side. "Oh my goodness I am so sorry let me help". The old man bent down to start grabbing them while Cyrus motioned for Tj to leave.

He bolted, running to the car and quickly jumping in the back seat with Jonah still on his shoulder. He took a breather before quickly tying the sucker up and jumping in the front seat. About 1 minute later Cyrus ran out, jumping in the car

"Drive" He said.

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And that's where they are now. Driving to a disgusting, rat infested sewer to kill a teenage boy. 

Well shit