Footsteps echoed as though their owner was trying to be as quiet as possible. The boys keep their eyes on the door, fearing the worse. After a few agonizing seconds, an older, darker man, unmasked, stepped into the light. He kept looking behind him, doing so several times before waving for the boys to come over quickly. They do as asked, making confused eye contact along the short way, and watch as the man bends down on one knee.
“Hi, guys,” the man said in a rushed tone, familiar to Drew. Drew looked at him hard, trying to pin point that voice. It was definitely recent but with all that was going on, how could he remember anything that wasn’t! Than it hit him like a sack of bricks, this was the one who helped him out before!
“You were the one who apologized,” Drew whispered to which the man only nodded.
He looked back behind him again. “Look, call me Bud, that’s all I can say on that now and just listen, okay?” They nodded. “Alright, I can’t do this any longer. I was only supposed to be here to help pay for my daughter’s medical bills, okay? I had no idea about this shit. I’m gonna sneak away later but I couldn’t without trying to help you out-“
“Are you gonna let us go?!” Drew whispered loudly, jumping up, excited.
“Shhh!” Bud hissed, jumping to his own feet and checking the door. “Jason only gives a select group of people the keys to letting you guys out. I was one of them but that stopped quickly. They’re already suspicious of me, which is why I need to talk as quick as I can. They’re angry, pissed at whatever went on at the pool. They’re coming down here for blood and the only thing I think may be able to help you guys, if you, Drew, act angry at him.” He points to Wes. “Put it all on the line. Yell. Scream. Do what you have to! It may not save you guys long, hell, it may not save you at all but it is worth a try.” He sighed. “Now I gotta go before they realize too early I’m gone. Here is some food, I reckon they won’t feed you guys at all again.” He grabbed two half soft apples out of his coat pocket along with a roll. “I’m sorry it’s not more. Now, I only have a tracked cell phone, but as soon as I get to a real phone, I’ll call for help. Hang in there guys.” He turned to leave.
“Bud, wait!” Drew hissed. The older man turned quickly, frustrated. “I, er we, understand what you had to do. Thank-you.”
Bud nodded before speeding back up from where he came. Drew passed Wesley half the roll and sat down to eat. He thought about what Bud had said. He had to be angry at Wes but he wasn’t. He wasn’t really good at acting, how was he going to pull that emotion off? He watched Wes who almost flinched from pain every time he took a bite. The bite alone was almost unbearable let alone the action of chewing and swallowing. His jaw was messed up for sure.
“I’ll trade you my soft part for your hard part,” Drew said lightheartedly, forcing himself to give him a small smile. “You don’t have to, just may help your jaw.”
“I guess,” Wes mumbled, staring at the apple as though it wasn’t even there. Drew knew he was reliving the incident, as he had come to think of it. Whatever he did to make him a murderer. He thought about going back on what he said and bringing it up, maybe that would help Wes. Still, he decided against it, and instead stretched as far as he could to make Wes have to move as little as possible for this trade.
With that, they each sat against their respective walls, pondering what was to come next. Wesley would look over at Drew every so often who was eating his apple core and all with exception of the seeds. Those he tossed over to the side before hanging his head. He wanted to tell him everything. He felt guilty that Drew felt for him and he only knew the surface of it all. He couldn’t burden Drew though with the grimy details. He felt the weight of them and Drew was a very emphatic guy. He could handle a lot but Wes wasn’t sure about this so he vowed to keep it all to himself. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
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