Hearts on Fire | Jalex

21. Alex's POV

"Idiots!" Oli practically screamed, throwing another knife at the wall. "Idiots, idiots, idiots! First they had to get themselves caught, and then everyone knows they'll break, they'll give away anything they can to save their own USELESS skins!" He shouted, this time throwing a butcher's knife as compared to a steak knife. It thudded into the wall just was easily as the others.

"Oli, calm down." Justin said, looking at his now ruined wall with a bored expression. I was practically the same state, though, only I kept it inside.

"Calm down? We're completely, royally fuc-" Justin shut him up by grabbing a fistful of his collar and smashing his lips to Oli's. I was a little bit surprised, seeing Justin kissing someone else didn't make me nearly as jealous as I thought it would.

"Calm. Rational thinking, not angrily thinking," Justin reminded him once they broke apart. Oli looked slightly dazed, and I smirked a little bit. That's what the mirror told me I looked like this first time I kissed Jack.

"We need a pla-" I said, but was interrupted by the door slamming open. Instantly, the three of us had our guns pointed to at the person who walked in. Gabe, then Rian, then Tony, then Jaime, hands raised in surrender. I pulled up my bandana just in time for BK to walk in, surrounded by his guard, furious.

"Tell me where he is," he barked.

"I'm afraid we need a bit more information than that," Justin said, snarling.

"Merrick. I know you took him,"

"Hate to burst your bubble, K, but if Merrick was here, you'd be able to tell because his head would be on a spike in my lawn," Justin sneered in reply.

"If anyone's putting his head on a stake it's me," BK spat. "He killed the families of my people. He has to die."

"WHO DO YOU THINK THOSE PEOPLE WERE?" I shouted. "RANDOM CIVILIANS? WHO DO YOU THINK THEY WERE POSED AROUND?" Justin's hand came up and squeezed my shoulder softly. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my rage.

"We would've killed him if you let us," Oli said, glaring. "That knife would be in his head, not the wall!" He shouted, pointing at the butcher's knife, which they were taken aback by.

"I don't believe you." BK said simply, and shot Gabe straight through the head. My reaction was instantaneous. I found the girl easily, and shot her just as he had Gabe.

"I wouldn't lie over the body of our own. We don't have him!" Justin roared, staring at Gabe in shock. BK was holding the girl looking devastated.

"How dare you," he said, his voice quivering.

"HOW DARE YOU! HE WAS MY BROTHER!" Justin yelled. He had grown up with Gabe, and apparently became blood brothers when they were younger. I could see how torn apart he was. Brief regret fell over BK's face.

"We need to focus," I said, smacking the gun in Justin's hand away from BK. "We all have a common goal now. We can put that to use."

"I would never ally myself with you," he snarled.

"Even to avenge her family's death?" I asked, seeing an easy opportunity to prevent further unnecessary bloodshed. He hesitated.

"How do I know you won't double cross me?" He asked.

"How do we know you won't double cross us?" I shot back.

"You don't."

"Then we need to reach a consensus."

"Tell me all your members names and faces. Then you can't cross me, because I'll know you." He suggested. Justin, Oli and I had a silent conversation.

"You first." Oli said. BK shook his head.

"You mistake me for an idiot. We go one at a time. I suppose I'll start. But you're going next," he said, pointing to Justin, who nodded slowly.

"My name is Kellin. That's all I go by, that's all you need to know. You already know my face." He said.

"Weak," Justin mumbled, so quietly only Oli and I could hear. He pulled down his bandana and one of the guards seemed to have a sudden cough. "Justin Hills." BK nodded. One of his guards removed their own bandana.

"Andy Biersack."

"Jaime Preciado."

"Danny Worsnop."

"Tony Perry."

"CC."

"Rian Dawson."

"Ben Bruce."

"Oli Sykes."

"Jack Barakat." I caught that coughing fit right then. All eyes turned to me expectantly.

"Alex Gaskarth." Jack's jaw hit the floor.

"Well this is awkward." Justin said, smirking.

"What?" BK snapped, obviously not picking up on the tension. Justin gestured between Jack and I.

"They're dating." I couldn't take my eyes of Jack. His fell to the gun in my hand. Fuck. I'd just killed someone in front of my boyfriend. Why can't I just have a good relationship?

"He's your new boyfriend?" BK asked, whirling around to face Jack, who nodded slowly. "Can't say I approve," he mumbled, his eyes going back to the girl. "But I don't disapprove either," he nodded slowly to me. I was slightly disgusted. "I still don't trust you."

"You shouldn't. But this isn't about trust. This is about taking down the son of a bitch with far too much innocent blood on his hands." Oli said, watching them all carefully. CC's curiosity seemed to get the better of him, and he went to grab a picture Justin had sitting out, only to withdraw them quickly as a knife landed between his outstretched fingers and the frame.

"Touch that and I cut off your hand," Justin growled, his arm still outstretched in the completion of his throw.

"How did you-" he began to ask in shock.

"Practice, practice, practice, and more practice. Not to mention natural talent, and some more practice. Now. Merrick. You know more than we do. He can't be working alone. Our families alone are too dispersed for him to have done them all." Justin answered shortly. I clicked the safety on, in my gun, and tossed on to the sofa, walking over to Justin, and glaring hard at him.

"Allies. Common goal. Play nice." I said. He exhaled angrily, clenching and flexing his hands.

"Fine. Do you know who he might be working with?" He asked in a calmer tone. Kellin exchanged a look with his guard.

"There are plenty of rogues out there, any of them could have teamed up with him." He said evasively.

"No, not any. Specific people with similar motives, similar personalities, or any connection to him. If you want to catch him with minimum innocent blood shed, then we have to share everything, not bits and pieces. Agreed?" Oli snapped. Kellin's gang all seemed to share in a silent exchange, then he nodded.

"Agreed."