"How could you do that?!" Jason exclaimed. "What, did you really think I could've just left him there?" Kairo shouted back. Dakari was shaking behind me, pressed against my back. "Yeah, I thought you were chill," Jason muttered. "How could I be chill with hurting someone then leaving them behind?! What if something happened to them?!" He spat. "Then something happened to them, It's their fault," Jason muttered again. Kairo had heard enough to know that he was an idiot. "It's really not." Jason shifted his gaze on Kairo, to reveal that he was smiling. "Well, in any case. I've outnumbered you punk." Kairo whipped around to find every last one of his "friends" was slowly walking towards him. "Dakari, It's time to go." He whispered softly behind him. As Jason went on about how things could've been different and how he thought of him as an equal, Kairo carefully took Daraki's hand. The mob was no more than a few feet away from him and Jason was closing in fast. "Okay, Daraki. Hold tight." Then Kairo bolted forward, dragging Daraki behind. Kairo could hear the angered screams and yelling steadily fade away. Then everything went pitch black.
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General FictionA gay story. Idea is mine, there is no heavy inspiration from anything. And one of the characters name is the brand of an alcohol, I came up with the name before I knew that so sorry. Also I'm sorry it's short. Also also, the cover is mine. I just t...
