We both turn towards the door while I'm still picking everything up to see Butcher dragging some ponytailed dude through the front door and throwing him on the floor in front of us
"Found this one behind your bushes, thinkin 'e was real smart in trying to hide 'imself by rubbing shit on his face." Butcher explains
Jaime takes his gun out of his pocket, points it at the guy and asks "Who are you?"
The guy stays silent, I notice he's crying.
Jaime kicks him and he cries out in pain.
"Jaime he looks pretty young.." I said
And he did. Long dark hair in a ponytail, brown skin with the same dumb tattoo that Dreads had. But this one looks fresh.
"I said who are you?! And how old are you?!" Jaime screams at him
"I'm sixteen! I'm sixteen!" He yells out, fortunately. I'm entirely sure Jaime or Butch would've shot him.
"My name's Johnny. I don't know what they were doing, I swear! I was just supposed to be look out and tell the guys if anyone was coming like the cops or something! I didn't know anyone would get hurt or-"
"So you're telling us that you got yourself into a job or mission or some shit where you didn't know what was goin' tah happen and expect us to believe you? You're either really a bloody idiot or fucking mad." Butcher says
"I swear it's true, my brother brought me along, he thought it would make me a man. This whole thing to get me involved was his idea, but Aaron wouldn't tell me anything since I'm so new!" He insists
"Who's Aaron?" Jaime asks
"I think he's the leader, at least of this area. Jacob said they were like leagues or something and that there's a group in a bunch of places-"
I cut him off and say "Okay okay, this is making no sense. Let's get him in the basement and let him calm down."
Butcher and Jaime think about this for a moment and both grab him roughly and head down there with him at the same time
"I meant we let him get up and walk down there himself but alright.." I mumble and walk down there myself
I see him being tied to the seat and say "Guys I think you can just search him and let him sit down on the chair normally, I seriously doubt he could take either one of you in a fight, let alone both of you."
"You like to play nice a little too much dahling.." Butcher says and let's him up as Jaime does the same
"Take your clothes off." Jaime orders
"Oh.." Johnny says with a voice crack and tears still in his eyes
I feel bad for him, he really is so young. None of this is really his fault. What kind of an older brother gets their little brother involved in something as sick as this?
"Like all of them or-" Butcher cuts him off and screams "CLOTHES OFF NOW YOU TWAT!"
He hurriedly starts stripping and he stops at his tidy whities
I look down to see his snow and dirt covered boots, pretend I haven't seen him.
This kid is so scrawny it's almost sad. He gets into a fight with either Jaime or his friend he might die, no exaggeration.
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No Spare Key
RomanceLucy has made a lot of mistakes, she doesn't regret any of them because they gave her little Rosie. That does not mean however that she would be stupid enough to repeat those mistakes. Without her god-awful ex husband, she's been able to make a go...
