The Comforts We Despise MxM (Staten Krown)

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I turned expecting to see Jonah dead there...but it wasn't. It was Jackie. He was lying in a pool of blood. His blood was all over Lauren now and she was buckeyed staring there in madness.

Jonah had stopped to help Jackie. He had shook off my hand was now over there holding onto his brother's hand. His brother was dying right in his arms and there was nothing that I could do to comfort him. Lauren had the gun pointed at Jonah now.

Was this what we were down to?

I was looking in this room at a family completely torn apart. I stood in the doorway. I wasn't going to leave Jonah. There was no way in hell I was going to leave Jonah. Lauren was standing there breathing heavily.

"You going to kill me too?" Jonah asked, "Still feeling heartless?"

No...no...

Lauren didn't.

She turned the gun away from him and she put it on herself. And she pulled the trigger without any sort of reaction or fear or remorse or emotion.

And the gun didn't go off.

She was empty.

Lauren had been dragged out by the cops. She looked down the entire time they were taking her out, except when she walked past the door that I was. Her eyes darted to me silently and then returned to the floor. It was fucking haunting.

The Hill Girl massacre. The news trucks were everywhere. Ambulances were everywhere.

No one knew how to react. How could we have let this happen?

How couldn't we have seen this coming?

I felt a darkness myself as I had claw Jonah off of his brother so that the coroner could take Jackie's body away. Jonah had silent tears as I lead him out of the school. We walked together past bodies and bodies. Police were everywhere. Outside there were helicopters. Jonah squeezed onto my hand tighter as we got out. It was suddenly raining outside when once it had been a very beautiful day.

It was Preston the butler that had come to pick us up. He had this saddened look on his face.

"I'm glad the two of you are ok?"

"Where is my mother?" Jonah asked his voice shaking, "She needs to know...she needs to know what happened here."

"The police have taken her and your father in for questioning," the butler explained, "She knows. We all know..."

The cops had interviewed us for a while but let us go home. I couldn't imagine Pristine's reaction right now. I could imagine they'd be interviewing them for hours asking her how she could let this happen. I wanted to ask her the same damn thing. She probably had no idea. She had something to do with what had happened. We had ALL pushed Lauren to this.

Now we had paid the ultimate sacrifice.

It just kept running through my head. Jonah hadn't spoken a word since the shooting had occurred. He remained so quiet. When I got back to the house he went straight for my room. When I got to my room he was already in my shower.

"Jonah?"

I had knocked on the bathroom door. He was in there a little too long for my comfort. I didn't want to be away from him. I didn't trust myself away from him. All I cared about was being there. I wanted to love him. I walked into the bathroom and heard the whimpering. I couldn't stand it. I found myself walking into the shower with no care in the world. I was fully dressed. I walked into the shower with all my clothes and shoes and everything and I held him.