Jame's POV
I paced in the room.
"Who the hell does she think she is?" I yelled at Dylan. "Thanks to her, I can't get any jobs until this heals over." I added, pointing at the mix of purple and blue that covered my eye. I raged inside.
"You did kind of step over the line J," Issac muttered. I laughed.
"I was only stating the truth. You know why Jason left that bitch." I said back to him, Dylan laughing along side me.
"He has a point though." He added, resting his arms over the back of the chair.
"Speaking of Jason," Issac started, "What are we going to do about his sister?" he asked.
"She can screw herself. If Jason doesn't have anything against us, then she shouldn't. Anyway, if she did-"
"What would you do?" a voice called in. I turned my head to see Jason leaning against the doorframe.
"What are you doing here Jace, you know you only come here when we need you here." Dylan spoke, folding his arms over his chest.
"Oh I know." He replied, a slight smile quickly came upon his face. "I thought I'd come down here and warn you." Dylan and Issac went tense.
"And what would you be warning us against?" I asked, almost with amusement.
"I finally caught you." He said.
"How exactly?" Dylan fired at Jason. Jason strode into the room.
"Well, it took a lot of convincing but I have photo proof of a crime you were all involved in." He said, pointing his hand in all of our directions. I let out a laugh.
"We commit crimes everyday Jason. We're drug dealers and that's just the half of it. You don't have anything on us." I slumped on the couch in victory.
"This is different James. You might remember if I pulled up the guys file. Low life, expecting a baby. Then BANG, one order from you and he got a bullet to the head." He held up a file, and threw it on the table. "Everything is in there." Rage filled me. I lurched for him.
"How dare you come into MY place and threaten us?" I yelled, throwing a punch his way. Damn the bastard dodged it.
"Because I am done with being your bitch!" he yelled back, "You can't control me anymore, not with what I have." he laughed.
"You show this to the Police and we'll deal with it our way." Dylan hissed through gritted teeth.
"And what do you mean by that?" Jason asked.
"Well Haley might not have been willing last night, but I'm a very convincing guy." he fired back proudly, smirking through his words. "Or maybe Paige, I mean now that you're no longer sleeping with her, someone should." Jason lashed out and pinned him to the floor.
"I swear, if you so close as fucking touch my sister or her friends for that matter, I'll do personal time for it." He threatened in between blows. Issac grabbed Jason's arm and swung it behind his back. Jason yelled out in pain and quickly stood away from Dylan. I walked over to him and kicked him in the crotch, making him fall to the floor.
"I made you, and I can break you just as easy." I half whispered and kicked him one final time before leaving. "Don't make me do anything stupid Jason, you're smarter than that." I yelled back, before we left.
Sitting in audi, adrenilline rushed through me - or was it rage?
"Who the fuck does he think he is?" Dylan spoke in anger.
"Relax, he doesn't have anything on us." I replied, staring out at the main road.
"Actually," Issac butted in, "I think he does." He handed me the folder. In the corner, the initials H.L marked it and anxiety replaced the rage. Flipping through the file, pictures and newspaper articles made that one low life come up to the surface again. I threw it back at Issac.
"Do whatever you have to to get rid of it. That includes Jason's stuff too."
Sorry for the length of this one, it's short I know but damn writers block. Thoughts on the three boys? More to come soon, hope you enjoyed it :).
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Hidden by Secrets
Tajemnica / Thriller"I saw all the blood and I knew it was too late." Haley was 17 when her brother killed himself. All he left behind was a piece of paper with 3 names written on it. James McKenzie, Dylan Hughes & Issac Witts. After spending 5 years in a mental...
