The Groupchat + An asshole who goes to jail

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FreshPoof - Fresh
DannyDecano - Deccy
GoneClubbing - Club
GeeNo - Geno
Errrror - Error
Squid - Ink
Reaps - Reaper
GoldenHeart - Heart
SugarSugar - Sugar
InYourDreams - Dream
Blueberry - Blue
KillMe - Nightmare
Lemon - Sour

GeeNo: Gusy. Reaper didnt come home

SugarSugar: Where was he last?

GeeNo: Work.

Lemon: Does he work at that cruddy fast food place? He was talking to his boss when i was there getting lunch

FreshPoof: isnt Reapers boss a jerk?

GoldenHeart: And didnt the restraining order wear off?

GeeNo: OH FUCK

Errrror: Geno calm down!

GeeNo: DONT FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!

All are offline

   I turned the key in my car and tore out of my driveway. If anything happened to Reaper I will lose it. I weaved in and out of traffic not caring when my phone dinged.

   I parked haphazardly and dashed out the door. It was closed off course. I headed off around back. "Reaper!?"

   Reaper jerked his head up. He was sitting knees to chest by the dumpster. The word fag was written in sharpie on his forehead and his arm looked broken. "Geno?"

   "Oh stars what did he do to you?" I asked falling to my knees. My soul protested at the exertion. "Reaper are you okay?"

   "M fine.." He mumbled pulling his head away. His eyesocket was bruising as well.

   "Don't lie to me. Did your boss do this?" I asked rolling his sleeve up. the first bone in his arm was snapped clear in half. One of his fingers was bent strange.

   "Yeah..." He muttered. "I said hey when Sour walked in and my boss jumped to conclusions..."

   "Oh Reaper..." I whispered and tried wiping the marker off.

   "Geno!" I turned my head slightly at the sound. It was Error and Fresh. "You weren't answering... we figured you'd be here."

   Reaper ducked his head and pulled his hood up.

   "Oh stars Reaper... Let me see." Fresh kneeled down.

   "No."

   "Reaper he's in med school. Let him see," I scolded.

   Reaper grumbled and held his arm out.

   Error flicked a flashlight on for light. "Better?"

   "Yes thank you." Fresh looked over the arm and moved it gently making Reaper wince. "Did he use a weapon? I need to know so I know if there's a chance of infection."

   "One of the spatulas." Reaper admitted. He shifted and gave a sharp hurt sound.

   I looked at Reaper. "Reaper let me see your leg."

   "No!" He said sharply pulling his legs closer.

   "Hold him Geno. Error you help him."

   Error and I went to hold him with me being careful with his broken arm.

   "No! Its not a big deal! Leave it alone!" Reaper struggled.

   Fresh gingerly rolled up Reapers pant leg. One of his bones was nearly shattered and only strung together by his magic. Fresh winced at the sight.

   Reaper stopped struggling and buried his face in my shirt. "Stop it.."

   "We have to gt him professional help. And we can call the police there." Error muttered.

   I nodded a little. "Reaps I know you don't like it but you need help."

   "Don't wanna!" He hissed.

   "Reaper please. I'll be there the whole time. Promise." I whispered.

   "Promise..?"

   "I swear." I whispered.

   In the end we took Errors car to the hospital. Reaper was in a wheelchair and an arm cast. The police did get called. He was arrested.

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