Ch. 13
"Jak! Jak!"
The blonde ignored the other man as he shoved the extra ammo into his bag. Usually he didn't need any extras, since they were only dead weight, but this time he didn't want to take any chances. He'd gotten a lead on where the mystery guy was staying and if Dax was there he didn't want to take any chances.
"Jak! God damn it, Jaaak!" Torn growled. "We've got more important things to worry about than that stupid r--" But he stopped as the tip of Jak's blaster touched his forehead.
"Say it and I'll draw pictures in the stains your brains will make on the walls." His voice was low and calm, but Torn could feel the anger dripping from every word. He was so pissed. So angry. So... hateful. It was consuming the blonde from the inside. But... how had he managed to stay himself for so long?
Torn put his hands up in surrender and didn't say a word as the other man quietly took up his bag and walked out of the hideout. The redhead stood, alone in the room, for a few more seconds, waiting to see if he would come back in or not. He didn't.
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Again, sorry it's so short. Oo the next one's will be longer I promise! XO