Riley's POV
It had been three days since Alex's death. I hadn't seen Jason since that night. I was once again being locked in the dirty room all day. Johnson brought me my food and let me take showers. He never mentioned Jason and I never asked. But I was getting curious. Where was Jason? Was he okay? I snapped out of my thoughts as Johnson came into the room carrying a plate of food. JOHNSON: "here" he turned to leave ME: "Johnson wait" he stopped and turned around to glare at me ME: "how is Jason? Why haven't I seen him?" Johnson looked me right in the eyes and the cold emptiness in his stone grey eyes made me shiver. JOHNSON: "he's planning his revenge" I chill ran through me as Johnson's words ran through my ears. With that Johnson turned and left. Oh god what was Jason planning? Whatever it was I had to stop him.
Jason's POV
I sped towards the LVPD police station with the freshly made bomb. It was only a small one, just enough to do some damage and get my point across. It was just the beginning. A wicked smile formed on my face as I thought of my master plan I had calculated. Oh yes I would get my revenge.
Riley's POV
I heard someone running down the hallway towards my room. Johnson flung the door open and jerked me to my feet. ME: "what's going on" he dragged me down the hall to Jason's room. JOHNSON: "we have to go. Help me with this" he handed me a bag and I held it as he shoved all of Jason's things inside. ME: "what happened?" Johnson cussed and dragged me downstairs. JOHNSON: "Jason fucked up. He got cocky and the cops are after him. So we have to leave. He's gonna meet us in… never mind you don't need to know" he dragged me outside and flung me into the back seat of a car. He climbed into the drivers seat and locked the doors. The tires squealed as he pulled out of the drive and headed down the road. He stopped at a stop sing and reached back placing a smelly damp rag over my face. I felt dizzy and my vision began to blur. The last thing I remember before passing out was Johnson cussing as blue lights reflected in the rear view mirror.
I woke on cold hard cement floor. My mind was still buzzing from whatever Johnson had put on that rag. I sat up slowly and looked around. It looked like I was on a warehouse that was divided up into rooms. I pushed myself up and stood. When I started to sway I reached out for something to steady me. My hands only found empty air and I started to fall. arms wrapped around my waist holding me up. JASON: "damn it Johnson how much of that shit tot you put on the rag" JOHNSON: "shut the fuck up if it weren't for you we wouldn't be in this mess" Jason picked me up and carried me over to a dusty couch. He sat down and pulled me into his lap. JASON: "put your head between your knees. It helps" I did as he said and the dizziness started to fade. When the room wasn't spinning anymore I sat up and looked at him. What I saw sent a chill down my spine. His eyes were once again cold and empty. His lips formed into the same tight cruel line as when he had first kidnapped me. He looked distant and angry. ME: "what happened?" we both knew I wasn't just referring to why we were in this situation. We both also knew the answer to both the questions. Alex died. His death changed every. Jason didn't look me in the eye he just stared off into space. JASON: "I went to get revenge and the cops were waiting on me." I noticed his shirt was slightly bloody on the sleeve. I reached out and ran a finger over the spot gently. Jason winced in pain. ME: "you okay" he gave a slow nod. JASON: "they shot at me but its just a flesh wound. No real damage" I frowned at him. ME: "it can still get infected." I got up and turned to look at Johnson who was sitting at a table sharpening a knife. I shuddered at the sound. ME: "do you have a first aid kit" he threw it at me and I grabbed it just before it smacked me in the face. He snickered JOHNSON: "good catch" I sat back down beside Jason and reached for the buttons on his shirt. He grabbed my hands stopping me. JASON: "whoa there what are you doing?" I laughed ME: "oh come on Jason don't tell me you've never been undressed by a girl before" Johnson laughed too and Jason glared at me before releasing my hands. I continued to undo the buttons of his shirt. I pulled the shirt off and my gaze fell on his abs and toned torso. He laughed and winked at me JASON: "like what you see?" I just rolled my eyes and took his arm in my hands gingerly. ME: "its still bleeding pretty bad." I took the sleeve of his shirt and ripped a strip off. I used it as a tourniquet and tied it tightly around his upper arm. I dabbed the blood away then covered it in a layer of iodine from the first aid kit. I bandaged his arm then smiled up at him ME: "there you should be fine now" he looked down at his arm JASON: "where did you learn to do that" I gave him a small smile ME: "my mom is a nurse." JASON: "oh" I felt a sharp pain burst through me from talking about my mom. I miss her so much. I closed the first aid kit and tossed it back to Johnson. Jason took my arm JASON: "you must be tired. Go on and take a shower and go to sleep." he lead me to a room. It was nice than the other one but not by much. At least I had my own bathroom JASON: "we have to share a room so don't take up the whole bed. And don't try to escape all the doors in this place are locked." he pointed to the key around his neck. I huffed a sigh and walked into the bathroom. At least my plan might still work.