Forty-three

Forty-three

Jaxon

"Don't fuckin do that!" I yelled and pushed at his chest.

"Fuck man. I just woke up from being drugged and you push me when I'm barely standing. The fuck is wrong with you!?"

I sighed and ran my hand over my face.

"I saw that you killed that fucker," He chuckles. "Didn't even let me have him." He pats my shoulder and I shake off his hand.

"I couldn't stand him. Can't even check if I had a gun." I said waving my gun in his face. He smirks

and walks back to the bodies and picks up Louis's gun.

"He only has one bullet in...