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It was raining quite heavily that morning. The boy didn't care his clothes were soaking and just kept staring at the tombstone while taking another drag from his cigarette.
"Sorry i couldn't come to visit last week, the asshole needed some things done and wouldn't let me out." He murmured quitely before he heard buzzing from his pocket.
He closed his eyes while sighing and taking out his phone to see a message from his best friend. He got up and took one last drag from the cigarette before flicking it to the ground.
"I have to go now, but i'll come by later with the boys. They miss you too, you know." He smiled sadly,
"I know you probably would have hated what i've become but, don't worry brother. It’s not long until the asshole finally gets what he deserves and then you can finally rest in peace."
The rain finally let out while he was walking. He saw his friends sitting on the sidewalk by the gates of the school.
“- and i was like “Hoe, don’t be dick-tease!” i mean, you can’t just give me a boner and leave without finishing what you have started! I swear to god man, people got no morals these days!”
“Wow Chris, I’m sure your mama is really proud of you” Chris snorted and gave Mikeal a finger and finally got up when he saw Even coming.
" Good morning babe. How are you this lovely morning?"
"Fuck off Chris" said Even while giving a little nod to Mikael.
"Aww you got up from the wrong side of the bed... Again. Shocking really, i mean its not like you ALWAYS- "
"Do you want me to fucking hit you? Because i will hit you."
Before Chris could respond, Mikael grabbed both of them from their necks and started dragging them into the school. While they were passing through the entrance Even turned to Mikael;
"Did the junkie arrive?"
"I haven't seen him, he probably came early to avoid us."
"Well looks like he did a pretty shitty job of that considering he is right there." Chris said, pointing to a guy trying to get his book from his locker in a hurry.
"So do you think he has the money?" asked Mikael.
"The guy has been spending all of his breaks in the lavatory to avoid us for the past week. Not to mention he looks like he's about to pass out from the stress. Do you think he has it?" said Chris in his usual sarcastic tone.
"Well his time is up so he better have it. I'll be on the roof top. Bring him there" said Even while turning to the stairs.
His friends stared after him for a while before turning their attention to their target.
"Man, I miss the days he wasn’t so serious." said Chris wistfully while walking through the gap other students made for him and Mikael.
"And i miss the days you were scared to even look at us in the eye." Mikael said rolling his eyes.
Chris looked flustrated for a second;
"Fuck off! That was because you were ugly, not because i was scared." Then he hurried towards their target without looking at Mikael, while the latter followed him with an amused smile.
The second Jonas closed his locker, he wanted to die.
"Hello friend! It's been a while" Chris said with his famous grin, which half of the girls in the school loved but freaked the fuck out of Jonas.
For a second he looked like he wanted to make a run for it, but before he could, he saw another face on his left.
"Going somewhere?" Mikael said casually while leaning on the locker next to his.
From the first look you would think Mikael was your average pretty boy with long hair like a doll’s. And while the girls went crazy for the guy, he was far from the doll he looked like. Well, he did look like a one particular doll actually, that fucking Annabell doll.
If Chris scared him then Mikael made him terrified. But neither of them made him want to break down and cry for mercy as much as the person he knew they were gonna take him to.
"I-i have history first period" Jonas stuttered. Chris let out a loud laugh,
"Do you even know how to read?"
For a second Jonas looked offended, but then he sobered when he heard Mikael;
"Do you have it?"
"Dude please i-"
"Please what?" Mikael said sharply.
"Aww don't interrupt the kid, i love it when they beg" Chris teased, which didn't make Jonas feel any better.
Mikael gave Chris a look then turned to Jonas;
"Either you start walking by yourself, or we take you there by force."
In that moment, Jonas knew he fucked up. And he knew he had no choice. He could try to run, but he knew the consequences would be worse when he get caught. So he slowly nods his head and started to follow Mikael.
Even was staring down from the roof while leaning to the wall when they arrived to the rooftop. He didn't turn his head or said anything to acknowledge them. Jonas, who had been cursing under his breath the whole time they were walking, felt like he was gonna throw up from all the stress when Even spoke;
"Do you have the money?" he still had his back to them so Jonas couldn't see his expression. He sounded calm but it terrified him more than relax him. And Chris’ gleeful face wasn't helping.
He tried to talk, he really did, but the words wouldn’t just get out. Then he saw Even turn around and start walking towards him. His face was emotionless and Jonas knew he wouldn't be able to get out this time. He watched Even walk until he was close enough to see the dark circles under the boy’s eyes, which gave him an even more terrifying look.
"I think he asked you a question." said Chris while kicking his knees behind him so he fell down on his knees in front of Even. Yet Jonas still couldn't make a noise. He then felt a hand grab his hair and tilt his head back and he find himself face to face with his nightmare.
"So tell me-" Even stopped for a moment, trying to remember the boy’s name.
“What was your name again?”
“J-jonas”
"Jonas, does this whole thing look like a game to you?" Jonas hurriedly shook his head and tried to explain himself, but all he could get out was;
"N-n-n-o, i- i- fuck no, i-" but before he could form a sentence he saw Even take something from his back pocket. His eyes widened when he saw the knife in the boys hand.
"Does this look like a toy to you, Jonas?" Even said while bringing the knife to his face. It was then Jonas felt he was about to shit his pants. He couldn't remember a time he felt this terrified. He saw Chris looking like he wanted to laugh behind Even but stop when Mikael gave him a look.
"I'll- I'll bring it i- i swear." He finally manages to get out.
It happened in a split second, he felt a sharp pain on his face and the next thing he saw was blood spilling on his clothes.
"Do i look like i'm playing, Jonas? "
Jonas didn't even know what he was saying anymore. All he knew was his cheek had a cut and it was hurting like hell. He pressed his hand to the cut as he kept mumbling, begging and swearing that he was gonna bring the money. He felt Even letting go of his hair and he fell to the floor. He knew he was a fucking mess, but he was hurting too much to care. He felt himself being pulled up again, saw Even crouch down in front of him. He couldn't see Mikael so he guessed he was the one holding him up.
"I am gonna give you until lunch to get me my money. I don't know and i don't care how you find it, but you will find it. Because if you don't, i am gonna give your face a cut for every hour you miss. Do you understand me, Jonas? "
Jonas wanted nothing more then to curl up in a ball and cry, but he knew if he wanted to live his school life peacefully until he graduates, he had to find the money and find it fast. Why, why did he had to buy drugs from Even when he knew how dangerous and fucked up him and his friends were when their payments were missed. Was he that desperate? God he was such a fucking idiot so now his face was paying for it. He knew he couldn't risk angering them anymore, so he nodded his head like crazy and then he finally felt himself get released. He got a hold of himself before he could fall and he saw Even walking towards the door with Mikael by his side. He then heard Chris’ voice next to his ear;
"Don't forget friend, you have till lunch. If not, well Even can get pretty creative with a knife… Alright then, see ya around!"
He started to skip towards the door, but before he left he added;
"And bro, you have some fucked up eyebrows" and with an obnoxious laugh, he was gone.