JASON'S POV
"Wanna go get something to eat?" Max asked.
"Are you sure you're feeling good enough?" I replied.
"Yeah. It was just a graze." He shrugged as he threw his jacket over his shoulders.
"Alright. I'll drive."
I followed him up the staircase and into the large empty room. I'm guessing our work with Jessica is finished.
"How about that place?" Max pointed to a small coffee shop on the corner of the street.
I laughed. "A coffee shop? You seriously wanna step foot into a coffee shop?"
"What? It's been forever since I've gotten coffee. What's the big deal?"
I pulled onto the side of the street and we both got out of the car. I followed him inside and to the counter. He started talking to the barista when I noticed the familiar brunette I had been with the night before.
A smile spread across my lips as I made my way over, but soon disappeared when another person caught my eye. Surprise came over me, then anger.
Anger boiled through my veins as I stared at the face of my brother who was suppose to be dead. He's suppose to be dead.
Without thinking, I ran over to him and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"Jason?!" Jordan yelled, surprised to see me.
I threw him down onto the ground and started throwing punches at his face as hard as I could.
"Jason stop!" Alex yelled back at me.
Eventually Max noticed what was going on and held me back.
"I thought you were dead!" I yelled at his face.
What was Jordan doing here with him?
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Jason McCann
FanfictionAfter her parents have finally gathered enough money and she has kept up her good grades in school, Jordan Martinez gets to go on vacation with her "friend-with-benefits." While they plan to bathe in the summer sun by the ocean all summer, fate has...
