5 chapter 5!

"No he's fucking not."

Lewis sighs and goes back to cleaning up my leg, all of us thinking that Sam was playing a prank and Leo would come running in with a huge grin on his face. That's what we were waiting for.

"Leo! You can come out now!"

Jason cheered, the house echos. No footsteps. No laughter. No Leo.

"Leo, come out, its not funny anymore!"

Connor yells. No response. Not even the sounds of crickets that you get in the movies. Amare and Lewis help me to my feet, one of my arms around each of their shoulders. The group of us all walk to where Sam was leading us.

And it was a sight we couldn't even imagine.

"L-leo?"

Blake stutters, tears fell down his cheeks which was a shock; someone as strong as him was the first to break down, it would be unbelievable if Connor cried...oh wait.

"L-leo...speak to me. Talk to me.."

Connor whimpers, he steps towards his body on the the ground, on the brink of a meltdown.

The scene was enough to make me turn around and heave, there was blood everywhere. Leo took a lot of stabbings. Someone obviously knew how to work their knives.

As I threw up more; Amare held my hair back along with stroking my back in big circles.

"Someone take peaches out of here, get her leg sorted out."

Connor orders hoarsely and weakly, obviously Amare took me out the room to tend to my leg.

-Jason's POV-

We hovered around our best friends body, someone who was so full of life, so happy and so hardworking was laying on the cold floor lifeless. A droplet of blood fell out of his agape mouth, Nathan grabbed a blanket and covered his body for a mark of respect yet Connor stopped him.

"Look at his arm."

Gingerly, he moves Leo's arm into view, there was a word scribbled on his skin in black marker pen.

"lies."

"Yo who the fuck?"

Blake cusses, how odd. Who kills a guy then deliberately writes a random word on him.

"Okay who did this?"

Nathan demands forcefully, Connor looks at him like he's crazy.

"Are you mental? It was one of those sick bastards. They killed him. Can't you see that??!"

Connor has never appeared so weak and vulnerable in front of his members like this but he couldn't help it, his best friend was dead, it was irreversible.

"Connor...it's okay..."

Sam places a hand on his shoulder but the leader pushes him away.

"It's not fucking okay. Is it? He's dead. Dead as a door nail. FUCKING DEAD."

He lashes out, pushing san across the room, Sam was about to come back at him but the other boys stepped in before there was a second death of the night.

"Lads no. Not the time."

Jason pulled Connor back while Lewis held Sam's arms.

They all stood around, wondering what their next move would be.

-in the living room-

YALL ITS ANOTHER AMARE x Y/N MOMENT GET READY FOR YOUR OVARIES TO BE CRUSHED. BIG SHIT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN.

Amare carried me in his arms towards the soft couch, I was still sobbing over seeing Leo laying there lifeless. I didn't know the guy that well, I only interacted with him once but somehow...I still felt a connection with him, a friendship at most. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?

Softly, he lowered me down onto the cushions, being careful not to hurt my leg any further.

"Y/N...are you crying because of your leg or Leo?"

stupid question

"H-he's Dead!"

You hyperventilated, Amare Grabs onto your hands, the pad of his thumb strokes the back of your skin carefully.

"Breathe Y/N...in and out..."

He encourages you to inhale and exhale, he leads by example and you follow. For you this experience was mentally scarring and something that only therapy could fix, but considering Amare's track record, he must've seen death a thousand times before so this is nothing new. However this was his best friend, his brother basically. This has gotta hurt him...deep down.

"That's it...good girl...you're doing so well for me..."

I realised how kinky that sounded, just wait a little 👁🍆👁

He tucks a piece of hair behind your hair along with wiping the tears off your cheek.

"A-Amare ...he's gone!"

"I know he is...there's some place better though right? He's pain free now."

He definitely had a tear prickling at his beautiful eyes, he breathed them back.

"We just need to get your leg better okay?"

Reluctantly, you nodded. Thank god the bullet didn't go all the way through your leg so it wasn't that deep and the bullet had fell out during the whole Leo commotion. The house contained a first aid kit so it made this very easy.

"Okay, we're just gonna clean it up with some antiseptic and then bandage it up, I'm no doctor so let's hope this works out in my favour."

Amare rambles, clearly he was nervous about doing this mixed with the other twist and turns of the day.

"Amare...relax...you'll do great okay?"

You ruffle his hair a little and let him work his magic.

-a few minutes later-

It was easier and less painful than you expected, he was just making the final touches on wrapping up your leg in a white bandage, he promised to sign and doodle on it when you got home.

"Amare...can I ask you something..."

He nods, still focused on your leg.

"Are you playing me?"

He snaps up, his eyebrows knitted together, there was an ounce of hurt in his face.

"What do you mean?"

I gulped, Lewis could be lying i dont know. This was my chance to find out.

"Well Lewis-"

As you were about to finish your sentence, you were cut off. There was a hand cupping your cheek, your head was being pulled forwards...

a pair of lips were on yours...

HE WAS KISSING ME!1!1!!1!1!1!1

okay y/n compose yourself, your ovaries may be exploding right now but just act NATURAL.

DO NOT JUMP ON HIM. ITS JUST A KISS. JUST A KISS RIGHT? oh shit.

Amare leans backwards and takes you with him, you crashed into his chest but your lips still connected. One of his hands is laced in your hair and the other is gripping your hip signalling he wants something...and you were willing to give it.

You pressed your hips down onto his crotch, he whimpered into your mouth.

WHINY AMARE- MY OESTROGEN IS SKY ROCKETING.

You carried on grinding on him, you couldn't do it...not here, not now. Was he kissing you out of feelings or was he using you as a grieving cope to get over Leo? It didn't matter right now, he was kissing you and that was perfectly okay, isn't that what you wanted?

As you delved into a full on make-out session, it seems like the best moments come to an abrupt end with these guys.

"YO NO BABY MAKING HERE."

Jason cried out, he covers his eyes and hides behind Blake.

"Hooking up at a murder scene...romantic"

Lewis muttered, I leaped off Amare; forgetting your little injury you fell immediately on the ground. Lewis came to your assistance to help you back to your feet.

"Ladies, gents. Let's not. Our best friend just died yeah?"

Connor says weakly, still shocked and miserable from the days events. Amare rises to his feet, his cheeks washed with a colour of red.

"Let's fucking get out of here."

Lewis asks.

"But what about Leo. We can't just leave him."

You exclaim, the thought of leaving a group member here to decompose was not a thought you want in your mind.

"We've called his brother, he's coming to collect him tomorrow. He's going to be buried next to his mum and dad...it's what he wanted, for the meantime he's covered up with a blanket and his favourite gun."

Blake announced to the whole group, it put our minds at ease but we were all incredibly devastated. No funeral? No ceremony? No celebration of his life?!

"Let's Go. Peaches I'll help you walk."

That was the last thing Lewis said before we all left.

-back at the house-

The house had a certain type of aura when we all arrived back and settled in. There was a hole. Lewis wasn't gracing our presence like he used to, no more laugh, no more weird stories, no more flirtatious acts...towards you obviously. The house was different. It would never be the same again. Ever.

Currently, Connor was chain smoking outside, his legs haven't stopped shaking since the awful news of seonghwa's death. Blake, Nathan and Jason were cooking some ramen and making small talk. Lewis has isolated himself in his room, Sam was in the bathroom cleaning. But he didn't specify what he was cleaning.

Amare and I were sitting in silence in our shared room, he occasionally looked at his phone but ninety nine percent of the time he was staring up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.

You could only think about one thing and that was the kiss earlier. It was so...magical. Something about it triggered something in you.

"Amare ...you never let me finish my sentence."

His head turns lazily towards you, his eyes looked dead inside.

"Here's your chance. Finish it."

"Lewis said you were playing me and stringing me along. He said you had a history of it."

The boy sat up on his elbows.

"Ahh classic. Maybe I'm not playing you, but Lewis is."

You nearly choked on your saliva, why would he? You're so confused right now.

"Let me explain, it's incredibly obvious he likes you, he's making up rumours about me so you distance yourself, then that'll make him look like the angel that saved you from Amare's little games. For your information, I've never had a girlfriend."

He looked pissed. Almighty pissed.

"Maybe you should go talk to Lewis, he's the one playing you sweetie."

He falls back into the mattress and begins to play a game on his phone, you had to end this once and for all, swinging your injured leg off the bed and using the good one to stand; you hopped out of his room and towards Lewis's.

I didn't even bother knocking.

"Lewis we need to- OH."

The boy had his hands down his pants, obviously having some fun. You turned your head away in embarrassment. Lewis screamed like a girl and covers himself with a blanket to save the last bit of dignity he had left.

"Have you EVER heard of the word knocking?! Jeez peaches you never learn."

He groans, you cautiously turn your head to make sure the coast was clear. It was.

"People don't knock in emergencies. We need to talk. Right now."

He throws his head back in annoyance.

"You got thirty seconds. Go."

"You're playing me. I know it. You and your big fat mouth making up lies about Amare. And apparently, you did that because you like me? News flash Lewis. I DONT. I DO NOT LIKE YOU. AT ALL."

You didn't know it, but you were slowly walking closer to him as your yells got louder, by now you sat on his bed, your leg was hurting from the amount of movement.

Lewis stares at me like a bunny in the headlights. Like you were a brick wall.

"EARTH TO LEWIS."

Time froze. One minute he was still. The next...well it was your second kiss of the day. He gripped you out of frustration, he slid his tongue into yours. And as if my magic. Dark magic. The door opens.

"Y/N your phone is ringing- oh..."

Jongho....