Jason's hands started to shake in anger as his finger inched towards the trigger. He wanted Vincent dead for what he did to Riley. He fucking destroyed her and he didn't give a shit about it. He hurt his entire family and for that he needed to pay.

"He's not worth it Jason," said Lance, as he attempted to get up into a sitting position. "Don't stoop to his level."

At that moment three police cars came skidding to a halt on the front lawn with multiple officers getting out and drawing their weapons.

"Police! Put the gun down," shouted one of the officers. They were surrounded by five other cops by this point, all pointing their guns in Jason's direction but Jason's eyes were only focused on Vincent.

"Go ahead, shoot me boy!," said Vincent. "Or maybe you want to hear about the amount of times I shoved my cock in that tight pussy of hers. She was so fucking wet for me," he grinned as he watched Jason shake in anger.

Jason wanted to fucking kill him. He wanted nothing more than to end Vincent's life for what he did. He destroyed Riley's innocence and he deserved to die.

"Don't do this," said Lance moving closer to Jason. "If you kill him what will happen to Riley? She needs you there for her and so does Noah. It won't help if you're behind bars."

Jason grunted in frustration. The officer was right. He needed to be there for his sister and brother. And as much as he wanted to he couldn't take a life, even if it was Vincent's. That wasn't who he was and it wasn't the example he wanted to set for his family.

"You know what," said Jason. "I think I would rather let you rot in prison." And with that he dropped the gun to the ground.

The police officers swarmed, tackling both Vincent and Jason to the ground.

"Wait, wait," called out Lance. "Let this one go," he pointed in the direction of Jason.

The officers on top of him hopped off and immediately went to assist two officers who were having a hard time getting Vincent into handcuffs. It took three officers to finally restrain him and lead him to the back of a police car.

"You're fucking dead Jason. And that bitch is still mine," shouted Vincent as he was being forced into the police car.

Jason got up off the floor before his head snapped back to the car parked in the driveway.

Riley!

Running over he flung open the back seat of the car to find Riley still laying there, eyes open, staring off into nothing in particular. She looked battered and bruised but he knew the reasoning behind her blank stare were the drugs still coursing through her veins.

"Fuck! I need an ambulance," shouted out Jason as Lance walked up behind him. Jason grabbed Riley out of the car, picking her up in his arms as she whimpered against his chest. He found it difficult to maneuver with his hands still cuffed together but he didn't care, he just wanted Riley close to him.

"It'll be here in a few minutes," said Lance.

"And Noah needs help," said Jason frantically, already moving in the direction of the house.

Lance attached his hand onto Jason's shoulder to stop him. "A couple of officers are in there getting him down now. It'll be okay."

Jason's shoulders slumped slightly in relief while still holding Riley tightly against his chest. "Thanks officer ...umm."

"Lance."

"Lance," repeated Jason. "I don't understand how you knew we were in trouble, but thank you."

"Riley called me actually. We met on the plane when I brought her back home," replied Lance. "I'm just sorry I didn't figure it out earlier but she's a tough one," said Lance as he swept a stray piece of hair from her face.

Jason and Lance looked up as two ambulances rolled up in front of the house. Jason rushed over to one of the paramedics, calling for attention as they hurried to get out a stretcher. He placed her down gently as the two paramedics began to look over her.

"She's been drugged," said Jason. "Heroin mixed with Ecstasy."

Standing next to Riley, while the paramedics attended to her, he noticed a police officer walk over to him with a set of what looked to be lock picking tools.

"Let me get those for you," he motioned to the handcuffs around his wrists. Lifting up his hands it only took the officer less than a minute to have him free from the handcuffs. It was only then that Jason noticed how bad his wrists were from trying to get free but he didn't care much about himself right now.

Jason was just about to hop in the back of the ambulance when he sighted Noah being hauled out on stretcher. Looking over to Riley and then back to Noah he was torn. He wanted to be with them both. He wanted to make sure they were both safe.

Feeling a pat on his back his turned around to find Lance. "It's okay, I'll go with Riley," said Lance. "I've got to get checked out myself but don't worry, I'll keep her safe."

Taking one last look at Riley, Jason patted Lance on the back. "Thanks man," he said before heading off in the direction of Noah.

The last thing he heard as he walked away was officer Lance speaking to the paramedics which left a vile taste in his mouth. "Make sure you get a rape kit done up on her."

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