Osa's POV
I watch in confusion as James walks towards me and roughly hauls me up, cool metal once again placed against my neck.
"Let her go." He demands.
"What? But-" He c***s his gun, and I close my eyes.
"Let. Her. Go." He grits and I guess Ben let's her go because soon I'm being pushed. I try to grab onto something and reopening my eyes, Ben catches me. Squeezing me to him, I wince slightly at the pain in my arm but it's bearable.
"Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" Ben grits.
"You've always treated me like crap." James started off. "And Caramel here understood-"
"No I didn't." James eyes go wide as his own gun is used against him, he drops onto his knees, blood pouring from his mouth and I bury my face into Ben's chest as he looks away.
"Stupid." Caramel mut
