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Bryce walked into the kitchen of the home and pulled his coat collar up as he noticed two men in there. It was only Ryan and Marcel but he really didn't want anyone to notice the small purple spot that had been left on his neck. Last night was awful for both him and his partner.

Mostly because half way through their little "talk" he had tore the other off him because he wasn't ready for a relationship. Maybe it was because it was the end of the world or the fact that Jonathan had him first. Either way he was certain the older was upset with him a bit. As he was walking out he heard a whisper go between the two men, "Hey is Bryce okay? He seems a bit off.."

The other didn't reply at fist and he knew that Ryan was going to brush it off like he normally did. It wouldn't be the first time he avoided problems. The blonde didn't stick around long to hear their little chat about him, in fact that's the last thing he wanted to do. As soon as he sat on the couch the men walked into the living room and stood there for a moment.

Bryce took a look at Jon who was cleaning his hand gun with a white rag while keeping his gaze locked on it. He knew the man didn't even want to look at him but it couldn't go on for any longer because they both were on the same side.

"Alright everyone listen up." Ryan called, running a hand through his brown locks. "Everyone needs to head out and split back into your group. Evan and I had a discussion yesterday to call it even between us. Um, so today everyone will go their own ways. As for my group everyone needs to gear up we're going to do a quick scout."

Bryce stood up only to have a hand placed on his shoulder and sit him back down. He looked up at Scottie and Marcel with confused eyes as they both glared daggers at him. "Everyone but you Bryce." Bryce jerked his head to the leader of the group with a shocked expression. "You need to stay here."

"What?!" Him and Jonathan both nearly yelled out. The blue eyed man stepped beside the leader and snarled, "You can't leave him here! He will just leave or take our stuff!" "Yeah you should listen to him!" "Ryan are you crazy?" The male didn't blink as he turned his attention to the other. "Which is why you're staying Jon."

Everyone turned their attention to the man who was now staring in shock with his mouth wide open. He nearly caught flies. "Are you crazy?! I ain't staying with this..this murder!" Jonathan spat only to have the brown haired male glare at him with a look of anger. "He didn't mean to kill Toonz! You know he had no choice so don't blame him! You're staying here and that's final! Basically, get everything we need as for everyone else follow me out."

Bryce stayed silent as he sat his head in his hands so he could just stare at the floor. There was no going back from this decision he had made for the sake of the man he had to kill. This was where his journey began and he couldn't change it if he wanted too. Part of him was worried.

He pulled himself off the floor and walked to the window, listening as rain tickled down the window. He could only wonder where the sun had went as he looked up into the sky with a frown plastered on his face. How his story had changed and how it would end were two very different things now but he wasn't prepared for what was set ahead of him.

His eyes landed on a baby blue ribbon that had mud on it and was torn a little on the side. This was when he realized he had let his sister down on the promise he had made. Was it all his fault?

Meg was never coming back to him..