All I want is for a O/O that doesn’t die.

Jeremiah. What the hell was happening to him right now? He walked towards the road to find any clues that might lead him to the other boys where a-bouts.

"Took you long enough to wake up." The man replied, walking over to Jeremiah and grabbing his face roughly to look over it. Jeremiah winced slightly as he looked at the man's face, recognizing it was John, the man who had dated Carter when they were 13.

Colton walked over to the road and found tire marks lying on the street. It was a good of clue then any so he began to follow them. He kept checking his phone and the time, knowing he should be heading home but decided against it.

"What do you want from us, John?" Jeremiah questioned, trying to find something to cut the rope with. After a few moments of his hands groping the floor behind him, he felt a piece of glass. He immediately picked it up and began to cut the rope, wincing when he accidentlly cut himself, but he kept going.

It didn’t take long for the tire marks to lead Colton to an old building. He swallowed a lump in his thoat before trying to find an open window or an easy door to climb through. He eventually found a door missing and crawled through that quietly.

Jeremiah finally managed to cut the ropes but didn't dare let go of the piece of glass or move his hands. At least not until John had turned over and headed to Carter. He then quietly stood up, glancing at his wrists which were bloody, before walking behind John. "Hmm, you want to hear about something that's going to be on the news tomorrow?" John asked, a small smile on his face as he looked at Carter, even though he knew Jeremiah was behind him. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have found shocking news that says that says Jeremiah Carter is a murderer. He had killed John Cook, a innocent man who had dated his twin sister named Carter when they were 13. Now he is currently on the run and we want to warn the citizens to look out for him and call the police if you ever see him."

Colton’s eyes widened in shook. Quickly hiding behind a pillar where he could see and hear the scene unfolding in front of him. Did this guy forget to take his meds or something? Why would you want to frame someone for murder but then again he was insane.

"And-oh-I've just found out that John had managed to escape. Also, he had killed Jeremiah and Carter so we're guess. Sorry for scaring you before." John finished, turning around and smiling mischievously at Jeremiah. "How does that sound?" He asked. Jeremiah just stood where he was, not sure what to do at all.

Colton knocked a box over, just enough to be a distraction from whoever this John guy was. Come on you asshole, come over here. He hoped Jeremiah had enough time to get his sister out.

Jeremiah looked up when he heard a box fall over and saw the man from before. "C-Cole? What are you doing here?" He asked. John also looked up and saw Colton. "Who the hell are you?"

“Well, I was curious as to where you went in such a worried state and uh, saw you get knocked out so I couldn’t just leave you with this maniac.” Cole shrugged.

"I-But-What? I am a mere stranger to you," Jeremiah quickly sputtered out. John sighed annoyingly. "I don't give a shit who he is to you, make him leave before I slit his throat." He told Jeremiah quietly.

"Yeah well, I'm a nice person when I want to be, plus you're cute and seem to have a cool personality so," Cole shrugged a shoulder, slipping his hands in his pockets, "Am I not allowed to help?"

(Kyle…?)

Jeremiah's face flushed slightly at the compliment. "N-No, you can't help. I don't want you getting hurt because of me," He quickly stuttered out, glancing at John to make sure he wasn't going to do anything to Cole or Carter.

(Whoops, brain is still waking up, sorry)

Again, Cole shrugged, "I've been hurt enough to handle it I'm sure," He sighed, "What even is going on here in the first place?"

(Lol it's fine)

"I don't know. Also, leave. Please. I really don't want you getting hurt," Jeremiah kept looking at John, not sure what he was going to do. "Tick tock, time is ticking, Jeremiah," John said, taking out his knife with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Too bad, I don’t want you getting hurt either.” He glanced somewhat nervously at Carter, “I’m not leaving you with a psychopath.”

"But-Why do you care for me?" Jeremiah asked, confusing etched across his face.

“Why does anyone care at all?” He shrugged, “You telling me I can’t?”

"No-not really. I-just-can you leave? Please?" Jeremiah asked, his voice sounding a bit urgent.

Cole frowned a little. He didn't want to leave but maybe he should, "Fine… I'll go…"

"Thanks," Jeremiah said. He turned around to see what John was going to do now and he was still playing with his knife.

Cole backed away, slowly and buying his time. Once he was out, he didn't stray far.

(Srry again!)

"There, I got him to leave. Now, what were you talking about before?" Jeremiah asked, glancing at Carter and smiling at her reassuringly. John rolled his eyes and went over to Carter to untie her. "Just to make it fair, I'm going to give you three seconds to run, if you don't manage to make it out then I'll either use my knife or my gun to kill you."

No matter how much Cole wanted to run in there and stop this guy, he couldn’t. He had to wait it out.

Carter looked at Jeremiah for a millisecond before sprinting off, Jeremiah soon joining her. "One." John yelled, watching them with a smirk on his face. Why had Carter even wanted to date this guy?

Cole started to panic.

The twins eventually reached a door and since Carter had been ahead of Jeremiah, she tried to open it but it was locked. "Of-fucking-course." He tried to kick the door but it didn't work so he ran into the door, hoping it would work.

Colton jumped a little at the crash that ensued, "Need any help?" He asked, grabbing a piece of metal to help pry the door open.

"When did you get here?" Jeremiah asked, quickly wiping at a small cut and wincing a bit in pain. "And also, any help would be useful."