Troubled Teens (Closed)

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Jasper looked towards the cabin, and hatred surged through his body fetid and breathtaking. He stroked Daso's cheek, then stood up.
"I'll be right back."
He entered the cabin, his face carefully calm and menacing as he looked down upon the girl that was curled up and cuffed on the smoldering floor.

Adrielle noticed him, but didn’t move. She pretended to be asleep. Maybe then he’d go away. And maybe her ears would stop ringing…

Jasper observed her for a moment, then moved quietly towards her and crouched next to her. He leaned in silently, then snapped his fingers right next to her ear. "I can see your eyelids moving, bitch."

Adrielle didn’t move. A dull ache was sweeping through her, though it wasn’t as bad as it had been before.

Jasper's eyes narrowed. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up. "I know you can hear me," he hissed.

“Of course I can hear you,” Adrielle said calmly, trying not to wince. “But why would I answer? You have nothing important to say, and even if you did, I wouldn’t give a shit.”

Jasper grinned, less like a smile and more like baring his teeth. His fist twisted tighter in her hair, and he raised her further up from the floor until she was dangling inches away from his face.
"My boyfriend is going to juvie because of you," he said, the menace coiling behind his words. "The only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I can't be of any use to him if I'm in juvie too. I just wanted you to know that it won't be long before I personally make sure you end up buried somewhere where nobody can find you. You will die alone and forgotten. Two months after you die, you'll be a cold case somewhere in the back of a box of police files, while your corpse decays at the bottom of a ditch. Not somewhere in nature, no. The spot of dirt that has the displeasure to cover you will be too poisoned to let anything grow."

(gtg sleep)

Adrielle coughed or a mouthful of blood from her earlier fight and spat it in his face. “Whatever you say. I don’t want anything to grow on my grave. All the plants are ugly.” She kicked him in the leg.

(nice touch with the blood)
Jasper wrinkled his nose, making a little sound of dissatisfaction as her foot made contact with his shin. "I didn't expect anything else." He stood up and let go of her hair, kneeing her in the chin as her head fell. "That's all I had to say. Have fun in juvie, pyro."
He turned and left, wiping his face with the hem of his T-shirt as he headed back to Daso.

Daso watched as Jasper approached through slightly out of focus eyes. He felt bone achingly tired and was growing more and more concerned about his own fate.

Jasper kneeled next to him, gently cupping his face. "How are you feeling?"

(i made a bunch of shitposts abt jasper and daso and posted them somewhere else do you guys wanna see)

(HELL YES I DO)
"Tired," he managed, but a thousand other words shot through his head. Ashamed, guilty, disgusting.

(what now??)

(i assume jake/jane should do something)

(yeah. in the meantime, here are the shitposts:)

(jasper: snaps at daso's friends, threatens declan because he held daso's hand Platonically, invades daso's privacy, sold shivs to the kids in his school until they almost killed each other, gets sent to the camp bc his mother is afraid of him, has anger issues, is a sociopath, all of daso's friends warn him against dating jasper
daso: uwu i met my boyfriend 2 days ago and i think he's the one!!)

(jasper: this bitch burned your photo of your sister so now i'm going to make her climb up a tree and then set the tree on fire until she either burns to death or jumps down and breaks her legs :)
daso: hey i love you but can you like not do that
jasper: but-
daso: pouts
jasper:
jasper: okay fiiine)

(jasper: hey let's go to your dad's apartment and make him tell us where your sister is
daso: he won't tell you and i dont wanna go, i might hurt him
jasper: oh it's ok, after i'm done torturing him there will be no room left on his body for you to hurt him :)
daso:
daso:
daso: ok cool let's do it)

(daso: gets a letter from his abusive dad and puts it away bc he doesn't wanna read it
jasper: reads it behind his back, then brings it to him and tells him to read it, drops several hints that he already read it without being given permission
daso:
daso:
daso: you read it out loud please, i don't wanna touch it
me: looks in the camera like in the office)

(I LOVE MY DUMBASS SON AND HIS PSYCHOPATH BOYFRIEND)

(UR SON IS AN IDIOT I'M ADOPTING HIM)

(hugs them both, then runs like hell I love them too!)

Adrielle fell coughing to the ground and massaged her head. She was glad that he had let her go without doing anything else. She wasn’t sure she could take another beating. Doing her best to stand, she leaned on the wall, taking deep breaths. She could do this.

(sorry i wouldnt be too good at it. Sarah?)

(okie dokie)

Jake stormed out of the cabin, stopping in front of the bench. He unchained Daso from the bench and dragged him roughly back into the cabin. He knew that the other kid, Jasper, would follow him. The two were always together. He glared at them both, his jaw clenching. Daso knew the look –the guy had had enough and was clearly out for blood.

"After really thinking about this," Jake snarled, "it seems the problem with this camp is the three of you. Daso, I'm the most ashamed of you, because you weren't really one of our trouble children until you met this one," he pointed at Jasper. "The three of you have caused my life to be a nightmare. So, you have two choices. Have any of you heard the saying, hell is other people?"

Jasper narrowed his eyes. "First of all, get your ugly hands off my boyfriend. Second, if you didn't want this job, why even bother? You knew you'd have to work with nasty little shits like us - not you, Daso - so why the hell are you even here?"

Jake shook his head slowly. "I thought I could really make a difference in you kid's lives, you know? But no, you kids don't respond to gentleness. Not at all. So clearly you need something much harsher." He strode to the center of the room. "I'm going to lock the three of you in here. If you kill each other, I'll say the door jammed. Your guardians signed some pretty sketchy documents which allow that to be okay. If anything can sort you out, or at the very least torture you, then that will. Your only other option is juvie."

(wait adrielle is there too right)

Jasper blinked, taken aback. "I. You'd do that? Willingly?"

(also dont forget to make daso say stuff)
( @PrettyLittlePyro_will_be_gone_this_week r u around some shit is gna go down)

"Oh, you've misunderstood," Jake laughed. "It'll be the three of you. Alone. I will not be in here with you."

Daso's eyes widened. "Why…why would you even give us a choice?"

"Because I can, and because I want to let you pick your poison," Jake snarled back.

Jasper looked at Daso. "You know what I'll do. What do you wanna do?"