JEREMY'S POV
I was flipping pissed, my mood was raw on the voltages of anger I had been tapped high on. I was going to fucking kill Jordan.
"You couldn't have fucking taken my side? You were okay with watching your psycho brother kill me?" I swore at Jayden.
"Maybe if you stopped riling him up, you wouldn't even need saving in the first place." He threw back at me angrily.
"I didn't freaking need saving. I just didn't want to take the killing blow." I defended myself.
For whatever bullshit reason I really hadn't wanted to kill Jordan. I was hoping that he would come to his senses eventually and all of that would be over, but I guess I was wrong. That bastard is more animal than he is human.
"What the hell even happened? I was out for all of ten minutes and next thing you're at each other's throats?" He pushed his hand through his hair in frustration and then turned to face me a second time. "What did you say to him?"
"Of course it was me who started it. No way your pre
