*Patrick’s pov*
Nothing was going the way it was supposed to. Phoebe was now in danger, Jayson wasn’t dead yet and now this b*llshit with Neil is erupting. I didn’t know if this was a tactic to get me to walk away from Jayson or not, either way it wasn’t going to happen. I was not going to give them another chance to attempt to kill me, f*ck that! I stayed exactly where I was, I looked around for Parker or James but neither were where they had been earlier. I couldn’t see them, but I hoped they were nearby.
From where I was standing I could see that all eyes were on Neil and Phoebe and the scene that was unfolding there. This was basically a stand off, a game of chicken without the cars to see which one of us would break first. I was in a tough position, save my sister and risk the luna
