Warning:This chapter contains violence, curse words, and material possibly sensitive for some readers. If you can not handle a scene of this nature, please skip ahead.
Jesus laid on the frozen concrete hearing someone yelling at him. Insults, slurs, felt kicks to his ribs and punches coming for his face. When he looked up to see his assailant, he got a hit to his mouth and he felt a crack from something in his mouth. He was positive it was his tooth.
Gagging on his own blood, Jesus felt the world go dark as he heard more shouting over him.
Five Hours Earlier...
"Are you almost here now?" Jesus teased as he looked at Sven lovingly on the phone. Sven smirked as he walked around his New York apartment. "I'm still in New York baby." Jesus pouted, "NO!!! You're supposed to be on your pri
