“I thought you needed to get some bits?” Hayden asked.
I looked over at him, and he clearly noticed my expression.
“You good, man?” he asked.
No. I wasn’t good.
Pretty sure I was broken.
I’d had that all my life, and I’m pretty sure that was what led me to underground fighting and the Organisation. Something totry and help with all this chaos that frantically ran around inside me.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
13
Sebastian
Present
“Ok, what’s wrong? I don’t like how quiet you’re being. It’s weird,” Hayden said.
“Nothing’s wrong.” I lit a cigarette and took a drag.
We’d arrived at the Organisation about twenty minutes ago, and I hadn’t really said much to him the whole journey here.
“I thought broody Sebastian had left and happy Sebastian was here to stay,” he joked.
I glared at him.
“Look at me all you want, but you’ll tell me eventually, so let’s get it out of the way.”
I let out a heavy breath and took another drag.
“Aria invited Callum fucking Brown to dinner on Friday.”
“Oh shit,” Hayden blurted out.
I took another toke and blew the smoke out. “Apparently, it was a coincidence, and they just so happened to be in the same shop. I don’t believe that one bit.”
Fire burned in the pit of my stomach just thinking about him, and I clenched my fist to try to control it.
“I’m guessing you didn’t tell her you knew him.”
“Like fuck. She doesn’t need to know about this place.”
“You agreed to dinner, didn’t you?” His face lit up with amusement as he tried to suppress his laugh.
“It’s not funny, Hayden. She told me he meant a lot to her.” I took another drag and stubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray, then grabbed another and lit it.
“They spent four years together in an intense situation. I can imagine they were close, and he clearly cares for her to get her out of Leeds.”
I sat up in the chair. “I care about her.”
Didn’t he realise how much I loved her and all I ever wanted to do was keep her safe and protected from this shitty world? From all of this?
“I never said you didn’t, but you can’t protect her from everything. She’s not that teenage girl anymore.”
I fucking could, and I would. I’d burn this fucking world to the ground if it ever laid a finger on her.