“What’s up, Seb?”
“Busy?” Sebastian asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.
“Yeah actually, a little.”
“I need to steal Pia.”
“Can we at least finish first?” Kohen taunted with a grin, knowing his comment would get a rise from his friend.
Sebastian huffed a breath of disapproval. “Pia?” he called into the room.
“Hey, Seb,” her mortified voice responded.
Sebastian turned to me. “I’ll deal with Kohen, go talk to Pia. Blow off some steam.”
“No. I just want to go back to my room.”
He pulled me to the side. “I don’t know what happened in there, but I can tell that you need someone to talk to right now. If you won’t talk to me, at least talk to her.”
“I can't tell her anything, anyways. You told me not to.”
“I trust her. Go ahead.”
He looked worried for me. I would tell him tonight at wielding practice what his father said to me. Right now I just…couldn't.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Okay,” I said softly, and Sebastian's lips turned up faintly at my agreement.
“I'll come back in a few hours to get you for our session.” He ran a hand up my arm for a second before dropping it back to his side.
We turned back to Kohen, still standing shirtless in the doorway. Sebastian grabbed his wrist and dragged him out. “Come on, let's go find Sawyer.”
“What the hell, man. We were in the middle of?—”
“I don't want to know what you were in the middle of.”
I slipped into Kohen's room, which looked very similar to Sebastian’s, except it lacked a bookshelf and his walls were navy blue.
Pia stepped out of the washroom, brushing her obvious post-sex hair. Concern coated her face when she saw me. “What’s going on?” she asked, climbing onto Kohen’s bed and patting the spot next to her.
As soon as I sat down, I spilled every single thing that I had been keeping from her. I had no control over the words as they flew out of me. She let me vent, listening intently to every detail I shared.
“To top it all off, I just vomited all over the castle lawn and now I’m fucking famished,” I finished, out of breath.
Pia stared at me blankly. “Woah…That’s a lot to unload.”
I flopped backwards on the bed, not caring about what she and Kohen just did on it.
“Yup,” I said flatly.
Pia laid back, too. We turned our heads to look at each other.
“Want some liquor?” she asked.
“Absolutely.”
