Page 140 of Twisted Fate

I was breaking, and I knew Hunter could tell.

I didn’t want him to fucking notice how out of control I was, just in case he took advantage of my weakness.

I had no idea what his plan was, all I knew was that he wanted Rory.

His eyes were always on her, or his goddamn hands.

He was lucky that I didn’t cut them the fuck off.

We used to be closer than brothers, but I couldn’t allow myself to trust him again.

I wanted to so badly, but I just couldn’t.

I couldn’t watch him walk away from me again.

“Hey, you good?” Diesel asked, jolting me back to reality.

I scrubbed my hands over my face as I tried hard to focus.

“I’m good.”

He rolled his eyes at my stubbornness, patting my shoulder for support.

“Talk to me. What’s on your mind?”

“What isn’t? Slash, Rory, Hunter, and I’ve even got to fucking worry about Gilbert and Lukas. Why isn’t shit ever simple around here?” I muttered, a confused expression crossing his face.

“Why do you need to worry about those two?”

Fuck.

I needed to learn to keep my mouth shut.

I didn’t like the whole gay scene because I thought it was bullshit, but it wasn’t my life to worry about.

All they’d done was hurt each other anyway, not that I could tell Diesel any of that.

I’m a prick, but I’d never talk to anyone about their secret relationship crap.

It wasn’t my business, and I wasn’t sure how much of it Diesel knew already.

“Ah, nothing man. They’re just dealing with shit at home,” I replied casually, watching as the hint of a smile twitched on his lips.

“Skeeter, do you care about other people? Wow, times are changing, brother.”

Asshole.

“C’mon, you know they’re good guys. Besides, they mean everything to Rory, so I kind of have no choice but to like them. Hunter on the other hand…”

“You do know they have something going on, right? I don’t know what, but they’re close as fuck, Skeet,” he cut me off, a frown taking over my face.

What did he fucking know?

“You want to elaborate on that?”

He shrugged, appearing uncomfortable for narking on them.

“I dropped by her place this morning, and they were curled up in bed asleep together. They’re apparently not fucking or anything, but they care about each other. Should I have told you earlier? I told him to fuck off, but she got defensive.”