Page 67 of Twisted Fate

I should’ve done it to make a point.

He gritted his teeth, watching me with irritation.

“I know how crews work is all I’m saying, Aurora. You’re getting too fucking close.”

“Close? I’m basically all the way in,” I shot back angrily, moving to storm past him but he grabbed my arm gently.

“What does that fucking mean?”

I felt slightly happy as I spoke, knowing it would piss him off.

“It means they want me in. All the way in.”

“Skeet knows about this?” He snapped back at me, but I just glared at him, not understanding why he even started the stupid argument to begin with.

I wasn’t doing anything wrong by hanging out with Diesel.

“He knows, but he’s a little pissy about it,” I replied curtly, yanking back from him and walking downstairs, making sure to stomp my feet a little harder than necessary.

Yeah, I could be a petty fucking brat when I wanted to be, but fuck him.

Jensen watched me with concern when I stormed in, Lukas behind me as he continued to argue with me.

“You can’t be all the way in! You’re a woman for starters, but you’ll get yourself fucking killed! Is that why Slash is up your ass lately? He’s been sucking you into this bullshit?”

“Back off, Lukas,” I warned, but he kept going like I knew he would.

“Fuck no. You think Skeet’s going to just welcome you into the crew with open arms? You know he hates you being around it with one foot in the door, let alone two. Ever since you offed Liam, you’ve started losing your mind, Rory. Do you understand what happened? You actually fucking murdered someone for Slash. The same guy who beat you in front of Skeet who couldn’t do shit about it. Slash is going to get you killed or thrown in jail, and for what? Some free coke? Or is he giving you something better than coke, huh?” He growled, the room falling silent as my face fell.

My hand cracked across his cheek hard, echoing through the house as I seethed at him, moving back to stop myself from giving him another one.

“Fuck you, Lukas.”

Jensen stepped between us, lifting his hand to run his thumb over Lukas’s reddened cheek, making me snort.

“Fuck you too, Jense. He fucking deserved that.”

Lukas glared at me, hurt and anger in his eyes.

“Do you not see how fucked up in the head you’ve gotten? You just hit me over nothing.”

Oh, hell no.

“Nothing? You called me a whore for no reason, all because you can’t control me!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air with frustration.

“You don’t belong in a crew. Are you stupid? You’re going to get killed! Stop being a crazy bitch and just take the advice for once in your life!” He suddenly yelled back at me, his words fuelling the fire inside me.

He did well not to startle as I grabbed him and shoved him back into the wall, but I saw the fear as it flickered in his eyes when I pulled my knife out and held it against his throat.

I tried hard to keep my shit together, but he’d overstepped big time.

“You think I’m a whore? Someone you can control whenever you please? News flash, Lukas, you can’t control shit. You don’t trust me to make the right choices around Slash or his crew? Fine. You and I are fucking done.”

He sneered at me as Jensen tugged me back gently before I could actually cut him, but I shook free from his hold and gave him a scowl.

“I’m going, I’ll see you later.”

Jensen met my gaze with a sorry look on his face for appearing to side with Lukas.