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“You’re right, I should visit and ask myself.” He grins. “After all, we’re dating.”
“Or I can beat you up.” I smile back.
“Fine. Get all that energy out. The faster you’re finished, the sooner I’ll go to her.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Astor? Since when do you care about her this much?”
“Since you don’t care, mon ami. I’m all for tortured heroines.”
A sigh rips from me. “It’s not what you think.”
“Then tell me what I don’t think.”
I considered doing that since he started being a little fucker about this whole situation. After all, Aiden and Cole know. I only told Aiden on a drunk night, and Cole figured it out on his own.
Astor, however, has a big mouth. If he knows, she will, and I don
’t have any state of mind to deal with that.
“You’ll tell her.” I lift a shoulder.
“If it’s something about her, then damn straight I’ll tell her.” He pauses. “Attend une seconde. The others know?”
“Define know.”
“What the fuck, Knight? I tell you all my shit.”
“And I don’t publish it on the Daily Mail, unlike you, fucker.”
“Well, since we’re at it.” He smiles his innocent but secretly evil smile as he stands up. “I told her about the rehab, leaving the country, and oh, that you always watch her.”
“What. The. Fuck.”
He glances back at me. “You know what? I’m taking her away, Knight. It’s done.”
One moment, I’m sitting there, the next, I jerk up, crash with him to the ground, and start beating him up. This time, he doesn’t stay still and he fights me as well. We roll around, wrestling and hitting each other. A table falls and something breaks, but we don’t stop.
“You’re supposed to be my friend, my fucking friend.” I punch him.
“And you’re supposed to be better than this.” He punches me.
I don’t know how long we go at it, but it’s long enough that I lose the feeling of my fists and Ronan’s mouth and nose become bloodied. Mine is probably the same, considering the burn in my bottom lip.
We fall back on the carpet, lying side by side, breathing harshly in the silence of the room.
“I’m just disappointed in you,” Ronan says in the most serious tone I’ve heard on him. “I hate seeing you hurt her and being hurt in return. What the fuck are you? A masochist?”
I laugh, but it’s humourless. “Probably, yes.”
“Your mum left because your dad hurt her. How can you repeat the cycle, connard?”
“Believe me, it’s not the same.”
“How so?”
I release a sigh, and I’m about to cave in and just let it all out. I might have grown up with Aiden and Cole, but Ronan is the closest to me. We always gravitated towards each other like Aiden and Cole did. It’s nature. And ever since Ronan told me his deadly secret a few years back, I connected to him more than ever before.
The only reason why I haven’t told him my secret is because, unlike me, he really doesn’t keep his mouth shut.
