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“Yeah. Me neither.”
“There are other things in this world that we can talk about,” I say. “Plenty of topics that don’t involve #HT or Holden or anything even remotely close to it.”
“Yes, like cooking.”
“Like…cooking, sure.”
“Ooooh,” Jamie says, turning on the volume. “You have to watch this cook off with me Daniel!” On the screen two celebrity chefs pose with their chef hats and their pans. But all I can see is her. Jamie, sitting with her feet underneath her on the couch, engrossed in watching the cook off so she doesn’t even notice that I’m watching her. How can anyone with half a brain even consider the possibility that someone like her could do something so horrible?
That’s when it dawns on me.
I’m still in love with her.
The Dark Storm
SEBASTIAN
“I can’t watch this,” I say and turn my back to Teague when the doctor starts stitching Teague’s face. “How can you be so careless, Teague?”
“It was just a stupid fight,” Teague says.
“Yeah, it was stupid alright.”
Teague says nothing.
Outside, I s
ee a familiar face through the glass walls, looking for someone. He glances at me and smiles.
“That’s not Vince,” Teague says.
“Good on you, Teague! You’re smarter than I gave you credit for.”
I leave Teague in there and head out of the room and the smell of antiseptic lessens and my head clears up just a little. “Liam,” I say the minute I see his face. “Look, I’m sorry if Steve had to become part of this, I wasn’t planning on things to go this badly!”
“Sebastian,” Liam says. “I’m not here to complain. Steven told me your friend was in trouble and I came by to see if you needed any help.”
“You’re not pissed?”
“Of course not,” Liam says. “Now tell me what happened.”
I take a seat on one of the chairs in the waiting room and Liam sits next to me. “Do you really want the truth?” I ask. “I don’t know if I want you to become part of this, Liam.”
“What kind of friendship would it be if it wasn’t based on honesty?”
“Wow, you brought out the big guns.”
“Come on,” Liam says. “Out with it. What’s going on?”
“Teague recently got into the habit of going to underground fights,” I tell Liam. “And well, he’s become part of a few fights and I knew it was going to end badly. I kept telling him and Teague kept saying he would stop but Teague…well, he never listens. So, tonight, he may have severely injured the man he was up against. I mean, I saw the guy and he…he wasn’t doing well.” An image of the man’s torn-up face and the ever-increasing bruise come to my mind and no matter how much I try to shake it off it won’t go away.
“So, how’re you planning to handle this?”
In the distance, I see Vincent walking toward us. “Well,” I say to Liam. “Teague’s cousin Vincent is a cop. We’ll talk to him and see what he says I guess.”
“Sebastian,” Vincent says when he reaches the waiting area. “Where’s Teague?”
I gesture toward the room and Vincent waves to Teague. I don’t see Teague’s response but I can see Vincent’s and it’s not good. “What the hell did he get himself into now?”
