Page 72 of Broken (#Hashtag 2)


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“Sebastian, I have to go.”

“Teague loves you,” I say, getting tears in my eyes. “He loves you, so very much you have no idea. Even now, he’s missing you and I bet he’s really hurt and wondering how to get back with you so please. Just hear what he has to say.”

And then I hang up and start drinking again.

The Door

TEAGUE

I knock incessantly and consistently until he opens it. “Teague?” Sebastian says when he sees me. I push right past him, the key that I received in the envelope still in my hand and rush towards the one locked room in Sebastian’s place.

“Teague?” Sebastian says. “What’re you doing?”

“What’re you hiding behind that door, Sebastian?”

Sebastian’s face is showing emotions that I wasn’t expecting to see. “I told you,” he says. “It’s just some random stuff. Nothing of importance—”

I take out the key and push it in.

“Teague don’t!” Sebastian says, running towards me when he realizes what I’m doing but he’s no match for my strength.

The door opens with a click.

I fumble for a light switch and turn it on.

The room gets bathed in dim lights.

“Sebastian…”

“Teague, listen to me—” but I cut him off.

All around me, plastered on every fucking wall of the room are pictures.

Of me.

“Teague, I can explain.”

“I don’t think you can, Sebastian.” I don’t know why but it’s like watching a train wreck. I can’t fucking stop.

“You know what, you’re right.”

I turn to face Sebastian and realize that he’s drunk. Like really pissed drunk like I’ve never seen him before. His eyes are all watery and swollen, bloodshot like he’s been crying for hours. “Sebastian what the hell is going on with you?”

“Fuck this,” he says. “I’m sick of keeping this secret around! Here it is Teague!” He dramatically throws his arms out and gestures to the pictures. “You know what this place is? It’s a fucking shrine. This is where love comes to die, Teague!”

“Sebastian you’re drunk.”

“So?” he says. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve had to haul your drunk ass out of bars and clubs and underground fights? Is it really so bad if I’m the one who’s drunk today for a change?”

“You’re nuts,” I say.

“Yeah, obviously!”

I start to leave because I know I need to get the fuck out of this place but I can’t do it. Seeing the way he is right now, I remember all the times in the past he’s taken care of me and this stupid secret that he’s been holding to, we’ll figure out a way around it. But even I know that’s going to be a tall order. How do you forget something like this?

“Are you leaving?” Sebastian asks. “Then leave! Please! I know I make you sick now. You wanted to know the secret so bad, here it is Teague! The secret is you.” He walks up to me. “It’s always been you.”

“Sebastian,” I say. “Sleep off the tequila and we’ll talk.”

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