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"Hey, sis. It's nice to talk to you too."
"Don't try to be all cute, Jagger. Where is she?"
"Are you actually accusing me of taking her somewhere and hurting her?" I ask, shocked by her accusation.
"No. I know you won't hurt her. I'm more worried about you holding her against her will."
"Jesus, Hads. What do you really think of me?"
"Well, prior to meeting Kenny, I thought you were the nice one. But she brings something out in you that makes me worry. And I hate worrying. Your twin causes me enough, I don't need you on my plate too."
"I never asked you to worry about me," I snap, getting a little pissed off that she feels like she needs to baby me.
"Conner, it's not like that and you know it. So, where are you?"
"I've locked her up in a basement. You'll never find her."
"Ha ha, very funny. Seriously, where are you?"
"At the arcade," I relent.
"Oh," she breathes, as if she's shocked we're doing something so normal.
"We're just having some fun. Forgetting about shit."
"Okay, that's... g-good."
"Yeah, it is. It really fucking is. Now, are you done with the interrogation, Mom?"
"Yeah, we're good. Just..."
"What?" I ask when she trails off.
"Don't push her too hard. Follow her lead, yeah?"
"I'm not a fucking idiot, Hads. Give me some credit."
"I know you're not. She's just... she's not in a good place. I don't want you to think that just because things are okay right now she's put it all behind her."
Irritated at her assumptions, I bark, "Whatever," into my cell and hang up on her.
The rational side of me knows that Hadley is just looking out for Kenny, and a huge part of me is grateful that she's got someone on her side who can help her when she refuses to let me in. But at the same time, I'm pissed tha
t Hadley doesn't trust that I know how to deal with Kenny. It was just the two of us for years. I know her better than I know myself. I'm the last person anyone needs to be worried about when it comes to hurting her.
I'm still staring down at my cell when Kenny returns.
"What's wrong?" she asks. When I look up, I find her brows pulled together in concern. "Are we in shit?"
"Probably, but no, that was just Hadley ripping me a new one."
"Why? You haven’t done anything wrong."
"She's just overprotective."
"Fucking tell me about it. What's her story, anyway?" Kenny asks as she falls into step beside me.
"Not my story to tell, K. If she wants you to know, she'll tell you herself," I say, not that I know the details anyway. Only Cole knows the whole truth.
