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She doesn't so much as flinch at my interruption, but when I look closer, I see an empty bottle of something still in her grasp. She's totally out of it.
I quickly look around the room as I close the door. It looks like the person it belongs to has just gone to school. There are even some discarded clothes draped over the chair in the corner. But the reality is that Levi's little sister isn't just at school. She's gone. And she has been for a few years now.
Silently, I close the door and turn toward the correct one this time.
I take a piss before sitting on the edge of the bathtub and dropping my head into my hands.
Anger swirls inside me, fueling my need to storm over to Warren's trailer and rip him limb from limb for trying to take away my girl. My need for vengeance eats at me, and I fear that if this goes on too much longer then I'm not going to be able to stop myself. My patience only goes so far when it comes to Kenny. I really fucking hope Dad knows that.
I have no idea how long I sit there, but eventually I pull myself together and make my way back down to the kitchen.
"Everything okay?" Levi asks, his brows pulled together in concern. Maybe I really was gone a while.
"Yeah. Where's Jay?"
"He had to go, his sister called."
"Right." I sit back down, but really I know I need to leave. I just don't want to go back to the Bay knowing that the other half of my soul is here in this shithole.
Thankfully both mine and Levi's phones buzz simultaneously and gives me the perfect excuse to stay.
We both stare down at the same message. The address staring back at me ignites butterflies in my belly.
"You in?" Levi asks hesitantly.
"Fuck yeah I'm in. I fucking need this."
"I was afraid you were going to say that," he mutters as I crack my knuckles, already more than ready to go up against whoever Daz thinks is good for it tonight.
"I guess I'd better feed you then," he says, turning to the refrigerator.
"Nah, let's go and get pizza or something," I suggest. This house is depressing as fuck, and I can't imagine that Levi really wants to be here any more than I do, despite the fact that it's his house.
"Even better idea. You can drive."
We head to the other side of the Heights, closer to where tonight's fight is being held and hopefully far enough from where Warren might be. I'm all for being here and being close to Kenny, but I don't need him to know I'm sniffing around. Not yet, at least. I'm not ready for Cole to go down for first-degree murder.
"You don't need to do this, you know. You've got nothing to prove," Levi says as I hand him my shirt, ready to get into the ring.
Tonight's warehouse is just like all the others I've fought in over the years. Dark, damp, and smelling like stale sweat and death. It suits my mood perfectly.
"I do. That motherfucker needs to know what's going to happen when I get my hands on him."
"I think he's probably already aware. He's a stupid motherfucker if you ask me. He knows what you're capable of."
"Yeah, which is why I know he's got a plan. He could never take me, even when I tried training him."
"Yeah," Levi mutters, concern flashing across his face.
The guy Daz matches me up with is brutal. I have no idea where he found him but fuck, he gives me a run for my money.
I might win, but it's not by much, and by the time I stumble out of the ring after being declared the winner, I'm feeling every single punch he got in.
"Fuck, I knew you shouldn't have fought tonight," Levi chastises, wrapping his arms around my waist and helping me toward the exit.
"No, that was exactly where I needed to be," I correct him. I needed the pain. I needed to expel some of the energy that's been festering inside me for the past few days.
"You sure you're okay to drive?" he asks the second I rip my car door open and all but fall inside.
