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"My name is Kenny. Ask Crow. Only call if it's an emergency, Charlie, this is a busy line. Oh and I won't tell anyone just yet about your little chat with Liam, or this one." The man chuckles.
The line disconnects at the same moment I throw my phone down and look around the room, wondering if there are hidden cameras. That can't be right though. This is Victor's home. Despite the fact that he hadn't ever told me so, I had no doubt that it was protected both physically and through any forms of hijacked technology. It has to be. All members, specifically those in the inner circle, are protected ferociously.
I pick my phone up again before realising that it must be the phone that's been hacked. It has to be. WhoeverKennyis, why is he willing to cover for me? It makes no sense.
The last ten minutes has left me with more questions than answers. I rub a hand over my eyes, the exhaustion of the last few weeks finally hitting me. My whole body feels completely drained. I take a seat on the sofa, knowing that one way or another, I need to find some answers to the various questions I have. Who put the mark on me and how the hell do I make it go away? What is Liam's endgame in all of this? What is Crow lying about? Where is Gray? And finally, what on earth am I supposed to do with the two of them? Can I really be with them both? Is it possible or will it end with all of us heartbroken?
I take to Google on my phone, uncaring any longer about whether or not my phone has been hacked, ifKennycan cover for the phone calls, he can cover for this too. Or not. I don't care anymore.
I search up the O'Banians. There are so many news articles but every single one I click on seems to have so little information on. And then the articles start disappearing. I mean, literally disappearing. I click on each article and then my phone turns off. I turn it back on, search it up again, and the article will be gone. I do the same thing four times before realising that it ishim. It has to be. That's how he knew about the phone call with Liam and it's how he's doing this. It has to be. Does that mean Crow really does have something to do with the O’Banians, or is there another reason why Kenny or whoever else is attempting to stop me finding out more? Is there another reason? Maybe these O'Banian dudes are just really bad news, but that didn't seem like enough of a reason. Or is he just toying with me?
I press the call button again, this time ready to give this Kenny guy a mouthful rather than a nervous few questions.
"I told you to call if there was an emergency. I'm not an agony aunt, Charlie,” the mystery voice says down the phone. I can hear the amusement in his voice.
"Why are you playing with me? Who are the O'Banians? And what gives you the right to decide what I do and don't get to see onmyphone?" I whisper-scream at him, feeling my heart rate rise with frustration.
"Women are so dramatic. Maybe I'm doing it for your own good. Go and wake Crow up and ask him. I'm a gossip, but I'm not allowed to be right now, so sadly I can't tell you anything. Nighty night, nosy."
"You're a dick,” I seethe before hanging up again, hearing his cackle-like laugh before I do.
Maybe I shouldn't have called him a dick. I might actually need him at some point. Well, shit.
Twenty-Two
"If it's happening, I'm going,” I insist as I rummage around Victor's bookshelf looking for the book I was reading last night. I swear he's hidden it from me. Well, probably not, but I have no other solution as to where it's gone so I'm blaming him.
"You can't. Do you have any fucking idea how dangerous it is for you, Char?” Crow remarks, throwing his hands up in the air in frustration.
"He's right. It's not safe. I'm sure we can think up a way for you to have fun here,” Victor tells me, flirting between the line of being serious and sexy as he takes a step towards me and places his hands on my hips.
I dip away from him, knowing that if I let either one of them touch me that I'll cave.
"No. You'll both be there! How much more protected can I be?" I ask them, knowing it's a low blow but also well aware that they'll take it as a hit to their ego if they have to say they can't protect me.
"Charlie, if me and Mr Kiss My Girl agrees, you know I have to be right." It's back to Crow. They're tag teaming me. Against me.
"Mr KissOurGirl,” Victor corrects him.
The simple correction gives me flutters, sending me into a girly dizzy spell that fills me with the same love and adoration that they've both centred around me since the declaration of care. Well.
"Will you stop and listen to us for a minute, Charlie?” Victor says as he stops me in my tracks and backs me up against Crow. I'm in a sandwich. I'm the filling. My mind takes even that thought into a dirty frenzy, but I stop myself before I start something I know will end with me vulnerable and agreeable.
"You can touch me up all you like but I'm still going,” I tell them.
No one thought the party would still be going on tonight but since it is, I want to go. I get that it could be dangerous, though with the heightened security, I imagine everything will be fine. After last week’s attack, I hardly imagine they'll be scrimping by on protecting the Club.
"I just want one night to be a teenager. Everything is so chaotic right now, I just need one night. That's it. I've never even been to a real party. Please,” I turn as I finish, hating that I'm begging them. I know they're worried, and I get why they are, but that doesn't change my motivation to go.
They eye one another steadily before Victor relents and nods at Crow.
"Fine, but you do not leave our side, do you understand?" Crow asks. I hardly let him finish before I'm nodding enthusiastically at them both and running off to find my book again. I need to read. Then I can get ready.
"Not once, I swear." I smile as they simultaneously shake their heads in defeat.
The book is under the cushion. That's weird. I pick it up before skipping into Victor's bedroom to pick something to wear. I had asked Crow to go and get my clothes earlier this morning. It wasn't hard to tell that he didn't know what to bring so literally grabbed a few handfuls out of each of my drawers and hoped for the best.
It's now that I'm away from them that I wonder why I haven't mentioned the phone call with Liam.
