“You said you want me to hurt him for you, Weston. Let me dosomething. Anything so that he doesn’t get off scot-free by blackmailing you.”
“It’sdone, Sev,” he says, his tone final. “I’m not letting him ruin the lives of over thirty other people for a personal vendetta.”
“It shouldn’t have to be this way.”
His eyes look sad. “You can find someone else to spy on now, Sev. Why keep up the act with me any longer?”
“It’s not like that, Wes. I never told Kieran a single thing. You know I wouldn’t lie to you.”
“Weston?” the nurse’s voice calls out as she pokes her head out, opening the door to the hospital room.
“That’s me,” he says.
“Noah wants you in the room with him.”
She disappears back into the room and before Wes can walk off, I reach out and clasp his hand in mine.
I bring it to my lips, kissing the back of his hand.
Niko, Ollie, Hunter, and Rayne could potentially see us. All of them are on the other side of the waiting room, but I don’t bother checking.
“This is real for me,” I tell him. “And nothing ever has been before.”
“It’s real for me, too,” he says softly.
But the blue of his eyes is still stormy, like he’s caught in anguish he can’t understand.
He pulls his hand from mine and walks off, closing the door behind him without looking back at me.
When I lookat my phone while I wait outside the room, I find that it’s littered with messages from Kieran.
Kieran: Need updates, please.
I didn’t mean to hurt Noah. Not that bad. I’ll figure out some way to pay for his medical bills.
Who the fuck was that guy? And are the Onyx dudes bribing people or not?
There was so much blood on the ground, Sev. What happened?
Call me.
I don’t want any of this.
I don’t want to give Kieran any information about Wes, or Thorne, oranythingthat happened.
I want all of this to stop.
The Onyx guys were busy ensuring that we *will* get the internship offers this year, but you were too busy flying off the handle to let me tell you.
I need to make everything right.
Fix things.
Like I always do.
But instead I’m the one who broke the person I care about most.
The person I used to hate, who I can’t hate at all, anymore.