Chapter 22

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Will

That bastard, how could he? My best mate. I step into the lift and Finn does after. I make no eye contact with him and stubbornly stare ahead. The doors close and it starts descending.

Why would he do that to me?! The violent tension in the area rises. Finn tries to break it awkwardly, confused. "So, um. The... Uh, the weather is nice today."

I ignore him, not even flinching. He tries to steal the girl I like and now this idiot talks about the damned weather? I want to yell and punch him, but I am too shocked to do anything.

He better back off from Remi Hood.

"Will, what's up, man?" Finn observes me, concerned. "Is it a bad stomach ache?"

I'll make your freaking stomach ache, Finn. The doors open and I step out into the lobby, race walking.

"Why are you walking so damn fast?" Finn follows me. I stop to a halt and face him. The confusion on his face is almost believable.

Almost.

"Wait... Are you jealous?" I snap out of my thoughts to see Finn smirking knowingly.

"Of what?!" I reply, playing dumb, to which he just smiles and walks ahead of me.

I'm not jealous, am I? It's not like Remi likes Finn or anything. I'm just mad at him for stealing my girl. MY girl.

I grumpily walk after him towards the parking lot. "I'm driving." I announce.

"You can once you cool your jets and talk to me." Finn tells me, pissing me off more. Who does he think he is?

Too stubborn for my own good, I don't let go. "I'm. Driving." I repeat myself, a bit more loudly.

"No."

First he gets all comfy with Remi, hugging her when he knows his best friend is crazy about her, where is the fucking bro code? And now he won't even let his so-called chum drive. Am I a puppet to him?!

"Did you really just growl at me?" Finn laughs. All I want to do right know is punch his pretty face that Remi seems to find attractive. Maybe if I destroy his face, Remi won't like him...

Impulsively, I punch him. Hard.

I watch as blood slowly spills out of his mouth, his jaw almost immediately starts to swollen. My own fist aches from punching him.

"Ah, what the fuck, man?! What was that for?" Finn manages to shout, the pain visible on his face. I wince.

"Sorry."

"Sorry? That's all you gotta say?!" Finn chuckles sarcastically.

"I'm driving." I simply say, heading towards the car. Before I can take another step forward, Finn grabs my coat to face him.

"What's wrong with you?!" He yells at me in fury, blood staining his clothes, his jaw red and swollen. I smirk, Remi won't find that pretty anymore...

Finn punches my nose just as hard.

I struggle to breathe, losing concentration, the sharp pain on my nose getting worse. I can taste the continuous blood flowing out of my nostrils.

I glare at Finn, who glares right back at me. Before I can comprehend what I'm doing, I'm on him, punching him anywhere I can. Finn strikes back, earning myself a blow to my gut. One second I'm on top of him, the next he's on top of me, both of us too stubborn to stop.

"Woah, what the hell are you boys doing?!" Someone says in the distance but I don't give a fuck.

Finn manages to jab his elbow to my stomach, I knock him off me, his head slamming against the floor, who stands up and strikes a heavy punch to my body. Just as I'm about to hit him, a man steps in between us. I try to loosen his grip on me but I fail miserably. Finn tries to punch me but the man holds him with one hand and with the other me.

Finn's glaring at me with rage breathing heavily, bruises and blood all over him, looking like a maniac and I'm sure I look just like him, I glare back, both of us not paying any attention to the man between us.

"Jeez get a hold of yourselves, FBI agents my ass."

I finally look at him, my mouth drops open to see the disapproving look that is given to Finn and I, none other than by Richard Hood.

"I'm taking you both back into the hospital to mend yourselves." He drags us both, I avoid making eye-contact with Finn and I'm sure he's doing the same.

Shit... What did we just do? What was I thinking? When did I become so violent? I'm no monster...

Am I?

If Noah finds about this...

Fuck.

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