The Secrets Of Dragons: Book One

Chapter 30

"Are you sure you are alright?" Giovanni asked for the hundredth time as we exited the limousine in front of our dorms.

I did not respond.

I had effectively evaded each and every attempt Giovanni made at conversation, allowing enough time for the wheels of fortune to turn their cogs in the back of my mind. I had already produced several ways to put Abraham six feet under. I was angry with myself, for making a foolish decision for a foolish boy, but the anger I felt in that moment for Abraham trumped all. He was a fucking idiot, and he could have gotten me killed.

"Jay..." Gio started again as I slammed the door closed and the vehicle took off without pause.

"No." I stated firmly. "I have somewhere I need to be, so for the love of everything, will you fucking stay in your apartment tonight?"

"Yeah." His tone was compliant.

I knew I was being a bitch, but Giovanni knew me better than most. He gave me another sad look mixed with something like pity as Abraham's truck pulled up next to us. My arms shook with my anger, and I swallowed it down the best that I could.

"Just go inside, Gio. And don't leave." I snarled.

He retreated like a dejected puppy with his tail between his legs. For a split moment, I wanted to apologize to him, but the apology never came. I turned to face the truck as Abe rolled down the passenger window. His face gave it away and that angered me more.

"I have all your stuff." He spoke low, already knowing.

I opened the door and shuffled in, slamming the door behind me.

"Jay, look..." He started, and the sound of his voice caused my fist to fly forward, punching him straight in the jaw.

"You fucking asshole!" I shrieked like a banshee.

His hands raised up to cover himself from the onslaught of my fist. Blood dripped from his mouth, and I craved to see more. A tooth, that might calm me down. I only saw red, and I unleashed my anger in the front seat of his truck.

"I should fucking kill you!" My voice was not my own.

"Jay, calm down!" He pleaded without returning my blows.

"Don't tell me to calm down!"

"We're going to be late."

I sagged against my seat, putting as much distance between him and myself. My breathing was erratic as I watched him wipe the blood from his face. My throat still burned, reminding me of how much in this moment, I hated him.

He pulled away from the curb and remained quiet, my breathing the only sound in the entire cab besides the whir of the heat coming through the vents.

"Lee put men on your tail." He finally spoke when we reached the highway. "They've been following us for the past week. More and more have been spotted in Company territory. It was getting out of hand. Black needed to be told."

"You could have left me the fuck out of it." I snarled, crossing my arms as I turned my attention out the window.

"No, Jay, I couldn't." He insisted. "It came as a surprise to him, and he needed an explanation. I put both of our asses on the line, not just yours." He lifted his shirt, not taking his eyes off the road.

I winced.

Bruises peppered his entire torso, small and large. By the looks of the color, he was probably suffering from a few broken ribs, or more than a few. My anger flickered, trying to stay alight even as the revelation sank in.