Syn's Deep In My Blood - Book 2

Psycho, Groupie, Cocaine, Crazy

We were silent all the way from the police station back to the hotel. I was expecting Brian to come to pick us up and start the lecture before breakfast, but Matt showed up instead, with their lawyer and the money to bail us out. I couldn't look any of them straight in the eye. Now that I was completely sane and sober, I could finally admit how reckless and childish Jimmy and I acted last night. But as I looked inside his eyes, he seemed peaceful and happy again, even after spending the entire night chatting with me and awake in a jail cell, so there's no way I can regret anything. We are good and made for each other, and that's a fact I can't deny.

"We agreed to move out from that hotel last night after the trouble we caused. I mean, you two caused. So you go pick up your stuff in your rooms, and I'll take you where the others are. You have 20 minutes." Matt was dry as a desert, using his best demanding tone over us. I agreed with my head. Jimmy wasn't listening. He was falling asleep on my shoulder.

When the cab parked in front of the hotel, the sun was shining bright on a man leaning on the front stairs of the entrance, with his aviators, dressed in black and the angriest expression I've seen. Too soon to talk about escaping from Brian.

I woke Jimmy up with a kiss on his cheek, and we headed out of the car embraced. I wished Brian would just turn his back and go away, but of course, he wasn't there just for that. He was waiting for us to rub his fury on our faces.

As we got closer, he started climbing down the stairs quickly and walking towards us with heavy steps. And when I finally realized how pissed he was, he was coming directly after Jimmy.

I didn't think twice. I got in the middle of them and held Brian back with my palms on his chest before he could get near Jimmy.

"You son of a bitch..."

"Brian, calm down. We can explain..." I tried.

"Explain???" he laughed. "You better have a damn good explanation for why you two ended up in MY room and burned MY stuff!" he was pointing at Jimmy, trying to reach him through me, but I wasn't really willing to let him win.

When I felt Jimmy touching my back, I had to back him out, too, controlling each of them with one of my hands. Fuck, this is getting out of my control.

"MY FAVORITE HAT, MAN! I'm pretty sure it was you, wasn't it? It's so fucking typical of you..."

"And you thought leaving us in jail for one night would be a fair punishment? Awn, so fucking typical of you." Jimmy mocked him and started laughing. I had to use more of my strength than I was used to for a morning to keep them apart.

Matt, where are you when needed? I could see he was waiting inside the cab, only watching everything without moving a muscle.

"We're buying you a new hat, alright!? CHILL OUT, YOU TWO!!" those shouted words were enough to make them stop trying to pass through me.

"You damn right you are!" Brian pointed to Jimmy again but keeping his distance.

"I don't owe you anything, and you know it." Jimmy replied in a soft but threatening tone, which made Brian take his aviators off and exhale really heavily with an ironic smile printed on his face. When I thought they were done with the stupid fight, Haner caught me unprepared and jumped toward Jimmy again, trying to take me out of his way this time.

"BRIAN, CUT IT OUT! CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A SECOND, PLEASE?!" I held his torso back, and he backed off for good, turning his back to both of us. I turned to Jimmy with relief and mumbled: I'll be right back, don't worry.

I led him to the corner of the street where Jimmy could see us but not really hear and stared at his enraged eyes for a few seconds, trying to figure out a good way to apologize. But he was fucking impatient.