Two Of A Kind

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Leonidas' POV

"You fucking bastard!" I shout, swinging my car door open and jumping out. That wasn't until 3 men in black suits restrained me to my spot. I try to wiggle out, but its no use when I'm outnumbered.

I let out an angry chuckle. "So this is how it's going to be?" I scoff, eyeing out the situation. Raul steps out of the car, straightening his tie.

"What, the fuck, is in that injection," I grit, seeing as he stabbed her with one. He finally lifts his gaze off the ground, moving to my eyes.

"I just wanted her asleep for our conversation son," He says to me. I scoff again, "Let them go," I order. "And then we can talk, just let them leave."

His forehead creased a little as he thought about my proposal. "We can talk as long as you like," I furthered, "If you just let them go."

He waved his arm up, and the guards let go off me. Lunging forward, I sent a forceful right hook to his face, smiling as I hear him grunt. His gaze held to the side, as he spat on the ground and rubbed his cheek.

"You touch my girlfriend again, and I will kill you," I explain almost too calmly. He let out a chuckle, "Now this is the son I need."

One by one, the cars that were once lined behind us dissapeared. I walked to the passenger window, bending forward. "Go," I told Carter. His eyes slanted, but I nodded my head, letting him know I got it under control.

Before I knew it, he drove off, Adrian following right behind.

"Let's have a talk in my car, shall we?" He suggested, does this guy think I'm fucking stupid?

"We'll talk out here," I retort calmly, straightening to my full height, keeping my posture up and ready.

The 3 men were on standby, not too far from me incase I tried to pull that shit again. God knows I just might.

Raul cleared his throat, breaking the slim silence we had. "Son--"
"My names Leonidas," I cut him off sternly.

Who does this fucker think he is? My father? Fuck off. He hasn't been here a day in my 18 years of life.
My first steps? He wasn't there.
My first words? He hell wasn't there.
My first school award? The fucker wasn't there.

As if it ain't clear enough that he wants nothing to do with me. Until now that is.

"Leonidas," He restarts, earning a slight nod from me. "I'm well aware of our relationship as of now. I'd like to fix that with you."

"Like hell you are," I grit. "When have you ever been there for me Raul?" I try to take a step closer, but the guards are blocking my way.

Some are a few inches shorter then me, but I know better than to anger them, especially while I'm horribly outnumbered.

"I see you for the first time in my whole damn life," I let out a frustrated chuckle, "And you shoot something into my fucking girlfriend. Go to hell."

I know I'm not making things easier, but what does he expect me to do? Back the fuck down and obey him like a little bitch? I think the fuck not.

"You must understand Leonidas," He replies calmly. "That was for her safety, I didn't cause any harm," He went on. And I almost believed it.

"Why now, Raul?" I sigh, "I've been alive for 18 fucking years, why now?"
He waves his arms up yet again, and the guards disappear from my view. He takes a step closer, and I realise where I get my height from.

We match each other, both 6'4 I'm guessing. He glares daggers into my soul, and I only return the glare.

"I want to know more about you, son," He replies. I scoff loudly, "Leonidas, that's my name," I remind him.

No one has called me son, and no one ever will. I'll be damned if I let this son of a bitch into my life.

"I'm sure you've met Leonardo?" He raises a brow, almost taunting me. I clench my jaw in anger, but I don't show it as much in my voice.

"I have," I say-- A little too calm. "Seems better than you," I tilt my head, taunting him back. "Look, I'm running out of time."

His lips curl into a smile, "How's your mother." I clench my jaw and fists this time, and he notices it. "Shut the fuck up about my mother," I warn him, the taunt in my eyes completely gone. Instead, it's replaced with rage.

He lets out an evil chuckle, "Always admired Aria, I truly have," He slowly backs away from me. "She's a beautiful woman--" I couldn't wait for him to finish.

I swing my left arm, reaching for his right cheek. The sound is sharp and loud. I've just punched him for the second time today. Hope he doesn't make it a third.

"If that was all, I'll be on my way," I watch him-- emotionless-- as he recoveres from the punch, a smile curling at his lips.

I straighten my shirt, fluffing off the imaginary dust that may or may not be there. Turning on my heel, I stride away. God knows where to, they've all left.

"I'll seen you soon, son," I hear him say from behind me. The fucker just doesn't give up, does he?

Ignoring his words, I pull my phone out of my pocket, quickly dialling a number.

"Leo, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Carter. Pick me up from the same highway."
"On it."

I walked down the highway. It felt strange. Normally it would be filled, car after car. Now I'm walking on it like it's a footpath.

After about 10 minutes, I saw Carters Red car speeding down. I moved to the end, and he came inbetween, coming to a complete stop.

Looking at him, I see his slightly red eyes, a sniffle escaping him every now and then.

I raise a brow at him, but he just looks at me with an expression I can't make out.

"I'm so fucking sorry man."
"What happened." It wasn't a question, it was an order to know.
"Your baby's gone."

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