All The King's Horses And All The King's Men

three - 'man, just let me dip.'

Well this is going to go oh so absolutely wonderfully.

I slammed my head down onto the cold metal table and huffed a deep breath of frustration. As soon as I get out of here I'm getting messed up. As soon as I get out of whatever this is.

I slowly lifted my head back up and stared Zach straight in the eyes. He was already looking at me with concern etched onto his face.

"When do I leave?" I mumbled, surcumbing to the fact that there was no way I'm getting out of this.

Not yet anyways.

"Well, Dean will have to take you to your house first to gather your things and then you can go with him, back to your new house."

Ah yes, my lovely new house in Chester 200 miles away. Perfect!

I hummed in affirmation and made my way over to the door. Zach sat there staring at me for a second, before snapping out of his daze and unlocking it.

I walked straight out of that room and made no move to find Dean.

For one, I might act tough, but the whole family aspect of it scares the living shit out of me.

Two, if he leaves now I can wait for Theo to get out, no matter how much I dread it I am excited to see him, we can take the money we've been hiding from Marcus and get the fuck out of here.

Three, I don't want to move to fucking Chester!

I carried on walking until I reached the exit and of course, to my luck, I heard a shout of my name.

Man, just let me dip.

I turned my head, and glared at Zach who was stood there with a very serious looking Dean Rodriguez.

Fuck you, Zach.

I took a minute to scan Dean from head to toe, and if I weren't who I was, I would have pissed my pants.

He stood at around 6'3 with no expression, not anger or happiness, and it looked like he was trying to deduce me. I held up my poker face and scanned him.

He wore a black suit with sharp shoulders, he had rings on multiple fingers and a silver nose ring, contrasting with his black ear piercing.

His hair had no style to it, but still managed to look okay.

I looked back up to meet his eyes and saw one of my own shocking emerald eyes staring right back at me. My other eye is a caribbean blue, but I can see now where my green eye is from.

"What, Zach?" I harshly inquired, when he made no move to speak.

"Uhm, w-well you're supposed to b-be going with Mr Rodri-Rodriguez to uhm...get your things." He stuttered out. It was clear he was scared of Dean, and I can't lie, it was quite amusing.

Besides, if he's my big brother then what harm is he doing to do?

I narrowed my eyes and skimmed them from Dean to Zach, neither of their eyes leaving me once.

Slinging my backpack over my shoulder, and turning my head back to the front, I carried on walking.

If he wanted me to come 'home' that bad, he'd have to come and make me go.

In the background, I heard Dean give Zach a quick thanks and then swift footsteps towards me. Ugh, take a hint, jackass.

That didn't stop me from walking, though. If he wanted so badly to come with me he can. Nobody's stopping the guy.