Studio 22 | Mary-Kate Olsen

Chapter Thirty-Six

BLUE'S POV

January 13th 2023 - New York City - Sage and Blue's Apartment

I left Mary-Kate's when Ashley arrived to take her to work. I told her I was going to grab a change of clothes from my apartment and I'd come straight to work. She was fine with this because she's the one that called me to her apartment last night. Plus the Twins are pretty relaxed when it comes to start times, as long as all our work is done by the end of the day they don't tend to have a problem with it. Though all of us respect them enough to not push the boundaries with their kindness.

I went straight to my apartment and into Sage's room when he failed to wake up I poured cold water on him. "Wake up!" I shouted and he jumped with a start, gasping for breath as he spat the water out of his mouth. "What the fuck, Sofia!" He shouted. "What the fuck right back, you dick!" I matched his volume which I don't do often. "You come in here, waking me up. What's your fucking problem?" He questioned peeling off his wet top as he got out of his bed.

"Offering MK drugs! Seriously Sage!" I asked him, narrowing my eyes at him and he smirked. He fucking smirked at me like he was amaused by what he had done. This only fueled my anger that has been brewing since I found out last night. He could have taken away everything from her. "You know what she's been through! Why the fuck would you do that?" I shoved him and he shoved me back a little too harsh and I stumbled. "Because you've been telling her our business! And she has the audacity to come round here and to tell me what I've done and what I need to do... She wouldn't have been here if you learnt how to keep your mouth shut!" He spat at me, he was maybe even more angry than I was at this moment. Maybe it was because of the wake up call or maybe he was reminded that MK practically threw away his high last night. I didn't know but he was pissed. I didn't back down though. Normally, I was the one to try and keep the peace between us when he had lost his temper. But he fucked up big time and I wasn't willing to mediate this problem peacefully. "She wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for you, I was simply being hospitable towards her...." He was being so smug about this. I can't believe how much he's changed.

"Gosh, I knew you lost a few brain cells these past few years but I didn't think you had killed every cell in your thick skull." I hit upside the head, making my point. "You don't offer an addict drugs Sage! You don't do that! And I didn't tell her anything! She saw the marks, she can tell when I'm lying, how is that my fault? I had to go back to work eventually. I can't change that." "You must have given her some sort of explanation for it!" "Oh you mean the explanation of the angry fucking man chasing after me when I got in her car? Or you laid passed out in the kitchen Sunday morning. Or was it the audio of you screaming at me Saturday night? Which of these explanations are you talking about huh? I haven't said anything, the evidence is there in black and white!" He shoved me three times until my back was against the wall.

"Don't bring her here, if you don't want her to get involved," he warned me. "It's my home too if I want my friends-" "You mean your fuck buddies." "What are you talking about?" I pushed his hands off me and moved, from in front of him so I had some space. "You were fast at getting over Kacy, didn't expect that." "Fuck you." "No fuck you! Who do you think you are coming in here shouting about me offering your friends drugs. She came into my apartment trying to control me!" "She was looking out for me!" I shouted back at him.

And the argument continued to escalate every little thing we had been arguing over or bottling up for the past few months came out in a big explosion. Things were being said that neither of us have let slip before. We were shoving each other, hitting each other until he lost his temper completely and I was laid on the floor flat on my back holding my jaw. It snapped both of us out of the argument, his eyes were wide as he looked between me and his hands. I watched him, my eyes wouldn't leave him. I was transfixed on what he was doing. He has never hit hard enough for it to hurt me. We've been physically fighting our whole lives. He always adjusted his punches so he didn't do damage when we were both fighting. Making it an even playing field. I never hit him hard enough to hurt him either. But he knocked me off my feet and hurt me. My mouth was bleeding. He stepped closer to me and I forced my body to my feet. "Blue, I'm so sorry," He said. I wanted to scream at him, I wanted to hit him until he was hurting on the floor. I wanted to shake him until he understood the gravity of this situation, how deep he was into his addiction and what it was doing to not only him but me too. He was losing himself and I was losing myself. "Atlas would hate the man you're turning into." Is all I said as I turned on my feet and headed for my room. I knew those words would hurt him more than I ever physically could and I couldn't help myself. I wanted to hurt him. He hurt me. He nearly fucked everything up for MK. And it was the truth. Atlas would hate who he is now. Atlas taught him better. Taught him what a good man was, how he should act and behave. Atlas taught him how to protect me... not that I needed protecting just that... He taught Sage how to be a good brother. He wasn't being a good brother right now.