Ending Silence

Chapter 24

Morgan's POV

I glare at the ceiling, fighting the urge to drop the barbell on my face just so I don't have to hear the two kids beside me bickering.

"You're so infuriating!" Diego scowls. "I didn't fucking do anything!" Marlow scowls back, causing Diego to let out a scoff. "You're always doing something, Marlow".

I put the bar back on the rack, before sitting up on the bench. "I thought we were passed all this" I groan, and this time Marlow is the one to scoff.

"Diego, you like him," I say bluntly. He gasps, his mouth dropping open. "I-..No I-"

"And Marlow you like him," I say, turning to Marlow who had his jaw on the floor, speechless.

"So please, for the sake of my ears, cut the bullshit. Stop masking your feelings with anger. It's beyond annoying" I mumble, standing up and wiping my sweaty forehead with my forearm.

"I..we-.." I cut Marlow off.

"This ends today. You two better stop fighting by this evening's training or I swear- you will regret it" I warn them, just as Elijah shouts that we can leave.

Giving them one last glare, I walk towards the doors like everyone else.

***

"Luna, hurry up" I yell, pounding my fist on the bathroom door. She's been in there for over ten minutes now, and I'm going to starve if she doesn't hurry the fuck up.

She skipped this morning, and this evening's training. Apparently she was 'sick'. Which is code for, she was fucking her little girlfriend, who isn't officially her girlfriend. Yet.

"Fine, I'm coming. Calm down" Luna says as she opens the door and walks past me. She's now dressed out of her pyjamas and is ready to go. Like I have been, for the last ten minutes.

"You took way too long" I mumble. She opens the front door, holding it open for me to go through first. I do, not bothering to wait up for her. I know she'll catch up.

Its been four days since I last talked with Sage. He's been busy with stuff and hasn't been here for four days. Elijah leads the training alone. And I might be a bit grumpy because of it. Just a little.

My eyes land on Marlow and Diego the second we walk into the food hall, and I groan when I see them scowling at each other.

"Still?" Luna mutters, watching them with me. "Unfortunately" I say, glaring at the two. They've been a constant headache lately with their childish arguments.

Just yesterday, they argued over who hates training more. It dragged on for an hour until eventually, Luna took Marlow to one side of the gym, and I took Diego to the other.

"Do you have them?" I ask, and she hums, patting her hoodie pocket. "Give them to me at the end" I instruct, and she nods. When we go over, their bickering doesn't stop.

They barely notice us and the only time they talk to us is to drag us into an argument.

Me and Luna ate our food quietly, not even bothering to try to get them to shut up. When we both finish our food, Luna and I share a look.

"Guys," I say, and they glance at me, their glare softening now that it's no longer directed at each other.

"Close your eyes, I wanna show you something," I tell them. They both sigh but do it. Clearly they're too tired to question why, or what I'm about to do.

I stand up, and lean over the table, grabbing Marlow's right hand, and Diego's left, and holding it straighin frontnt of them.

"What are you doing?" Diego asks. I take a seat back down, while Luna takes my place. She pulls out the handcuffs from her pocket, and in a few short seconds, she has them around each others wrists, handcuffing them together.