Alternatively - A Pob/Leon Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-Seven - Leon

The entire way there, Topfah clutched my hand. It was mostly for my own sanity than his. The rage that echoed through me threatened to swallow me whole and I wasn't sure if Topfah hadn't been there if I'd be able to control myself.

Then again, the real test of my control would be when I walked into that board room and came face to face with Dome.

Over the years of our friendship, I'd shared everything with him. He was the one person I thought I could count on and if he was in love with me, I didn't seen anything in our friendship where he couldn't have come to me.

Even when I dated primarily girls—he knew I was bisexual.

Not that I ever had feelings for Dome in the carnal sense. But maybe it was because I hadn't thought of it—maybe if he'd come to me and said something we could have tried. Feelings changed depending on the person and the situation.

It would never have had to come to this.

Topfah leaned over and kissed my neck.

Smiling, I turned and sniff-kissed his cheek.

"Are you okay, P?" I asked, my voice cracking.

He nodded. "I keep wondering what I'll say to Nat once I come face to face with him. I keep thinking that I should probably have called Caleb and Tion but I feel like the more people who gets dragged into this the more overwhelmed I'd be."

"This is about you." I lifted the back of his hand to my lips. "We're working to make this easier for you—better for you."

"Leon."

I smiled at the tenderness in his voice—the pleading. It was in that moment, I wished I could have the driver turn around and take us back to the house. I wanted to take Topfah and hide away with him, hide from the darkness, from the heartbreak I knew was coming for him.

Sad, I clutched his hand tighter as he rested his head on my shoulder.

We spent the rest of the ride like that and when the car finally pulled up to the lavish front entrance of the building, I leaned forward to speak with the driver.

"Give us a moment." I told him.

"Khap."

Inhaling deeply, I removed my seatbelt and framed Topfah's cheeks. I stared into his eyes, and smile.

"No matter what is said in that room today, remember I am right there with you." I promised. "I will not leave your side—we walk out of that room together. I promise."

Topfah kissed me and once I released his face, I asked the driver to get our doors.

As we stepped from the vehicle, both of us buttoned our blazers and began up the front steps at the exact same time. Though we were no longer hold hands, I walked beside Topfah, as close as I could, feeling pride at the man who was beside me.

There was a strength that pulsed off him like a shockwave that wrapped around me causing me to walk a bit taller.

Leo and Fiat caught up to us soon later.

As instructed, we took the elevator to the twenty fifth floor and was greeted by a too-skinny for her own good woman.

The moment she saw me, she began flirting. I glanced over at my brother and Fiat who was obviously enjoying my misery entirely too much. They sat back, silent, watching.

I ignored her.

Topfah didn't have that patience.

He drew closer to me and held my hand she could see. My name was jealous and I couldn't stop the proud smile that stole my lips. Still, she leaned over unnecessarily to explain things to me.