P S Y C H E

Chapter Thirty Four

Mia

I can't even tell you how Jaeden's fight went because I didn't want to see his neck snap back as brutally as the other guys's did. They were my family now and I wasn't putting Jaeden in a casket.

Then Tony pulled my arm and handed me over to Jaeden. "Thanks for watching after her bro. I wouldn't want her to get hurt. To many fucking weirdos. Now, let's go celebrate." I look at him. Looking for any sort of sympathy. How could he want to celebrate after this? How did one even have the stomach to do so. I search his eye's for anything because eyes have a language of their own and shockingly...

There was nothing besides happiness.

It made me sick.

I have had my fair share of fights all my life bur I am not a cold-blooded killer.

We leave out the back and there he was. Aj.
In the corner of my eye, he is having problems and Miles is talking to him. He's having breathing problems.

Is he having an anxiety attack?

Glad to see somebody with some smypathy. He probably doesn't want me over there so, I let Jaeden take my hand into his car and we leave.