His Fiancé

I N F E R N O

Megan POV

Sitting in his office chair nervously, I folded my leg over the other as I stuffed my hands between the cusp of them.

Standing oddly around the room, Anzo and Hardwick stood watch as we sat there..

  Looking anxiously amongst the girls, we watched as the boys hung around Trey's desk..

  Yesterday, Trey did not come home until 4:30 something. I had fallen asleep but when he came into the house I woke up to greet him and make sure everything was okay.

When he came into the room, by the look on his face I could tell things had gone way too far..

The way his energy was drained and saddened, I refrained from really asking him what happened between the four of them last night..

    He stayed up the entire time after he got home, rummaging around trying to find things as I sat up and watched. He was moving fairly quickly, like he was panicking on the inside.

  When I did find the courage to at least ask if he was okay, he told me about Kollin's ring and eventually told me what was about to happen this morning.

Gazing over at Kollin, he was sitting on Trey's desk as Bleu, Marcellious and Trey worked around him.

Like the big brothers they were to him, they mumbled to each other as they shared documents back and forth.

Kollin with his hands folded over his chest, stared into oblivion as they did so.

       I wasn't sure if he killed Karlie and his baby, but the way he was sitting was like he had given up and accepted the charges (true or false) against him.

Trey: And your sure you can get this done before the weekend?" his voice spoke up to Bleu.

Bleu: Yeah, I already started." he said back.

Nodding his head, they went back to mumbling as I looked over at Drita and Kianna.

   With her hand covering her mouth, Drita's rosy cheeks were burned over to mine as she kept herself from crying.

    Not wanting to make this about us, I held my composure as the silence came back again.

     The shuffling and the mumbling filled the room as we sat there with each other. Staring over at the boys, it was like they were making up a plan right on the spot as Kollin sat there not paying attention.

  Instructing one another like a music band, a soft knock on the door caught our attention as it was slowly pushed opened.

Peering his head in, my heart sank even more as he smiled nervously at the boys over at Trey's desk.

  Slipping his body into the room, he held the door behind him as they looked up and stared at one another.

Tate: It's time.." he mumbled as I sat up.

   Looking over at the boys, they all froze for a second before putting the papers down and getting Kollin off the table. Gulping scarcely, we watched as Trey turned Kollin to them.

   What sounded like constructive instructions, Trey drilled them into Kollin's brain as he held his shoulders.

Nodding his head and taking in everything Trey was saying to him, Bleu began to remove the jewelry he had on.

Trey: They ask you anything you say nothing." he ordered.

Trey: You ask for Bleu and that's it." he said as Kollin nodded.