Ink

Chapter 25

Great going genius!

Shut up! You don't think I feel bad enough already?

You nearly killed her! How would I explain that to-

I didn't kill her!

But you almost did, isn't that what really matters?

Ryder I swear-

What are you going to do Walker?

I can hear people speaking around me, but don't have the energy to move or open my eyes. There's a searing pain that shoots from my eyes chest and causes me to groan in discomfort.

I can't believe I did it. I can't believe I shot her.

I can, Walker, you've always been a bad shot.

Shut up!

Make me!

You always do this man! Is it your goal to make my life a living hell?

Yes, Walker, it is.

You think she'll be happy when she finds out you tried to take her and failed?

You know that wasn't my fault! I didn't know he would swoop in and save her!

Just like I didn't know he would interfere when I had my gun out!

Dude, totally not the same thing!

Is too!

I barley manage to pry one eye open to reveal the men talking around me.

Caleb is standing across from a man with white hair that I remembered from the coronation to be Ryder Murdock.

Both men sport angry expressions on their faces.

"I hate Klaus." Ryder spits out. "He's conceited, so pompous, so-"

"Klausy?" Caleb offers.

"Klausy?" Ryder tests the word out on his tongue.

"You know-"Begins Caleb. "There aren't any words to describe him so he needs his own."

Ryder shrugs his shoulders."I guess you're right. But it won't help his ego any if he knows he has his own word."

"That's if he ever finds out about it-"

My eyes open a little wider at that. What did they mean if he ever found out about it.

"That bästard is probably back groveling at the prince's feet for forgiveness right now." Ryder says with annoyance lacing his tone.

Was Klaus not here?

I struggle to sit up in the hospital bed and draw the attention of both men to my direction.

"Al." Caleb says."You're up!"

"Barley." I croak before propping myself up onto my elbows.

"Oh! One sec-" Caleb grabs a remote and presses a button that begins to lift the back of my bed. He stops it once I can comfortably lay back. "Better?"

I nod slowly and allow my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the room.

"Al, I'm so sorry I shot you!" Caleb nearly yells. "I was scared and I made a quick decision that I thought would work but I just ended up messing everything up!"