Secrets, Lies,and Love

Chapter Eight

Alex's  POV

"You fucking idiot!" I seeth and grab his ear, I pull him up and he husses in pain. His fingers wrap around the gun and he throws it across the room.

"Ow, ow,ow, ow.. "He whines and bites his lips. His head tilts as I drag him down the hall. His hand covers over mine comfortingly  and I feel some of the tension lossen in my shoulders. " Alex it hurts."

"Good." I huff and pull him into our office. I slam the door shut behind us and turn on him angrily. " Are you insane!" He flinches and crosses his arms.

"I saw the opportunity and took it." He shrugs." He was hurting our friends Alex!"

"We dont even know who he is! Hell he could be a mass murder and you couldve jumped right into a  trap!" I glare. His jaw sets and eyes meet mine.

"At least he cant kill anyone any more, he's getting locked up. " He leans against his desk." We've got the guy, that's what matters."

"What matters is your safety!" I snap and slam my hands on the desk." We literally just had a conversation where we weren't going to make stupid choices!"

"Our job is to protect others, even if it means we get hurt!" He throws his arms up.

"Oh, so it's okay for you to throw yourself off a cliff, but as soon as anyone else takes a step twoards  it suddenly its an issue!"  I scoff and shake my head.

"I can't see others get hurt when there's another option, I take the quickest option that is open, Alexander.  There's not always time to stop and find a new option. " He snarls and turns on me like a feral animal.

" God! You're so frustrating sometimes!" I snap and shove a finger into his chest. " Sometimes you need to stop and think, you can't jump into every situation with half a brain!"

"Why not?" His teeth bare and we stand there in silence for a heartbeat

"Does it ever occur to you that other people care about you, Thomas. " My voice gets choked with emotion and I grit my teeth.  " You are cared about and people love you. You can't just jump into battle and not expect anyone not to worry and care about you."

"I know..." His voice is soft and he sits down on the couch. " But I can't just let people get hurt while I stand by Alex, I did it all my life. I can't let it happen again."

We sit in silence and his eyes train on the carpet. I put my hand over his folded ones and give a soft smile.

"Then lets work something out so it doesnt happen again, alright?" His eyes meet mine and I catch a flicker of a smile in his lips.

"I'd like that, alot." He nods and cracks a wide grin. "Thanks Alex."

"Any time Thomas. " I nod and stand. His hand wraps around mine tightly and he pulls me back down to the couch. " What's the matter?"

His eyes study mine and he's silent for a few minutes.  His hand feeds itself up into my hair and he runs a hand through the tangle mess.

"You need a hair cut really bad." He smiles and laughs. I snort and roll my eyes

" I know I do. I can never find the time to get one though." I chuckle and his eyes dip to my lips. My own eyes fall to his.

They're curled into the perfect smile, slightly thrown to one side and showing  perfect straight teeth. His lips are plump and round, they look soft.

"I don't want to lose you Thomas.  As much as we fight, I do care for you. You're my partner." I sigh and eyes dart to his. My hand craddles his cheel gently, I feel the scruff if his stubble against my palm." I care about my partners."

"So you've said." He smirks.

"No, I said co-workers. You're my first partner.  " I smile.

" Oh, so your a partner virgin." He laughs  and I shove him gently.

"Why'd you have to make it dirty? Why?" I snort, he shrugs and shakes his head.

"Because you're talking to me." I nod and  our eyes fall to eachothers lips.

"I like talking to you." He leans down so his face is inches away from mine.

"I do too..." I brush a curl back from his eyes, I can see the light dots of gold in his eyes.  Our foreheads touch and I gulp.

The door busts open and we both jump apart, we pant for breath. Apparently we forgot how to breath. Our eyes study eachother for a moment before sliding to the person in the doorway and we both freeze. George and Aaron.

Aaron gives a crooked grin and eyes turn a glowing gold in the low light. Not even a grim smile shows on George's lips as he slowly closes the door behind them and crosses his arms.Aaron smirks and sits  across from us, George still by the door. I glance at Thomas and we both pale.

"We've gotta have a little chat, boys." Aaron purrs.