Damaged~ Broken Book 4

Roman (Ch.4)

"You guys are complete morons." We followed the guy back to this small apartment and he started yelling. I mean I can understand why he's so upset, but why go through the trouble of yelling us out. The damage is done now and I am not in the mood to deal with drama. "Witches are being hunted and you two imbeciles are prancing around in public, like its the fucking fourth of July."

"Look what we do isn't any of your concern. Roman and I were fine until you showed up." This guy doesn't seem very happy to have Deceit fighting back. Well, you pick a fight with us, Deceits going to fight back. He's a little ball of sass and anger.

"I saved your fucking asses, why don't you show a little gratitude?" Deceit's eye's widened. He smiled and you could see his fangs. This guy really pissed him off.

"Gratitude! You almost got us killed!" That wasn't his fault though. You weren't listening. And on top of that, he did come to help even after you went out of your way to do the opposite. He doesn't seem like that bad of a person.

"If you had taken your head out of your ass and listened to me, that wouldn't have happened. In fact, if it wasn't for your friend no one would even be after us!" Next thing I know I'm holding him up against the wall, His dragon growling as fire builds in her mouth. "Ember, no!"

"You watch what you say about him. Virgil gave his life for us all. If he didn't do what he did the world would be nothing but one giant corrupted nightmare. So maybe you should learn some fucking gratitude." He grabbed my hand, easily tearing off his collar.

"He destroyed an entire kingdom filled with people. And because that raw unchecked power caused such a tragic event, Onyx was formed to hunt us into submission or extinction. So excuse me if I am not grateful." He threw my arm back at me, causing me to stumble back. He sat on the couch as his dragon came up, laying his head on his lap. He looked relaxed just sitting there with his dragon. What was her name? Wait, what was his name? He still didn't tell us.

"What do we call you? You never told us."

"And yet you followed me home." Jes he's like a small ball of sarcasm. "That nerd, making your drinks, is Lucas..."

"HEY I AM NOT A NERD... and it's L."

"My dragon is called Ember, be nice and she won't burn your face off. And me... I go by A." A? that all just a letter. Well, it's something anyway. I noticed A started to look pained. I didn't understand what was going on. His hand went to his head like he was having a bad headache. Did we upset him that much? I did just slam him into a wall.

Lucas came back with some tea for Deceit and me. It was nice and warm, which was good because it was getting colder out. I loved the warmth summer, not the cool of fall. Anyway, Deceit set his down on the table, while I went to take a sip.

"Don't drink that." I looked up at A, who looked as if his headache got worse. He stood up, grabbing our cups of tea, and dumped it out the window. "L you brought spoiled milk."

"Wait, no I didn't, I bought new stuff just like you said." I am very confused about what is happening. I looked over at Deceit, who was looking at the two will curious eyes. If there is something he doesn't understand, he tries his damnedest to. He is a spy after all, and his home is all about information. I wouldn't be surprised if not knowing things is one of his pet peeves.

"Well something wrong with it!" A crossed is arms and stood there looking pissed off.

"Did one of your little visions tell you that!" Wait, visions? A's eyes went wide with anger as he visibly held himself back from lashing out.

"What did you put in it?" His voice barely came out as a whisper like he was forcing his words out. It didn't quite sound right.

"Just milk and sugar."

"Not that shit from Mackey right?"

"What's wrong with Mackey."

"Oh my god! Mackey is a prankster, and a bad one at that. He probably laced it." A threw his arms in the air in exaggerated movements. Such drama... I like it!

"Oh... sorry. I can go get new..."

"No I'll make some iced tea, when I make lunch." A cut Lucas off before he could finish as he headed in the kitchen.

Wait, what just happened?