Illegal My Ass

Chapter 38- 'We were more public than a Kardashian.'

A/N: Thank you to thelazarus for the awesome banner! 

Right guys chapters finally up sorry for how long it took. I warn you now, this chapter is a little less with the humour and more with the drama so not that many laughs in this one! hope you like it all the same, let me know what you think!

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Stunned silence. Awkward silence. Shocked silence.

Describe it how you want, the bar right now was silent.

After Drake’s outburst when he punched Nate directly in the face, no one had said anything. No one had even moved from the spot they were standing.

You see this bar was our local, so a lot of people knew Nate, they knew Drake and they knew me. Especially since Drake and Nate worked here, everyone knew everyone. So basically, half of the people we know now knew our business.

So much for hiding mine and Drake’s little mishaps from everyone we know.

We were more fucking public than a Kardashian.

The worst thing was the scrutinising eyes looking at me. All of the guys were standing there with their jaws touching the floor; Lacey was looking at me with a confused expression I think waiting for me to deny what Drake had just said.

Of course, I couldn’t.

I do wish the truth would have come out in a less ‘Jerry Springer’ situation, but we don’t all get what we wish for unfortunately.

Nate was still on the floor, wiping the blood coming out of his nose with the back of his hand. His furious eyes were still planted on Drake.

Sean was the first one to break the silence.

He leaned his head towards Luke, his eyes still looking between me and Drake.

“Is there any chance Nate has another sister we don’t know about?” Sean whispers to Luke, who shakes his head slowly, judging by the look on his face I'm guessing that thought had already popped into his mind. Sean presses his lips together and nods “I didn’t think so.”

I sigh “Nate listen-“

“Don’t Mia.” He cuts me off, his angry eyes on me now making the words get stuck in my throat “You’ve done enough.”

My eyes went to the floor in guilt. His words actually hurt because I knew he was right. It was because of me Nate and Drake were fighting like this.

“Look Nate don’t be like that with her it wasn’t her fault.” Drake suddenly jumps to my defence.

Nate burst out laughing without a single trace of humour. He suddenly gets to his feet, wiping a little more blood from under his nose “Rushing to her defence now. So what is this then, a secret little relationship you’ve both got going?”

I shake my head, but it’s Drake who replies “No it’s not like that.”

“So what is it like then Drake? It was just a fuck?” Nate almost seethes “Is that what you used my sister for? Another girl to add to the endless list of Drake O’Connell’s humps and dumps?”

That one hurt, mostly because as Nate said this I suddenly realised he may have a point. Drake and I had sex, we never mentioned anything about a relationship and even before Nate found out we were going to go home to have sex. That was all this was. I didn’t care because I didn’t want a relationship, but hearing it out loud that I was actually one of the girls that Drake has, as he fondly puts it, smashed and dashed kinda sucked.