Fuse

thirty - one | whatever it takes

S P E N C E R J A M E S O N

"How are you feeling?" Harlow asks as she brushes my hair.

She's been so amazing since everything happened. She's been literally waiting on me hand and foot, attending to my every need, as has Kane. Her and Asher made to trips to my apartment so far to collect some of my things purely because I just can't face going back there, not yet anyway.

Kane's making one last trip there now with Asher and his men. I met them all for the first time this afternoon. They all seem quite nice, not that they actually really spoke to me that much. We just exchanged a few hello's and the odd smile here and there. They don't seem as though they would be very over friendly towards me, or anyone for that matter.

They all act very professionally, wearing either dark suits or all black clothes. Fai was the first one I was introduced too. He told me that his parents are from Turkey originally but moved here when he was five. He's taller than Kane but not by much — and Kane is tall so he just be at leat 6'4.

Mick is the oldest out of them and also the most scariest looking. All of them look considerably scary but I definitely wouldn't want to cross him on a good day, let alone a bad one. He has a thick English accent and actually sounds a little like Tom Hardy when he speaks. He said he grew up in Streatham and moved here when he was in his twenties with his girlfriend.

I've always wanted to visit London, it just seems so different to everything I've experienced so far.

Rykard has fair skin and dark black hair with brown eyes. He's Spanish but I'm yet to actually speak to him so I haven't heard his accent yet.

Hassan seems the most friendly, apart from Fai. He told me his parents are from Egypt but he was born here. He has the most fairest eyes I've ever seen, almost a soft grey colour.

Jack is from New Orleans and the youngest here, apart from me. I'm actually two months younger than him which is cool. He doesn't come across the type of guy who would do the sort of work he does. I mean, all of these men help Kane carry out jobs for Alberto. It's just weird to think about.

Kane even had to cancel a fight tonight. I felt so bad but he insisted that he stayed with me here. I feel like such a burden to him. He's honestly been so amazing, allowing me to move in here, being with me whenever I need him.

I've never known anything like this before. I've never had anyone show this much affection towards me and actually want to keep me safe.

"He'll be back soon." Harlow says calmly as though she could tell what I was thinking about. She finishes her french plait that she so desperately wanted to do in my hair. She's made it nice and loose so that it doesn't pull on my stitches. "Your face is so beautiful you know, you have what I like to call a Kendall Jenner face. Very aesthetically pleasing."

I giggle, having absolutely no idea what she means. "I love you Harlow." I mumble and he wraps her arms around me.

"I love you too my little pudding. Now let's go and watch a movie." She helps me up from the chair and holds my hand as we walk downstairs.

K A N E W A L K E R

"What have the cops said?" Asher asks as we approach Spencer's apartment.