The Puppy Project

36| Cry

WARNING: There can be triggering moments in this chapter that talks about death. Please proceed with caution.

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Zoe's P.O.V

It was silent.

It was the type of silence that was filled with tension, it seeped into your very bones and made you unsettled. I leaned on the wall, the carrot throwing glares at me.

The lighting on this hotel room wasn't that good but it was enough that I could see the fury that was drawn on Tyrone Adler's face, his jaw clenched and eyes turning a dark shade of anger.

We were in the hotel that he's been staying in, a medium size bed was pushed up in a corner with a nightstand next to it. A cabinet was on the other corner and door that leads to the bathroom next to it, his gym bag thrown carelessly on the floor.

"Why?" He asked, his dark eyes pinning me on the wall.

When Jett saw Tyrone, Reaper, and I together walking towards him, his face was something that looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

Jett mouthed a 'fuck, I'm dead' to me when Tyrone wasn't looking. He wanted me to return Jett's hoodie and cap to him before we left to his hotel.

It took a little while longer for us to get back to the entrance since there were a few men who stopped us and tried to talk to Tyrone.

Keyword, tried.

Reaper parted ways with us on the entrance of Rimborsi while Jett made sure to leave his number on my phone just in case.

I already texted my mom on the car that I'm gonna have a sleepover at Eliki. I'm such a liar, please don't this at home.

I shrugged, avoiding his gaze."You weren't answering my calls and messages."

We all know it was more than that but I know he already knows that, he just wants it to hear it come out of my mouth.

"That's not a valid reason for you to throw yourself in that place filled with dangerous men Zoe, they could've taken advantage of you if they wanted." He snapped, his jaw clenching.

I felt my heart drop at the fact that he once again called me Zoe, he tends to do that when he's angry at me or not in the mood. Its usually the radish nickname that slips out of his mouth.

My temper rose, throwing a glare of my own."It's a fucking valid reason if said friend isn't even sensible enough to answer a fucking message if he's alive or not!" I shot back.

Besides, I thought there was something more deeper that ran between us? I thought, my lips pulling in a frown.

The anger in his face didn't even waver."I'm not entitled to reply to your messages every single time you text me Zoe." He said, a scowl on his lips.

I felt my glare falter, hurt invading my system at the words that left his mouth. I could feel something clog on my throat, the feeling of wanting to cry entering my system.

I guess, he was indeed being an absolute asshole and ignoring me.

"You're not but the least you could do is answer one of them and letting me know you're okay." I replied, making sure my voice was firm and strong.