“Told Mr. Wallace to fuck off and shove his Sharpie up his ass,” Zane replied, shrugging. I smirked at Zane and he laughed back. “He wouldn’t get off my fucking back.” He ran his hand through his dark hair. “I can’t fucking deal with pricks like him anymore,” he admitted. “Not any-fucking-more.” He met my eyes. I read the unspoken message as he did. Not after Slash. I understood. He knew I did, because the same darkness that was now in me had infected us both. Zane, my fucking brother. We were in this shit together.
Reaching forward, I put my hand on his shoulder. “Your uncle will kill you for that.”
He shrugged. “Same as every other day.” I nodded and Zane shrugged off my hand. He nudged his head in Saffie’s direction. “Wasn’t sure you’d make it through the day without getting in the shit with me.”
I cast a glance to Saffie who had a book clutched to her chest, head down. My eyes narrowed when I saw her hands shaking. It fucking tore me apart. I knew Phebe had been homeschooling her before this. She should still be doing that. Not putting herself through this fucking torturous hell. “Then again,” Zane said. “I know my uncle made sure every teacher stressed her last name—Deyes. Suppose that made it real fucking clear where she was from and whose relation she was.” I nodded, silently thanking AK, but my priority was to get Saffie home.
“Let’s go,” I said, and saw her sigh in relief. Saffie walked between us until we reached the truck. She sat by the window and stared out as the world passed by. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
“You pissed?” Zane asked as I approached the country roads that led us to the compound. “About the suspension from Prospect?”
“Yeah,” I agreed, but shrugged. Pissed was an understatement. “They just don’t fucking understand.” Zane nodded and I knew he really did understand. I felt his anger too, like it was connected to mine. A living, breathing fucking demon that was taking us over, possessing our soul’s day by day.
Fifteen minutes later, I pulled into the cluster of cabins where we all lived. I parked the truck. AK and Flame were sitting outside AK’s house. Viking was there too. For once he wasn’t smirking or talking about his cock. AK was serious as he spoke to Flame. My gut twisted. Something was happening. Something bad.
“What’s going on?” Zane asked, frowning at everyone’s concerned faces.
“Fuck knows,” I replied. We got out of the car. Before I’d even blinked, Saffie was rushing inside the house, Phebe opening the door and hugging her tightly before the door closed. I fucking stopped my feet from breaking into a run and rushing after her.
AK lifted his head. “How’d it go?”
“She was scared shitless,” I replied and approached them. “She shouldn’t be there. I get it’s not up to me, but she’s far from fucking ready to be in that school.” Before AK could reply, I looked to my brother and registered the black circles under his eyes. Saw his tense muscles. And when he moved his arms, I saw fresh cuts on his inner forearms.
“What’s happening?” I asked him. But Flame was staring blankly at the ground. Wasn’t sure he’d even heard me, he was that far into his head.
I looked to Vike. He didn’t crack a fucking joke, no smartass comment. Zane stood beside me, still as the fucking night. He clearly sensed something was going down as much as me. He moved closer to me. My fucking best friend having my back for whatever was about to revealed.
“Flame?” AK said, but Flame said and did fuck all in response. Instead, he just began sinking his nails into his arms. I heard him hiss when blood was drawn. My heart started fucking pounding. I hadn’t seen him like this in a while. Not since he first brought me back to the compound. I’d heard of what Flame was like before Maddie. But I’d never really seen it. I hoped to Christ I wasn’t about to see it now.
“Madds is pregnant,” AK said, and Flame’s head jerked, then he jumped to his feet. Flame’s hands shook, and he started pacing. His head twitched and he started slicing his arm over and over again with his fingernails, fucking lost inside his head. I watched his nostrils flare, his cheeks turn red. I watched him slowly lose his fucking mind. I took a deep breath. Maddie was pregnant. It was why she was acting different. It was why she’d been sick so much… and it was why Flame was regressing to who he’d been when we’d first met. I didn’t know why he was acting like this again, until…
His brother. The brother before me… the one that died.
“He isn’t handling it well,” AK said, coming close to me as Flame took himself across the clearing to be alone. I never took my fucking eyes from him, seeing his jaw clench and his eyes dart around the clearing like he was coming out of his fucking skin. “He thinks the flames are back. He thinks they’ll kill Maddie and the baby. Fuck, I think he’s losing it again.” AK ran his hand down his face. He looked exhausted.
“Didn’t go so well when this happened before,” Viking said, folding his arms across his massive chest. “Thought we were gonna lose him. Maddie saved him, of course. Now it’s Maddie who he thinks he’s gonna lose.” As I watched my brother, I felt the anger rise in me too. Not one more thing. First Slash, the fucking suspension, now Flame losing his shit again.
I couldn’t lose him. He couldn’t fucking breakdown. Madds wouldn’t be hurt. She was pregnant. I thought most pregnancies went okay. I didn’t fucking know. But then my heart dropped to the ground just imagining if she did get hurt, if something happened to her and the baby. What the fuck would happen to Flame then? To us? I couldn’t lose Maddie too. I’d already lost one mama. I needed Maddie in my fucking life.
“He can’t have more stress,” AK said and looked at me. In a second, the flame of rage sparked inside me.
I curled my lip, smirking, but I was anything but amused. “Me,” I said to AK, then nodded my head. “I’m the fucking stress.” I laughed in AK’s face. “Message received, AK. Come on, Zane,” I said, and backed away. “Let’s get the fuck outta here.”
“He ain’t going nowhere,” AK said. “This fucker is going in the house, then I’m taking him to his aunts.”
“What? Why? I’m staying here!” Zane shouted.
“Think again,” AK said. “You think the school didn’t call?”
Zane glanced at me, fucking fury in his eyes and stormed inside AK’s cabin, slamming the door behind him. Turning, I went into the cabin and into my room. I paced from wall to wall, the wooden floor creaking under my feet. I glanced out of my window and saw Flame staring down at his arms, blood trickling along his ruined, tattooed skin. His face was blank, like my brother wasn’t even here on this damn, fucked up planet anymore. A deep sense of dread traveled along my veins. I couldn’t fucking take it. I couldn’t take any more of this shit. I felt like I was coming out of my skin, the anger a feral wolf that was trying to rip free. I never fucking let it out. I knew I’d never come back from it if I did.
Reaching under my bed, I took out the unopened bottle of Jack I’d stolen from the clubhouse, my smokes and gun, and left through the back door before disappearing into the trees.