Haha ne wenn ich mit dem neuen char schon wd lvl 93 gewesen wär wär das krass
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Damon
"Nathan you have to listen to me! This is serious, don't you get it?" I whisper-yell at my younger brother, trying not to cause a scene in front of everyone who is still gathered around after the meeting. As expected, he doesn't take the news the way I'd like him to. He's just too goddamn stubborn and so maddening unreasonable sometimes that I'd like to kill him myself.
"So what? You want me to believe a word coming out of that skank's mouth? For all I know, it's just her way of playing you like a freaking fiddle!" He scoffs not caring once about how loudly he is talking thus some curious eyes land on us but I shoot them down with a glare that can only be described as sinister.
"I'd very much appreciate if you stopped drawing attention and start acting like you care about your life." I snarl back at him. One could definitely understand where Cannis was coming from when she called Nathan out for being an ass. To top the whole situation of I see a very familiar, concerned looking face looking straight at us, completely unfazed by my glare.
"Funny, the way I see it, you're the one drawing all the attention with so much bullshit coming out of your mouth. Stop babying me. I'm 22, not 12."
"Really Nathan? You wanna act like that? Fine. But just so you know, even a 12 year old would act more mature than you and if Vendetta has it coming for you I won't save your ass. Just go and save your fucking self this time."
"Everything alright over here?" A beautiful voice rips me out of my anger, just to push me right over the edge of yet another problem I was currently fighting. Great. Just great.
"I don't know how that would be of your concern." I hate to talk to her like that, but the less she knows the better. I'd never pull her into this mess.
"Don't talk to El like that." If looks could kill I would have probably died twice in that exact moment.
"Nate, don't worry. It's okay." Eleanor answers calmly and gives me a smile.
"Nate? El? Nicknames. Are you serious? Do you even know each other?" And that's when Nathan puts his hand on Eleanor's back smiling at her lovingly to proof a point and my heart shatters into pieces.
I walk away in pure and utter disbelieve. Though Nathan doesn't know about my history with Eleanor, I can't stop asking myself how they could do this to me. I'd never cry in front of them, or anyone for that matter, would never show any deep emotions that could jeopardize my reputation, but right now it was so very hard not to and as I got home the only thing on my mind was to tell Cannis that she shouldn't try to stop Vendetta from anything, the seriousness of my thoughts scaring me.
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