Tainted: Hearing Is Not Listening (Book 2)

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This chapter is dedicated XxIvyPoisonxX. Thanks a lot for reading my stories and for commenting honey, though I haven't seen you in a while. I hope you're alright.

I promised two of my readers an early update and here it is.

A warning I think I should make, we're on May in the story right now, and I'm planning on ending it around September, in the story. In other words, this will be a long story. Do keep that in mind please.

Before you read, what do you think is going to happen? Do you think Kev will go to Teddy's place? Or do you think Ollie or Kevin will figure out a way to avoid it? Do you think the rest will find out what's going on between Kev and Teddy?

Hope you enjoy,

Desyre.

Dustin

                I didn’t know why I bothered with him. Every time I tried to worry about him or show some sort of care it, it always back fired. I should just stop caring and let him do whatever the fuck he wanted to do. Let him kill himself from hunger if it so pleases him. But yet, I couldn’t do that. And I didn’t know why. I couldn’t stop wondering what was wrong with him. Why didn’t he want to eat? Why had Teddy come back with a swollen nose? What had happened? Why was he in such a bad mood? He wasn’t normally like that. I didn’t understand what was wrong with him. And it bugged the fuck right out of me. I sighed, looking back at the tables Kevin had put together for us. He was just sitting there, staring out of the window, guitar case next to him. I couldn’t help but remember when he’d looked out of the window of my car, and when he’d looked out of the window in that vegan place.

                “I’ll go sit, alright?” I told Em, who was eyeing Kevin too.

                “No, I’ll go,” Ollie said from in front of the line.

                Sal gave him a questioning look and Ollie just shook his head before he walked away, going towards Kevin. I watched him as he walked away, frowning. I didn’t understand what was going on. Kevin and Ollie had never gotten along very well, yet after he went to look for Kev in that recording place they’d been sharing looks. It seemed almost as if they shared a secret. I saw Fuckface eyeing Ollie too, but he didn’t look curious, he looked suspicious, his eyes glaring at Ollie as he sat on the chair across from Kevin. What the fuck was his problem? He suddenly turned and caught me watching him.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” He hissed angrily, then this grin spread through his face. “See something you like?”

“Man, I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you, but I’ll do you a favor and tell you to get off of that cloud you’re on because you’re about as appealing as a kick to the fucking balls,” I spat at him before turning back around to the counter.

                I heard some snickers and some coughs that sounded suspiciously like someone trying to conceal laughter. I was sick of that asshole and the fact that he walked around as if he was the hottest piece of ass in the whole wide world. Well flash news Fuckface, I wouldn’t get close to you even if my life depended on it. Em and Sal shot me equal smirks and I couldn’t help but smirk back at them. It was time someone put that creeper in his place and I was damn glad to be the one doing the world a favor. The line moved up and it was Sal’s turn to order. And just like that Ollie was right there beside him, mumbling something at Sal. Sal gave him a weird look, a mix of suspicion and questioning, but then just shrugged and went to our tables. Ollie ordered for both Sal and him, paying before going over to our tables. Em ordered for us and paid, and we went over to where Sal and Ollie seemed to be talking to Kev. As soon as they saw us coming they stopped though, and I gave them both a suspicious look.