Save me (Ohmtoonz)

Part 10 - Answers

My apologies it took so long! I'm busy with school and work. There you go ❤️ enjoy ^.^
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After he escorted me back into my apartment in silence on both sides, he send me straight to the bed and I didn't fight back. I was tired after the party and welcomed the sleep with opened arms.

Currently sitting on the sofa, I tried so hard to focus on the TV in front of me. My heart was still racing, my body reliving the kiss. And I hated myself for it.

Luke was standing near the window, looking out of it. It seemed to be his favorite place to check the surroundings, or to think without being too obvious lost in his thoughts.

Neither of us said a proper sentence since I had woken up, except for the greetings and Luke's call for lunch.

I didn't even know how to begun the conversation, what to say to avoid the awkward moment, but the silence was the worst. I wanted to at least hear his voice, even if that meant him yelling at me.

His phone started to ring, which gave me a full permission to look at him without looking like a creep. He lazily moved his brown eyes from the window and looked at the display.

"Listening," he greeted whoever was on the other side, his eyes returned back.

He hasn't even paid me attention since the lunch time. There are still my questions I want to ask. Mainly about the whole nightclub situation from yesterday. And maybe about the kiss?

"Ryan?"

I finally heard his voice and I quickly shook my head to get rid of my thoughts. He was still standing near the window, but his eyes resting this time on mines. 

"Hm?" I hummed, letting him know I was listening.

"My good friend from the hospital called. Phill is getting better," he smiled at me, and I slowly nodded.

"And I have one more thing. Your young friend, Evan Fong, is stabilized. They got the poison out of his body in time... but every other person from your gang in the club is dead. I'm sorry," he whispered the last part.

I sighed, feeling sad for the people I knew. They died most likely because of me, because Bernard knew I was part of that gang. There was a warm feeling in my heart, knowing at least Evan survived. That man was new here and he was already in the hospital.

"This is completely my fault,," he spoke again, making me blink several times.

"What?"

"You should visit your gang. Tell them the news, if they don't know about it already," he informed me, avoiding the topic once again.

"No, wait! You said it was your fault. Does that mean you were part of it?" I asked, determined to get answers.

"It means that I could have prevented it, but I didn't," he replied, giving me not direct answer.

"What? How?"

"Do you want to go check Phill and Evan?"

I growled in frustration, standing up. This man was pissing me off with the way how he always tried to avoid my questions. But I had a feeling he wouldn't have answered me anyway, even if I pushed him again. And that was something which made me mad even more.

I walked towards my room, when I heard his confused voice.

"Where are you going?"

"Getting dressed," I barked at him, not stopping my feet.