Save me (Ohmtoonz)

Part 11 - Another argument

I swear I'm still alive! Aaaaaaand... still apologizing to you! I started school, got a new job, lost an interest in writing. But I will try better. For you guys!❤️ Enjoy ^.^
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"I'll wait just here," Luke informed me, when we were in front of Wildcat's hideout.

I was scared at first to let him drive me here, because I was giving away my boss' position, but my bodyguard told me he didn't have any interest in what my father was doing. He was just here to protect me and nothing else. And I trusted him.

"But it can take a few hours," I replied, and he shrugged.

"That's fine. Go already."

I sighed, but nodded, leaving his car. I knocked on the door, giving Luke's car one last look, before the door opened.

"Ohm!"

I was instantly pulled into the hug and I was so happy to see Mini. Alive and energetic as always.

"Come in," he smiled at me, but I noticed sadness behind his smile.

I walked in, through the hallway into the living room. It hit me how coldly empty the room suddenly was. There was nobody.

"I heard what happened in the nightclub. This has to stay between you and me, but Wildcat reached his bottom with that news. All people who decided to work even through the risk, died at the nightclub. At least the new blood survived. And you of course," he smiled at me again, and I had a feeling that nothing was going to be the same.

"Where's Wildcat now? Is he here?" I asked, seeing my friend nod.

"In his office."

Mini walked towards the door, knocking on it. We both waited for the invite and then walked in. The whole room was a mess. The papers were on the ground, the drawers smashed half. It was like a tornado ran through this room.

I met Wildcat's eyes. He seemed to be so tired and mad at the same time. There were a big almost purple circles under his eyes and I knew it was because he was left alone with everything.

He stood up, walking towards me and hugged me. I respected the way he tried to hold together in front of me. He didn't want to look broken and defeated. Just like me in front of others.

"I'm so glad you're alive," he spoken, his voice cracked a bit.

"Wildcat. I want to help you," I said firmly, when he stepped back.

"What?"

"I'll go to the streets. You won't be the only one there, I won't allow that. I came here to tell you this and to check if you're ok," I informed him, receiving a frown.

"Are you out of your mind? You escaped your death and you want to run into it's embrace once again? No!"

"We've lost eight people in the nightclub. Others took their days off and who knows when, and even if, they'll come back. And you can't run on your own. You don't even need to," I tried to reason with him.

"Ohm is right, Tyler. You need to rest," Mini joined the conversation, receiving a furious look from our boss.

"I'm fine!"

"No, you're not fine! You're already at the bottom! You can't go any lower, and I refuse to see you getting slowly killed by this. I can manage the cooking, Ryan will go to the streets."

I was amazed by the way Mini talked to him. In such protective and caring manner. He didn't seem to be even scared of any reaction that might have came.