A/N: Sorry this took so long to update, i'm suffering from tonsillitis atm :(
I've introduce new characters in this chapter so I hope you all like who i've mentioned, enjoy reading x
Oli's POV
Hours later I'm finally able to leave my little brother's side. He's calmed down a lot from earlier but he was still in a bit of a state. I left him with Nicholls to keep him comfort whilst I make my way back upstairs to my room to deal with another emotional kid.
I sigh heavily when I think of Josh.
Fuck, I can't believe I hit him, rather brutally too. The look on his face when I did it... fuck, it made me feel physically sick and for the first time in my whole entire life. I actually felt ashamed that I hurt somebody.
I'm Oliver fucking Sykes, I hurt people all the time, I basically torture and murder people for a living and I never feel a single ounce of guilt for any of them but Josh, Fuck. Josh made me see the monster that I truly am today. He stared fearfully back at me with those beautiful blue eyes which were filled with so much hurt, begging me to stop but I continued with my assault and hurt him more! Ugh, I'm such a sick bastard.
I just don't know what came over me... I was angry, really fucking angry at him for upsetting Tom, for bringing up my mother and for going against the one thing I asked of him. I'm not used to people answering me back or going against my word because they know the price they'll pay but Josh, Josh is completely innocent to it. He has no idea and I should have known that but yet I was blinded by anger and I fucking hit him!
I hit him when I promised him I wouldn't do anything like that again after when I strangled him. But of course, Oliver Sykes don't keep promises and I just beat the shit out the ones that mean the most to me.
I'm so fucked up it's unreal.
And to make it worse, I locked him up as if he's some sort of wild animal. In the heat of the moment we were both so angry and I just wanted to get away from him before I did any further damage than a slap to the face.
I hope he doesn't hate me for what I did. He has every right to and he should but I hope he doesn't. He's the only one that takes me away from the dark shit which haunts me inside of my head. I need his sunshine to brighten up the darker days.
When I turn the corner, I don't know what got to me first; the strong smell of weed or the unnecessary loud music coming from my bedroom earning me to frown.
I jog down to the end of the hall to my room and quickly unlock the door to see what the hell was going on in there. When I open the door the anger from before comes rushing back to me and I'm absolutely furious when I witness the state of my room.
My eyes scan every corner of my room to find the little shit responsible for it all, but my eyes fall upon my dismantle chest of drawers firstly, revealing that Josh had found my drug stash and used.
My eyes grow wide when I see numerous pills scattered all over the floor along side my syringes and the white powdered substance which I knew all too well was my cocaine stash. Shit, please tell me he didn't take the hardcore stuff?!
I frantically look around and spot Josh lying on the floor upon all of the mess he had created with the balcony doors wide open letting in a cold gust of wind. My heart sinks and my eyes widen when the worse case scenario fills my mind.
Oh shit, Josh!
I run over to his body to examine his state. His eyes were closed shut with a spliff burning out in in one hand and his phone clutched in the other, playing a pop punk song I've never heard of before.
"Josh?" I call over the music but he doesn't hear me let alone flinch.
I bend down and take his phone out of his hand and stop the music playing before I shake him gently to wake him.
He groans groggily and his eyes flicker open letting his head loll to the side. I'm met with bloodshot eyes and wide pupils, clear evidence of drug use.
"Shit, your pupils are huge." I confirm.
He must have smoked a shit load of my stuff to get like this. Josh smiles a wide high smile at me when he finally discovers my appearance beside him.
"What have you taken?" I order sternly but he doesn't answer me which only irritates me further.
"Seriously, what the fuck have you taken?" I say more harshly and this time he response by holding up the spliff.
"Just this." He croaks.
I sigh in relief knowing he's only smoked weed and nothing else with a greater impacted. I snatch the spliff out of his hand and inspect it. He didn't do a bad job at rolling, he's learning fast.
"Ow, don't be mean, you dick." He whines like a child.
"Enough with your shit talking mouth J." I snap making him pout.
I was trying so hard not to lose my temper with him again but he was making it so damn difficult. I couldn't stand a stinking attitude and it was taking everything in me not to lash out about it.
I bring the spliff to my own lips and inhale, knowing the toxic drug will calm me.
"Good ain't it?" he smirks up at me making my lips tug into a grin.
"Of course it is, it's my own."
I hover over him and bring my lips down to his before exhaling out the smoke from my mouth which Josh all too willing parted his own lips and inhaled the smoke back into his lungs. I brush my lips against his teasingly before pulling away.
I stare down at him in adoration, he doesn't seem to utterly hate me but I'm sure when he comes down from his high he will.
"Right, now get up and tidy my room 'cause we're going to a party."
"Who's party?" he questions with a frown.
"A dear friend's, so you better be on your best behaviour, do you understand me?" I tell him.
"Yes sir." he mocks doing the stupid salute sign with his hands.
I stand up and pull my tank off top over my head and see Josh biting down on his lip staring up at me, basically undressing me with his eyes. I can't help but smirk, he's extremely horny when he's high and I don't exactly hate it.
"I'm getting in the shower and by the time I get out I want my room to be spotless." I warn him and walk into my bathroom leaving him on the floor.
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I walk out of the bathroom and frown when I see Josh hadn't tidied up the mess he made nor was he in the room when I searched for him either.
I groan in annoyance and quickly dried myself off and changed into some black ripped skinny jeans and a shirt before leaving my room in search of a very high Josh.
I lean over the banisters and call out to Lee.
"Have you seen Josh?"
"Not since this morning." He says.
I groan in response and march down the long corridor to find him.
He could be wondering around anywhere and I didn't want him poking his nose in places where it didn't belong.
I was about to shout out for him but that's when I heard the sound of laughter faintly in the far end of the house.
I follow the sound of his laughter, the sound becoming louder and louder until I stagger upon his body. I'm surprise by what I see.
Josh was spread out like a starfish on the floor in fits of laughter.
I slowly walk over and stand over him, noticing a fresh cut swelling and forming into a bruise in the corner of his eye. His porcelain skin becoming a daunting colour of black and blue, the colours of violence and abused which were all down to me. I felt sick knowing I had hurt him like this, I didn't mean to and now I've left my violent mark all my only sun light.
I stared down at him lost in thought, he still hadn't notice my presences yet, being in a hysterical fit of laughter which he hadn't calmed down from.
I analysis his position on the floor and see he was lying opposite the large window at the end of the house which looked out on the back garden. I put Josh, the window and the bruise on his eye together and my eyes widen when I figured out what must have happened.
"Please tell me you didn't jump off the window ledge?" I whine in annoyance.
"I wanted to fly with the birds but I guess there was a wall in the way." He pants through his laughter.
I drag a hand down my face in frustration, oh boy.
"Come on J, get up." I reach down but he quickly drapes his arms over his face and shuffles away from me.
"Don't hit me." he begs making my face fall.
"I'm not going to hit you." I say softly yet I felt offended.
I frown and step back annoyed with myself at what he's just admitted. I didn't mean to hurt him, it was an accident. I was angry and upset and I don't know what came over me but I snapped and now he's going to hold that against me for god knows how long.
"Just get up. We're going." I snap.
"I don't want to go." He whines.
"Tough, you're going. Now get up from the floor and don't make me tell you again." I scold. It was like having a three year old.
He sits up, crossing his arms over his chest pouting and glaring at me like a spoilt child but I just roll my eyes at his immature behaviour.
"I don't have time for this, come on!" I order and walk away from him.
I finally managed to get Josh out of the house where everyone was waiting inside Nicholls jeep apart from Jordan who was leaning against it waiting for us.
He glances to me and then back at Josh giving him a look of concern when he comes into his full view making Jordan approach him.
"Are you alright Josh?"
"I'm super doper." Josh smiles over enthusiastically. He was still high as a kite without a care in the world.
I watch Jordan take Josh's face in his hands so he could examine the fresh cuts on his face causing me to roll my eyes.
"I think I should take a proper look at that cut on your head mate."
"Oh for fuck sake. He's fine Jordan, just get in the god damn car already!" I yell.
I hated all this ridiculous fussing. It was just a bloody cut, the kid needs to man up and deal with it and other's just need to butt out. Jordan knew me too well not to answer me back when I was in a mood like this and he knew to just do as I tell him.
We climb into Nicholls's jeep which the guys have decided to hot box while they were waiting for us. I pull Josh into my lap as there wasn't anywhere for him to sit. I feel him try to shuffle away from me but I hold him tighter in my arms so he knew to stay put and in the end he just slumped himself against the window for the journey.
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Josh's POV
We pull up in front of a house which is also in the middle of nowhere, much like Oli's or should I say Horizon's?
We get out of the jeep and I jump down from Oli's lap from the car door but wobble as I lose my balance. Not sure if I just lost my footing or the fact that I've consumed a shit load more weed on the car journey here and I couldn't see straight or not. Oli grabs hold of my arm and saves me from falling to the floor. I look at him and he stares back at me with a stern but concerned look which makes me feel uneasy.
"You alright?" he asks.
I nod and gently pull my arm out of his grasp, still feeling a little nervous to be around him after the incident we encountered earlier when he hit me.
He seems to notice my reluctance towards him and put his arm around my shoulder and brings me close to his side instead to attempt to have me warm up to him.
"Don't be nervous." He whispers in my ear and I feel a chill go through me.
I don't really know what's come over me. Usually weed makes all the anxiety go away and loosens me up and most all, I don't give a shit but for some reason I seem on edge. I guess I was having a different reaction to the stronger drug this time around.
Oli guides me towards the unknown house and I take it in my surroundings.
The house was big, not as big as Horizon's and not as closed off to the outside world either, you could see the city in the far distance. It had less security guarding the house to, there wasn't an 8ft gate protecting the whole house like Horizon's has. Which kind of made me wonder what was Horizon hiding? Or trying to keep out?
We walk to the front of the house and I noticed a few other cars parked out the front of it. A part from the obvious loud music coming from the inside of the house and the immense smell of weed, or was that just us? Who knows, but I didn't know what to expect from this house party. Was it just casual friends or were there other gang members here too? Oli didn't say exactly...like he doesn't tell me anything anyway.
Nicholls rings the door bell and we all stand and wait on the door step for someone to answer and that's when the nerves really kick in.
Jordan turns around to all of us with a cheeky grin on his face and puts his hand in his pocket.
"It's not a real party without a little fun." He says with a glint in his eye.
He pulls out a little plastic wallet with colourful pills inside. He pours the pills into the palm of his hand and holds it out for everyone to help themselves.
I stare down at the pills and notice each little circle pill had some sort of funny design on them. I didn't know what they were but I recognised them because Oli also had them in his drug draw.
Tom reaches for one but Oli hits his hand away earning a deep scold from the younger brother.
"None for you."
"I've taken ecstasy before Oliver." Tom informs what the drug was.
"I know you have but I'm putting a stop to that right now." Oli tells him.
"You can't do that!" he whines.
"Sure I can. I just did." Oli says putting the pill into his mouth and swallowing it and smiling devilish at his little brother. Tom huffs in annoyance and turns away from him with his arms folded across his chest.
"Would you like one?" Oli asks me and I shake my head furiously.
The thought of taking any other drug terrifies me to be honest, I'll just stick to smoking weed.
"Good boy, I wasn't going to let you take one anyway." Oli smirks and I glance at him in confusion. Why ask me then? Was that some sort of test?
The door finally opens, revealing a ginger haired boy whose eyes grew wide when he saw us. He didn't look any older than me and Tom to be fair which raised a few questions. Did all young youths end up in gangs?
"You're here!" he gasps and steps aside, motioning everyone to come inside the house and we do.
"Long time no see Ashby." Nicholls says and the ginger smiles at him.
"Wait here, I'll go get Austin. I'm sure you're going to be very happy what we have in store for you guys." the younger boy informs us.
He disappears and we all stay standing in the hall way. My eyes scanned the hall i curiosity, I saw one or two people walk by but none saw us. The music was playing so loud, god knows how anyone could have a decent conversation.
The ginger returns with a very tall heavily tattooed guy following closely behind him. I instantly feel intimidated by this guy, he's everything you assume another deadly gang leader would look like until he breaks into a wide friendly smile and fist pumps everyone in Horizon.
"So, four months later you actually decide to show up." He smiles at Oli.
"I told you we would didn't I, Carlile?"
"You did. It's nice to see you're doing well Oliver."
Oli fist pumps this Austin guy when he approaches and then pulls him into a brotherly hug patting each other on the backs before pulling away. They must be close friends? Not to mention he called him Oliver, I've never heard anyone else call him that apart from Tom and the rest of Horizon.
"Who's the kid Oliver?" Austin asks looking down at me and then back at Oli with a raised eyebrow.
"This is Josh." Oli introduces me but I stay closely snugged to his side.
"Ah I see, so this is the reason you've been so 'busy'." Austin teases with a cocky smirk on his face.
"Shut up." Oli frowns removing his arm from around my neck.
"Anyway, your car is out back ready to take home tonight. But before any of that, I have a surprise waiting for you." Austin straightens himself out and the smile fades from his mouth and turns into a more serious expression.
"I hope it's what I think it is." Oli asks in a firm tone.
"Come and find out." Austin nods to the end of the hall and they all follow behind him.
I'm left standing in the hallway not knowing what to do with myself. Do I go with them or not? They sounded serious and I wasn't sure if I were allowed to be involved with any gang stuff.
Oli stops walking when sense that i'm not behind him and turns to the ginger kid who stood close to Austin.
"Hey Alan, keep an eye on Josh for me will you. He hasn't been to one of these parties before so I expect you to keep him out of trouble." Oli instructs in a serious, blunt and cold tone.
His sweet gentle cocky confident self had completely disappeared and he was now in his deadly gang leader mode. He showed no emotion whatsoever and that sort of scared me.
"Babysitting duty? You owe me Syko." Alan moans unhappily.
"Your head if anything happens to him." Oli says and Alan just nods. Without another glance my way, Oli vanishes somewhere to do business... whatever that is and leaves me alone with the ginger kid I knew nothing about.
"Come on, I'll get you a drink looks like you need one." Alan says and guides me into the kitchen.
There were a few other people in here but I don't take much notice of them and focus on getting that drink I so desperately needed.
"You have dried blood on your forehead, did you know that?" Alan tells me with an odd look and I frown, reaching a hand up to the cut on my forehead I forgot about.
Alan starts mixing drinks together and takes out a bag of pills from his pocket. My eyes widen, they were ecstasy tablets, just like Jordan's but they were different colour with different designs on them.
"Help yourself, they will make you feel a lot better than the anxiety you feel now." He tells me putting the bag on the counter.
He acts like it's a normal thing to offer a person you don't know and you're supposed to be keeping an eye on ecstasy.
"I'm alright thanks." I dismiss not wanting to get mixed up in another drug.
Alan simply shrugs and takes the packet of E and takes one for himself. I glance down at my feet feeling awkward and bite my lip. I've been here five minutes and already I've been offered ecstasy twice, what sort of place was this?
I didn't want to get mixed up into drugs, Oli knows that, I guess he was just testing me when he offered me Jordan's earlier. He wanted to see if I can say no to them and I can. I'm not addicted to anything and I'll never will be. I have the strength to say no.
"So, how does a kid like you wind up hanging around with Oliver?" Alan asks.
I move my glance from the floor back at Alan who was stirring my drink with god knows what before handing it to me.
"The sex is good and so is the weed. Can't blame a guy for wanting to stay." I shrug and sip my drink.
I scrunch my nose up in disgust, this drink was vile. God knows what was in it but it burnt my throat on the way down.
Alan laughs at my reaction to the strong drink and shakes his head making me feel embarrassed.
"How do you know him?" I ask wanting to make casual conversation.
"I met him through Austin a few years back. Austin is one of the only few who know Syko as Oliver. They grew up in care together when they were kids and they stayed in contact long after they left." He tells me and I almost choke on my drink.
I feel my eyes widen in shock at the unexpected information I've just discovered. Oli grew up in care? Did he and Tom end up in care when they're mother died? What happened to they're dad, couldn't he take care of them? I had so many questions to ask but Alan wasn't the appropriate person to ask.
Sure, I bet he could tell me what I wanted to know but I'd feel like I'd be snooping, it wouldn't be right. To distract myself from asking Alan about Oli's past I take another swig of my drink and make a noise of disgust.
"What the hell did you put this drink? It tastes... weird." I frown down into my cup as if the liquid would tell me the ingredients if I stared long enough.
"You're better off not knowing, just drink it and enjoy the after effect." Alan chuckles and takes a drink of his own.
Well it can't be that bad if I'm drinking the same as him, right? Oh fuck it. I down most of my drink in one and hold in the gag that so desperately wanted to come up from my throat.
Alan bursts out laughing at me and makes fun of me being a light weight which I just glare at him and cross my arms to my chest in a strop. This red head kid was so annoying, why did I have to be left with him, huh? When was Oli getting back, I was feeling kind of sleepy already.
I turn my body away from Alan not wanting him to find another excuse to make fun of me and look around at the other people who were in the kitchen.
My eyes spot a familiar person from the crowd and I break into a smile surprised to see them here.
"Jack!" I call out and the tall man with the vibrant bleach blonde streak in his hair turns around in shock.
"Josh? What the hell are you doing here?" he says, surprised to see me.
"Well it's nice to see you too. Is Alex here as well?" I ask walking up to him and looking behind him in search of my best friend but see two very large masculine men who I didn't recognised instead.
Jack didn't seem like his usual laid back friendly self, he seemed serious and concerned. He places his hands on my shoulders and pulls me back to take a proper look at me.
"Keep your voice down!" he hisses. "And no, he isn't here and neither should you be."
"Why not?" I ask confused. Is just a house party right?
"Who did you come here with Josh?"
"He came with Syko." Alan answers for me with a look of amusement of his face and Jack's face falls and pales.
"No." Jack breathes out fearfully.
"He's not alone, the whole of Horizon are here they were over due their visit. They headed straight to the back room with Austin to do business and I'm left babysitting the new kid." Alan gestures to me.
Jack's face went completely pale and I didn't understand why. I send Alan a glare, I have my own voice and can happily speak for myself when spoken to.
"I can speak for myself you know." I frown at him but he just rolls his eyes.
"Josh, are you in some sort of trouble? Do you owe them some sort of debt?" Jack asks bringing my attention back to him.
What the hell was he talking about? He was acting so strange and paranoid and so unlike him.
"Chill Jack Cat, they didn't touch me. Oli's brother tried to stab me but you can't blame him really... I did kinda deserve it I guess and Oli did get mad and hit me too but it's okay, I think I deserved that too." I smile widely and swayed a little to the side. I felt kind of woozy and my vision kept going blurry which kept making me blink to regain clear vision.
"Alex said you haven't gone back to work since the mugging and taking in the bruises on your face I'm assuming is all down to Syko. Are they holding you hostage? Are they torturing answers out of you?"
Jack was basically interrogating me for answers himself but I couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. He couldn't be more wrong.
"You've got it all wrong Jack. Oli wouldn't hurt me, well, he did...but it doesn't matter 'cause I don't think he meant it." I frown at my own answer. He didn't mean to hit me did he? We have a good thing going on between us.
I felt really dizzy all of a sudden but at the same time really really happy?
"I'm taking you home." Jack takes hold of my wrist and tugs me towards the kitchen door.
"What? No, I just got here." I tell him.
"He has no idea what sort of party he's at." Alan snorts and I send him a confused smile.
"Look around you kid. You're not at your average student house party. There's a reason Syko asked me to keep an eye on you."
Alan says and I curiously take a proper look around me.
I see many people in the room but didn't think anything of it until I see the guns in their back pockets. I gasp in shock and my eyes dart around the entire room and see some guys drug trading, drinking unnecessary amounts of alcohol, some even having heated conversations which could lead to an actual fight and I feel the blood drain from my face when I realise I'm surrounded by gang members?!
Holy shit.
I gulp thickly and glance over at Alan with nervous eyes.
"It's a local gang gathering. Where the gang culture get together from time to time to socialise and trade they're goods and get some dirty work done." Alan informs me.
My eyes widen and I look straight at Jack in disbelief.
"You're in a gang?" I ask in horror.
"Your friend Jack Cat here is the leader of a gang called ATL."
"Yeah, thanks a lot Alan." Jack snarls at him.
"Does Alex know?" I ask more importantly.
"Yes but don't worry about that now. Right now I'm more concerned about getting you out of here and far away from Syko."
"Good luck with that Barakat, you know Horizon has the countries best track record. You won't get very far with him." Alan smirks, enjoying watching Jack squirm.
"Shut up Ashby!" Jack yells, agitated.
"Just saying, it's your head on the line when Syko finds out it's you who's taken him and we all know where that would lead to." Alan was hinting at something because Jack stopped in his tracks, looking hesitant and scared to continue leaving with me.
"And what about you? You just let me take him?"
Alan shrugs and leans against the kitchen counter casually and takes a swig of his drink.
"Syko shouldn't bring his grand prizes to these events if he doesn't want them taken from him. He should have learnt that from last time." Alan hints.
I wasn't paying too much attention to their conversation anymore. I zoned out a bit and my head was spinning from the alcohol and my cheeks hurt from having a Cheshire cat smile permanently stuck to my lips.
I'm suddenly snapped out of my dizzily thoughts when I hear people gasps and I'm being shoved behind Jack and my back pushed up against the kitchen counter as he protectively hides me behind him.
This probably took a couple more seconds than it should have for me but my mind was being slow. I scold at Jack for his harsh actions but I'm faced with the back of his leather jacket.
I peek my head around to see what the hell was going on and I see Jack pointing a gun at someone. My eyes follow the gun and they land on the man I absolutely adore most in this world. Oli. My Oli.
I smile my stupid Cheshire cat smile at him feeling my heart flutter when he smiles back at me.
Oli walks towards us, no signs showing any fear or knowledge of the gun Jack was pointing at right at him.
Oli looks Jack up and down as he was dirt on his shoe before stopping dead in front of the gun.
"I believe you have something of mine, step aside Barakat." Oli says fearlessly.
"Like hell." Jack growls.
"Excuse me?" Oli raised his eyebrow.
"What do you want with him Syko?"
"That isn't exactly any of your business is it Barakat." Oli snaps making me flinch a little.
The two glare at each other.
"Jacckkkkk." I whine fed up of being trapped behind him.
I reach out and place my hand on Jack's shoulder and he turns his head to the side but still kept his attention on Oli.
"Come on, let me go. Why you being so serious for, this isn't like you?" I pout waving my hand around, not understanding why he won't let me go to Oli.
I see Oli quirk an eyebrow at me when I say Jack's name.
"You've got to be kidding, Franceschi knows Barakat? I knew he wasn't as innocent as he was letting on!" Tom blurts out but Oli raises his hand to silence his little brother's outburst.
I shy away back behind Jack, not wanting to cause another fight between me and Tom. One stab to the face is enough for one day.
"I'm going to ask you one more time Barakat, step aside."
Jack stands his ground and ignores Oli's warning. I huff, annoyed that I'm stuck against the kitchen counter and I can't get to my Oli.
"What are you playing at bringing him here? You've put him in so much danger." I hear the fear in Jack's voice but didn't understand the reason behind it.
Was he really that frightened of me being here? Oli would never let anything happen to me though.
I hear Oli snort.
"As if anyone's foolish enough to challenge me, apart from you that is."
"Is that the reason why he's black and blue, he was foolish enough to speak back to you?"
And what happen next happen way too fast for me to register.
Oli punches Jack in the stomach brutally, knocking the wind out of him that he lunges forwards in pain dropping the gun from his grasp. Jack's men step forward but so do the whole of Horizon and they instantly back down. There were only two of them and five of Horizon, they were out numbered and knew they lost this fight before it even begun.
"You're foolish enough to speak back to me Barakat." Oli chuckles, glancing down at a wheezing Jack on the floor.
I watch Oli pull back his fist ready to hit him again and I just explode with panic.
"Oli don't, don't hurt him please!" I yell raising my hands up in a surrender mode to protect Jack. I couldn't stand and watch him hurt him, Jack was my friend and I could watch my love interest hurt him in front of me.
Oli stops what he's doing and our eyes meet, he glares at me with dark unkind eyes but I send him a pleading look begging him not to do it. Everyone in the room was gawking at us wondering if Oli was going to listen to me or not and amazingly, he drops his fist and lets out a frustrated growl but still doesn't keep his eyes off me. I mouth a 'thank you' to him and crouch down next to Jack.
I place my hand on his back and smile my creepy smile at him to kill any hard feelings.
"Jack, Oli isn't going to hurt me. It's not what you think, I promise you, I'm fine." I tell him but he shakes his head in responses and coughs out a 'No'.
"I'm sorry you don't see what I see Jack." I whisper and get up from the floor and make my way over to Oli.
I smile stupidly at him and his eyes soften when I wrap my arms around his waist and bury my face in his chest and he instantly slings his arm around my shoulder and holds me close to him.
"Good boy." He says firmly to me and I nod shyly at him.
He was angry I know that but I also believed he wouldn't hurt me for this.
I see Jack's men help me up to his feet and Oli takes it upon himself to say the last word.
"Let this be a warning Barakat. Never stand in the way of what's mine. You should know that by now." Oli threatens earning Jack to do nothing but glare at him.
Oli's voice sounded blunt and sinister, almost cruel like. I didn't like how he sounded at all, that's not my Oli. He never sounded like that when he spoke to me. I tug at Oli's shirt hinting for us to leave and he hesitantly steps back from Jack.
He smirks at Jack one last time before leading us out of the kitchen with me glued to his side and he rest of Horizon following on after us.