Leo
“You said we won’t get in trouble,” I shout as the door locks behind us.
Kai raises an eyebrow at me. “And you believed me?” He questions, and even though I still want to punch him, he has a point. Why did I believe him? It’s not like his plans have been much of a success in the past.
“I can’t be here.” I say and take a seat on the cold metal bench screwed to the wall. I place my head in my hands and try to take a deep breath, but the only thing I inhale is the stale smell of the cell, and that makes my nausea worse. “I hate you.” I mumble, and Kai chuckles.
He waves a hand to the police officer on the other side, and the man looks at him with annoyance.
“Can I make a phone call? It’s all a misunderstanding.
” He tells the officer with this polite, manipulating voice he uses when he needs to get out of a mess.
I have seen him use it countless times, and even though he doesn’t look exactly trustworthy, most people believe this act.
The officer approaches and allows Kai out.
I try to follow, but he closes the door right on my face, and everything seems to shrink.
The walls of the small cell move inward, trying to crush me into a Leo made pulp.
The room is spinning, and I can’t focus on what Kai is doing until he is allowed back in and immediately rushes to me.
“Calm down, man. I am here. Rachel will come and get us. Noah too.” He tells me, and it’s not until Noah’s name is mentioned that my mind clicks back to reality.
I want to yell that he shouldn’t come here, but how exactly do I tell Kai that my boyfriend, or fake husband, or whatever he is can’t come pick me up from the police station because he kind of helped me hide a body?
Well, not really. Logan did the hiding, but Noah did the preparation for the hiding, and I was standing there useless, having a fucking panic attack, kind of like the one I am having now.
“Everything will be okay,” Kai whispers as he forces me to sit on the bench, and I close my eyes, taking a deep breath again.
This time it actually works. My pulse goes back to a normal rate, and I focus on Kai’s voice, even though I no longer hear exactly what words come out of his mouth.
I just focus on the sound, grounding myself, trying to allow the rational part of me to kick in and save me.
I am sure Noah will figure it out. He is smart. Smarter than me, that’s for sure.