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I let out an unladylike snort as I processed his words, surprising the both of it.
It was ironic. I scared him.
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> Sebastian muttered, dropping his hands to his sides. The loss of warmth and comfort left me cold and empty, though I masked my sadness instantly, unwilling to let him know his effect on me. > I held my breath after I asked this, anticipating the series of answers he could give me.
Sebastian looked confused for a mere second, before he took a step back and sighed.
I watched him closely, ignoring the painful tug on my heart as he distanced himself from me.
I didn't know why I cared, I just did.
he responded tiredly, rubbing his hand across his forehead in an attempt to soothe himself.
I watched him as the wrinkles from his forehead slowly relaxed, though the exhaustion and stress remained evident in his eyes. It was then that I took a good look at Sebastian, and noticed how drained he looked. > Sebastian cut me off, a bitter tone leaking into his voice. >
Sebastian's sudden implication made me drop my jaw with surprise. In contrast to his fatigued form only moments ago, he looked frankly pissed off right now.
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I mimicked his actions and narrowed my eyes in return, annoyance sparking within myself.
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Sebastian grew red and didn't hesitate to get right in my face. > I frustrated noise left my mouth and my arms dropped from my chest, my hands curling into fists.
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> He shot back, ignoring my question.
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> > I spat out sarcastically, « Especially coming from you. >>
I saw the rush of fury in Sebastian's eyes before I felt it. The next thing I knew, I was being held to the wall by neck, which wasn't a first with him. The surprise had taken my breath away; I instantly began clawing at his hand in a weak attempt to pull him away.
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His reference to my visit to Eric made my blood boil and I was on m feet in seconds.
> I snapped, >
My eyes widened slightly as Sebastian shoved Mason and Callum away, his murderous glare making me slightly regret my decision to say anything.
But then again, I am Evelyn Claire Summers, and I regret nothing.
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> Sebastian looked as if he were about to yell something at me, but instead took a step back, a smirk quirking at his lips.
«You're right, I'm not acting like a gang leader right now. >> His smirk was growing deeper and fuller, making my stomach twist under the anxiety his newfound amusement brought me.
I looked around the room, feeling uncomfortable as silence fell over us.
>
Talk about a low blow.
I stared at Sebastian, my lips sealed shut. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had upset me. No, I couldn't do that.
With a tight smile, I turned on my heel and went up the stairs soundly, not followed by any of the boys.
Though I had put enough distance between Sebastian and myself, I could hear his words repeat inside of my head, as if they were mocking me.
It was weird though- because I wasn't hurt by what he said, no... I was frustrated. I was irritated beyond belief and I could feel myself growing more annoyed by the second.
It sucked, it all sucked because he was right.
I had a reputation, had being the key word. During my time with the Kings I had lost in a matter of days, and now I was going to have to work to get it back.
> I said quietly, staring hard at the floor. >