Oliver wasn't surprised about that. Rogan didn't seem to like a lot of things. Oliver and Leo included.
Would he ever like them?
"Okay," Leo said. "You don't like us. We get that. We don't really like you either."
Oliver wasn't expecting Leo to say that to Rogan. He was the one who said we needed to get onto Rogan's good side, not his bad side.
Rogan laughed.
He fucking laughed.
"Yes, I expected that," Rogan said. "After all, I did kidnap my sister from you. I didn't expect you guys to love me."
Oliver rolled his eyes.
"What do you want?" Oliver asked. "Or can we go back to Hedda now?"
Rogan glared at him. Oliver didn't want his time wasted and Rogan was doing just that. Did he have something planned?
"Are you fucking stalling us?" Oliver asked as he took a step forward.
"No," Rogan said. "I'm not and I promise. I did come here with a purpose."
"So, what is it?" Leo asked.
"What's the purpose?" Oliver asked.
Rogan continued to glare at Oliver. He didn't mind though. He was used to it.
"I was fucking getting to it," Rogan said. "You guys can take Hedda back to Missouri."
"Already planning on it," Oliver said.
He wasn't going to leave Hedda here. He didn't want that and he knew she didn't either.
"Fucking shut up," Rogan said. "For fucking five minutes. Please."
Oliver smirked. Ah, he loved riling people up.
"Then get fucking on with it," Oliver spat out. "You're taking your time like a one hundred year old. Slow as a fucking turtle."
Rogan stalked towards him, lifting his fist.
"Come at me," Oliver said. "I'll put you in your fucking place."
He disliked people like Rogan. People who thought they were the shit and could do anything they wanted.
"Why you piece of shit!" Rogan yelled. "I shouldn't let you be with Hedda!"
"Hey!" Leo yelled. "Knock it off. Both of you!"
Leo got in between Rogan and Oliver, placing a hand on their chest.
"Let me at him," Oliver said. "Let me put him in his place. Pampered Prince."
"You piece of shit!"
"Stop!" Leo yelled. "You don't want Hedda seeing you like this, do you?"