Page 100 of Stitches

“Here one minute, gone the next. I saw him yesterday, but today I did not. Office was locked up tight. So…Poof. Gone.”

Asylum scrubbed his hand down his face and nodded. “See what you can find out. May be nothing.”

“Probably is everything.”

“Most likely.” Asylum nodded.

“Always likely.” Mirage bit his carrot again.

I looked between them and sighed. It wasn’t often they got together, but when they did, they spoke all weird to one another.

Asylum let out a bark of laughter while Mirage smirked and glanced at me.

“He’ll be fine,” Mirage said.

“Truly. But he’s funny.”

They looked at one another for a moment before full on grinning. It was eerie to see.

“No. Not really. He does, but not as much,” Asylum said. “It’s been OK. I don’t hate him. Much.”

Mirage chuckled. “You know what to do.”

Asylum nodded.

“Could you weird fucks stop that shit?” I called out, shooting them a glare. “I hate it. It’s creepy.”

“We’re creepy,” Asylum said solemnly. “I don’t know how else we could possibly be.”

“Try just being normal instead of all that head shit you do,” I said.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Asylum cocked his head to the left.

“Yeah,” Mirage echoed, cocking his head to the right.

I looked away and shook my head.

Weird fucks and I was cursed to be stuck with them.

“Sinclair, why don’t you scurry off and see if you can find our sweet like firefly. Make sure she’s safe,” Asylum said.

“She’s with Church and Ashes—” I started.

“Go,” he instructed, waving his fingers in a fuck off motion.

“Right. Forgot you two suck each other off when no one is around.” I shoved off the wall I’d been leaning against.

“If you want to join, all you need is ask,” Asylum said innocently.

“Man, no.” Mirage shook his head and slapped Asylum in the arm. “None of that shit.”

I turned and walked away from them, their banter fading away as I left the space and stepped back out into the gray skies.

Sighing, I returned to the courtyard where I’d last seen Sirena and saw she was sitting alone. I frowned at that and started in her direction until I saw Ashes slide in next to her on the bench and put his arm around her shoulder. He uncapped a bottle of apple juice and handed it to her. She took it and sipped at it.

I stopped in my tracks. I hadn’t noticed he’d been at the damn vending machine. Thinking they’d wandered off and left her was stupid of me.

Ashes caught my eye and sat up a little straighter as he stared at me.

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