Her reply seems short but I nod my head. I can understand her maybe not wanting to give me a lot, considering I did find her in a very vulnerable position and have been nothing but persistent.
Kennedy turns left and I stumble as I try to keep up with her. For a small thing, she is quick.
“So, what is there to do around here?” I prod, trying to get as much from her as I can. What can I say? I’m selfish. Right now, I get her all to myself. Once Jax and Ledger meet her, I’ll have to share. Which is something I wouldn’t normally mind but right now, I want this piece of her. The piece that says she is only mine, even if it's for a moment.
“I’m probably not the right person to ask that. I don’t really get out alot.” I frown, “And why is that?”
She just shrugs her shoulders before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, “Just a homebody I guess.”
“You guess?” I snort, raising an eyebrow.
“It's a bit hard to go out and be social when you don’t have any friends.” That makes me pause. A supposed homebody with no friends and a torso covered in bruises? Alarm bells blast in my head. My hackles rise as I follow closely behind her.
“Do you not have a pack then?” I ask quietly. I feel nervous as I wait for her to reply even though it's only seconds that I wait.
She shakes her head in reply and my body instantly relaxes. At least that's one thing I’ve got going for me.
“Just yourself and your parents then?” I query.
Kennedy comes to an immediate stand-still. Her previous meek demeanor is gone and in its place is one pissed off Omega.
“I don’t know what you are trying to get at here, Theo. This isn’t twenty questions. This isn’t some befriending the loner kid until you get in with the popular kids. This isn’t your chance to swoop in so you can stroke your hero complex. The best thing you can do is forget that Home Room even happened.”
Her body remains stock still as she looks me dead in the eye, “I’m not worth saving so quit while you are ahead.”
Kennedy turns away and takes a part of me with her as she goes.
I can’t move even though everything in me demands that I follow her. To make right whatever wrong I did.
Instead, I watch in a shocked silence as my pissed off Omega storms off away from me.
Chapter Three
Iflop down into my seat in my Designation class, slamming my books down on the desk. A student in front of me startles, turning a glare my way. When I would have previously cowered under the glare sent my way and apologised profusely, I couldn't care any less right now.
Who the fuck does this Theo guy think he is?
I feel like I completely misread him. He seemed so kind and caring as he helped ease me out of my panic. I was shocked at how forward he was when he lifted my shirt to see my bruised ribs, but from the look on his face, it seemed like he generally cared about it. That instead of being mad at me, he was madforme.
The look on his face had sent a foreign spike of arousal through me even though all I felt was panic.
Panic at the thought that someone would relay the interaction back to my father. No doubt they will. He most likely already knows and is patiently waiting for me to return home. But the moment Theostarted asking questions, I couldn’t help the panic from rising. Is he some kind of test sent by my father?
A way for him to gauge my loyalty to him by seeing if I will bend?
It wouldn’t surprise me if that was exactly what he had done. Nothing comes as a surprise to me any more when my father is involved.
He craves power. He craves loyalty. He is a fucking dictator. Emphasis on the dick. I keep my gaze firmly on the front of the room even as I feel Theo walk into the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I see two other guys not far behind him.
From what I can tell, these guys must be new too.
Are these his brothers?
No. Stop it, Kennedy.
I don’t need these men to derail me anymore than my life already is. Theo may be incredible eye candy and I’m sure his friends are as well based on the half-assed visual I got of them, but is any man worth a lashing?
I don’t fucking think so.