Page 20 of Chance

Harley shouts,"Get your ass back in here," but it's too late as the door closes.Not long after, I hear the loud noise of Elliot’s bike as he drives off.

"Sorry, bro, I'm meeting Luke at the gym so I’ve got to go," I say with a grin.

"Are Blake and Izzy here?" he asks hopefully.

"Erm, they're in their room," I say, rolling my eyes as Harley groans.

"For fuck’s sake. Fine, Elliot damn well owes me,"he says, walking out.

I laugh and leave for the gym. By the time I get there, I’m ten minutes late due to heavy traffic. Flashing my card at the receptionist, I walk in. I eventually find Luke running track outside, and I wait for him to stop.

"Hey man, how's my nephew and soon to be sister-in-law?" he asks, doing stretches, and then takes a drink.

"Good. I'm trying to find somewhere for us to live. We talked, and she is looking at houses with me tomorrow." I grin, and Luke gives me a high-five.

"I'm seriously glad for you, bro," he says as I do a few stretches myself.

"Thanks. Let's run, boy." I grin as he punches my arm, the fucker is strong.

"Who are you calling ‘boy’, asshole?" He laughs as I run off ahead of him, and we do ten laps around the track before heading inside to lift weights.

I’m halfway through my weights when a shadow stands over me. I put the weight back and sit up to see a very angry Elena staring at me. She leans in to kiss me, but I push her away.

"What the hell are you doing, Elena?" I ask angrily, and I groan as she looks on the verge of tears. I don't want to upset her, but I need to at least get her the hell away from me. I watch as her emotions change from upset to mad in a couple of seconds.

"You can't just dump me! Who's the girl?" she demands loudly, and everyone in the gym turns to look. I want to get up, but I can't without being too close to her, and I don't want that. I see Luke walks over from the corner of my eye.

"Elena, it was never serious between us, so I don't see why you’re acting like this,” I say,trying to calm her down; if anything, she looks angrier. Even with the load of makeup she has on, I can see how red her face is.

"What a load of bollocks, it wasn't serious!” she mimics my voice before she carries on shouting. “We have been fucking for months, and you didn't keep any of the other girls around."

I look at her now with her fake, blond hair and overdone makeup. I think the only reason I touched her was because she looks nothing like the girl I'm in love with. I can't tell her the reason I let her hang around was that she reminded me Maisy was really gone, and that it was my fault. I think being with Elena was a way to hate myself and remind myself daily what a fuck up I am.

"I should have said no months ago. Look, you need to leave and stay away from me. You’re a pretty girl, you'll find someone else,"I tell her gently, while she gives me a look that would kill me if looks could kill.

"Come on, Elena. I'll walk you out now," Luke kindly says as he comes to stand at her side. She slaps me hard across the face before kissing my cheek. I push her away, and she smiles in a plastic kind of way that reminds me of a doll.

"You've always been mine, Sebastian, and I'll wait for you," she promises before walking out. Luke glares at her and shakes his head at me.

"She is all sorts of fucking crazy, dude,"he mutters.

"I know." I cringe, watching as she stomps away.

"Be careful, bro," Luke says, watching her walk away, worriedly.

"I will. Are you looking forward to finally being able to legally drive soon?" I laugh, changing the subject. If Luke realises, he gives nothing away as he grins at me. I smile back, knowing Luke has been driving since he was fifteen. We all learnt to drive around then. The police will let everyone around here get away with anything for a pay check.

"Funny, dude. I'm looking forward to the presents." He grins.

Harley offered to let him have a house party, but Luke wasn’t interested at first until I changed his mind and reminded him it doesn’t matter if anything is wrecked. I laugh internally, knowing Luke will just pay with his inheritance to replace anything that is broken or messed up, and Harley will pretend it didn't happen. He doesn't like us using the house very often, so it's a nice surprise.

I remember back to all the parties we used to throw when Harley was away on work or whatever. Harley would wake us up loudly and make us clean the house, and then work our asses off at his gym. I don’t think he knows it, but working at the gym helped us calm our anger and stopped us getting in more trouble than we could have a few years ago.

"Are you still not planning to go to university next year, bro?" I ask, knowing we have all been encouraging him to go to college or university. Luke refuses, saying he just wants to work at the tattoo studio, which, I'll admit, he is damn good at, but I still worry.

"Don't start, dude, it’s my choice. I don't give a shit about any other kind of work. I know it's not great pay, but I don't need the money. Eventually, I'll be good enough to open my own shop and hire staff myself."He smirks. Clearly he has it all planned out; I just hope he sticks to it.

"All right, I had to ask. Has Harley been bugging you more, then?"I ask.

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