Weapons

Roman

I've been pacing and in deep thought ever since she left, I know she went to see him.

Mason.

Fuck knows what they're doing right now!

I don't even have the right to be jealous or angry when she's not mine, especially when we're on the verge of war.

But why does it feel like she's mine? It can't be just sex between us, can it?

I know she feels whatever this is, I can't be alone in this. I see the way she watches me when she thinks I'm not looking.

“You're going to wear a hole in that ground if you don't stop what you're doing” I turned to see the smug look on Caleb's face, “Why don't you just call her?”

I scowl, “Who said it's about her?”

“Oh don't play me for a fool Roman, I see the way you look at her, and her you”

I simply raise my eyebrows, refusing to say anything.

“It's okay if you would rather not admit it but hear me okay”

“What do you want?” I ask with a heavy exhale. There's an ache in my head and I really don't want to be talking right now.

“That girl has gone through s