SHOCK AND HURT

LEO'S POV

"Why would she think I was going for a burial, like black wasn't a cool colour?" That was all that kept on ringing bell in my head while I was driving to Jack's house. He called me earlier that day, informing me about how his dad was attacked and was hospitalized so he had to run things in the Mafia but he didn't know how so he needed my help. I was surprised when I saw my phone ring and it was Jack calling, I remembered what he did and chucked I didn't want to pick his call because I was still mad at him. Jack kept on calling so I thought it was an emergency, he was still my friend anyways, he had always been there for me anytime I needed him. After promising him that I was going to be there soon, I ended the call sent for Clara. By the time she came I was already done preparing, already heading to my car when I saw her coming to my room. She paused when she saw me and that was when she asked me if I was going for a burial, I was shocked by what she mean but I decided