Heartbreak hotel

Chapter 12

When Julian came home after his little drive with Midnight and Royal, he didn’t expect to see Ravi knocked out on the couch and no one else in sight. He frowned as he sipped his drink; the loud slurping was the only noise in the oddly silent house. He took a seat on the chair across from Ravi and watched him.

He had thought about what he had overheard almost a week ago. Nothing popped into his mind no matter how hard he thought about it; he didn’t see Ravi in his memories. Hell, he didn't even know the boy before he walked up to his doorstep in the middle of the night.

So, why had Thea and he been talking about it, and what did his sister know? He had tried to get some information out of her, but she laughed in his face and walked away. But he would keep trying until she left for college in two weeks. He had to.

Julian’s eyes landed on his sister as she walked into the house, and her eyes widened when she saw him. “What’s wrong with him?”

She rolled her eyes as she took a seat on the other sofa. “There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s asleep.”

“At 8 pm?”

“He was stabbed, Julian. Show him some mercy.”

So, I went to Luca’s place and dear god. It's a s**t show. I f*****g love it, but Dad saw me and made me come back so I can babysit him. Take some popcorn.”

“I’m not taking popcorn,” he replied, scowling. “I will take my Monster, though.”

“Oh, the peach one in the fridge?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, I drank that.”

“That was mone.”

“Tough.”

“Why do you think Jamie is back?” he asked, eyeing his sister.

“To get revenge? Piss of Isaiah.” That was fair. Jamie had always been very petty.

Julian eyed his sister. “What’s your opinion on what he did?”

She looked up from her phone and shrugged. “I mean, he did do it to save Jamie, I guess. But from Jamie’s point of view, you know, before he found out about this aunt, he had been his only family, and Isaiah killed him.”

“To protect him,” he replied, frowning. “He did everything to protect him, and now Jamie hates him. I don’t think that’s very fair.”

“Go over to theirs. When I left, they were in a screaming match.”

Julian nodded as he stood up. He faced his sister with one last smile before he walked over to the door, slipping his shoes on. He went three houses down, and she was right. He could hear all the yelling before he even got to the house. He eyed the places across the street and hoped they didn’t call the police like last time. Luca had been so embarrassed. He couldn’t say the same for his father, though. He was sure Ash would kill Mrs. Svetlson for calling the police when they had been having some friendly matches of Mario Kart. By the way, they had not been pleasant.

He sighed as he walked in. The humidity in the house was overwhelming, and the number of people squished in wasn’t helping the situation. But he could hear Jamie yelling at Isaiah, but that wasn’t his priority. He had left the door open for fresh air to circulate the house, but unless everyone stopped yelling, they would have the police knocking on their door again.

He managed to get to the windows and opened them all, exhaling a breath of relief. He couldn’t see much because everyone seemed to be giants, and he was short, so he sighed. He placed his fingers in his mouth and whistled very loudly.

All the yelling stopped, and all eyes turned to him. “Okay, thank you. Now, you need to stop f*****g screaming at one another and have a normal conversation at a normal level. And the rest of you need to go to your own bloody homes unless you want the cops knocking on the doors again.”

“But,” Alex said, frowning. “We’re eating dinner here tonight.”

Julian frowned. “We eat at yours.”

“Yeah, but the Romero’s can cook, and they’re using Luca’s kitchen because it’s the biggest. They said they would feed us as payback for letting them crash here and, you know, for Lucky making sure their nephew didn't die.”

“Happy to help, but they should just go to a hospital next time,” Lucky added, smiling. “I don’t want to lose my licence,” Lucky added, smiling.

“Is it true!?”

All eyes in the room landed on the woman who had walked into their house. Her long black hair was flowing, and when her eyes landed on Jamie, she let out an inhumane sequel as she pushed past everyone and threw herself at Jamie, who had barely caught her and smashed their lips together.

Julian saw the way Isaiah clenched his hands into fists beside him. “Do you not see that we’re in the middle of a conversation.”

“Shut up, you rat,” her voice had been silenced as she had her face buried in Jamie’s neck.

Isaiah pulled out his knife and pressed it against her lower back, his eyes narrowed. “Call me a rat again. See what happens.”

“Look, can we not,” Luca said, sighing. “I know this is a stressful situation, and loads of you enjoy the drama, but how about we all separate and relax? The Romeros were kind enough to make food for everyone, so why don’t we all chill, eat and get a good night’s sleep, and then we can talk about this tomorrow?”

Ah, Luca, always the reasonable one out of the lot. Now, hopefully, they actually listened to him.

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