“Kylie I asked a question.”
Vincent asking a question sounds more like a growl which isn't easy to ignore, but my family needs me. And what did I say before? Yes, I am done with Vincent Stone, so done, it isn't even worth thinking about. I know I will think about it, I know I will tumble from my decision but not now.
“It’s family business,” I mutter without slowing down.
My long legs eat up the distance to my friend, not really thinking if he heard me. I need to get Diamond and get the hell out of here.
Diamond chooses that moment to look at me, and with one signal of my head she is leaving all of this behind her and coming to me.
I never could understand our closeness. I never sought to understand our loyalty to each other either.
Since that first day when I met the little girl with a snotty nose crying for a name while I secretly wished for her shoes, I have never questioned why we became so inseparable.
Even now as she leaves the burial of her first love, Diamond doesn't slow her pace. There is no torn feelings, she is walking to me and I am watching her. And she doesn't stop until her arm is around my waist and her head on my shoulder,
“What happened now? If it is David let's make him hang, anyone else I'm in.”
In another time I would easily laugh at her straightforward approach to anything but this is not one of those times.
“We need to leave, it's Jace, I’ll explain later.” Her eyes widen a fraction before she answers with a clipped nod.
Barely missing a beat, our walk toward the car is quick.
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