SAGE novel Chapter 44

Sage Miller

It seems I honestly don't play any fucking role in my life anymore. Shit just happens and I'm like, 'oh this is what we're doing right now?ok'.

I genuine don't know what the fuck happening in my life anymore. Everything is just going sideways.

"What?" I asked shocked. My eyes found Sebastian and he was already looking at me.

I fucking hate how stoic he always is.

"What?" Styles asked back frowning.

I hate how he's acting like he doesn't get what I'm talking about.

"Am I not getting one?" I didn't mean to raise my voice at him but I did.

I felt betrayed in a way. I'm always with Styles not Sebastian. Should I not get a gun too?

Don't I deserve it? I've been loyal haven't I?

But I truly didn't mean to raise my voice at him.

After all he's still the Godfather. People fear him. Even me.

"You're not ready to carry a gun." He explained casually but I wasn't having it.

I thought I caught a reaction from Sebastian, shock maybe but when I looked again he was stoic. Like he always is.

Fuck him, right?

"And he is ready?" I asked pointing at Sebastian. "He is fucking ready?"

The anger I was trying so much to conceal was now showing. Flooding through my system.

Styles looked up at me for the first time. When my eyes met his I took a step back.

It was no secret how intimidating his eyes were. He struck fear into anyone with only his eyes.

And right now his eyes were blazing with fire, irritation and annoyance.

"Yes Sage, he is fucking ready." He declared and turned to Sebastian. "Pack the guns."

The way he ordered him told me how furious and irritated he was.

He was in no mood for shit.

Although I was furious and frustrated I knew when to take a step back when it comes to Styles.

Styles eruptly started walking away towards the lounge.

I stood there not knowing what to do with myself.

Sebastian packed the guns and followed Styles. He stopped when he realised I wasn't following.

"Aren't you coming?" He asked me but at that moment I didn't want to hear his voice or even see his face.

I resented Sebastian so much at that time that if I had a gun in my hand I'd shoot his motherfucking face without a second thought.

At the same time I felt so much envy when I looked at him.

It wasn't enough that he took my co-captainship. He had to get the gun when I didn't.

What does he have that I don't huh?

"Fuck off." I blew him off and walked fast passing him standing there looking like he's so better than to react.

I heard him sigh then I heard his footsteps behind me and I just walked faster.

I made it to the front and Styles was already waiting by the car.

"I don't have all day. I have places to be." He said and Sebastian took the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car.

I didn't feel like getting in the same car as fucking Sebastian.

So I walked past Styles and the car. I would find my own way home.

Fuck both of them. I thought bitterly. They can both suck my dick.

"Where the fuck are you going?" I heard Styles call.

"Home." I yelled back at him.

"If that's the case you're going the wrong way." He told me and I flipped him.

"I don't care." I yelled back again and didn't change the direction.

I just kept walking.

It was quiet for about a minute until the car pulled up next to me.

I looked up and saw Sebastian in the driver's seat. I clicked my tongue and looked somewhere else and walked faster.

"Sage get in the damn car." Styles said and I rolled my eyes.

"No thank you. I'll find my own way home." I told both of them and walked faster than before.

I was basically speed walking but it didn't matter much because they were in a car and I was on my legs.

"Stop acting like a pmsing bitch and get in the car." It wasn't Styles who said that but Sebastian.

I stopped and my head snapped towards him. I glared at him.

"Did you just call me a bitch?" I asked him and the car stopped. "Get out of the damn car so I can fucking show you a bitch."

"I'll be fucking glad to knock some sense into you with my fucking fist." He spat back and I was fucking ready for him.

I took my stand and as he was ready to get out Styles snapped.

"Sage get in the fucking car now." I froze when Styles roared.

I didn't alter any other word. I did exactly what he said.

I slowly opened the door and got.

All the way back to the warehouse no one said anything. Everyone was stuck in their own head.

I hadn't realised we were back at the warehouse until I noticed the car wasn't moving anymore.

Styles and Sebastian were already out of the car. Tim approached Styles and they shared a silence conversation.

Sebastian handed Tim the car keys and went inside the warehouse.

I waited a few seconds before I made my way toward the entrance. I didn't join any of the guys, I opened Styles office and sat on the sofa.

I leaned back and rested my head. My body was so stiff and tense. I still hadn't gotten over the fact that styles chose him over me.

And I don't think I'll ever get over it really.

I meant am I useless? Don't I deserve a gun? Am I not good enough for me?

The questions kept coming back to me and I kept asking myself these question and I couldn't find the answers.

I just don't get it. It seems like Sebastian is better than me in every damn thing.

It's like he's good enough and I'm not. It's not just about the co-captainshipor him getting the gun anymore.

It's the way he looks at me. I know he fucking thinks he's better and fucking untouchable.

You can tell by the way he damn walk. He thinks he's some big shot or something. He fucking believes it in fact.

The door suddenly opened and I jumped even when I knew who it was.

I was so lost in my head just then that he surprised me.

"Didn't expect you'd be here." Styles said and closed the door.

He gracefully walked around the room and circled the his table.

He then placed the case with guns on the table and opened it.

Styles is so perfect in everything he does. He is a damn perfection. A God even.

I wonder how he does it. He never trips on anything. Every move is calculated and executed with so much grace that everything is so unnatural.

"I can leave if you want." I said and I was already standing.

"Sit the fuck down Sage." He commanded and I did what he said. "I'm in no fucking mood to entertain your fucking childish tantrums."

I sunk on the sofa feeling so small and worthless.

"Stop acting like a fucking child. This is the exact reason I didn't give you a gun and it seems like you're not getting it anytime soon. You're are not a fucking child, you're not playing house with your stupid friends anymore. This is real life and if you don't grow up and act like a fucking responsible man and stop sucking like a two year old, maybe. Just maybe I'll reconsider but until you've proven yourself that I can trust you to responsibly carry a gun you ain't getting shit."

He rarely used his full on English accent unless he was truly pissed.

He was breathing hard like he was holding back on saying everything in his head.

"Do we fucking understand each other?" He asked and I gave him a curt nod. "I said do we fucking understand each other?"

"Yeah we do." I replied low.

"Good. Now let's talk business. You have a delivery tonight at D's strip club." He told me.

"Does Seba-" I shutted myself up when he shot me a nasty glare. "I mean can I bring someone, Sebastian maybe."

That's not what I wanted to say and I'm pretty sure he knew that.

"No." He replied shortly.

"Can I trust you to do the delivery or are you gonna continue being a complete bitch?" He rhetorically asked.

"I can." I firmly told him and took up and approached him to get the details.

"It's just a drop-off only. No collection." He told me and proceeded go give me the full details.

Including how much merch I'll be dropping off.

I listened carefully so I didn't screw it up. But it's not like I've ever screwed a drop-off before.

But just in case this is some test. I was so determined to pass if that's the case.

"What are you fucking staring at?" I barked at Kate besides me.

Her eyes went on the floor or on me like they should've been.

"N...nothing." She stammered and looked down.

Even a day later my foul mood didn't seem to get any better or simmer. In fact people seem to go out of their shitty ways to piss me off.

I don't fucking know why but they're truly fucking with me.

"That wasn't nothing. Who the fuck were you staring at?" I asked her and looked around to hopefully find the fucker she was looking at.

I looked around the hallway but no one caught my attention but I was still irked.

"I promise Sage. I wasn't looking at anyone. I only have eyes for you." She whispered the last part and even if I didn't want to admit it.

It calmed me down a bit. I calmed down and grabbed her hand. A bit rough if I might add.

She winced but didn't pull it away like she normally did.

I was glad because today I didn't have the mental capacity of dealing with her rebel self.

It's doesn't help that I know that tomorrow is Alora's birthday but it isn't just her birthday.

Tomorrow marks a year of fully knowing Alora. It was at her party that we started talking after all.

A year ago everything seemed so easy and simple that it is right now.

A year ago we agreed to keep our relationship simple and casual. Now a year later I'm hung up on her.

I'm looking for her in every girl I fucked.

It's fucked up. Kate is paying for Alora's actions. It's more than fucked up really but I still can't help it.

So much has happened in a year. My life has changed so much since I met her.

I'm not sure I regret meeting her or not.

I want to regret it but deep down I know I'd do it all over again.