Beautiful Soldier: A Dark High School Romance (The Heights Crew Book 3) by E. M. Moore

Author:E. M. Moore [Moore, E. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

19

The elevator opens as I sneak across to my room. I stop in the middle of the hall, peering up as Johnny storms out. His wild hair a halo around his head. He’s disheveled, the collar on his shirt stretched out, and murder radiates from his eyes.

“Where’s Brawler?” he demands. “Is he in here?” he asks, pointing toward Mag’s apartment. “There?” he asks, moving an accusing finger to my door.

I step in front of him, terror seizing me as I gape at his appearance. “Are you okay?”

I twist his face back and forth to see if he’s hurt again, but Johnny wrenches his face from my grip. “I’m fine.”

The door opens behind me, and Johnny gently moves me out of the way to step up to Mag. “Is Brawler in there?”

He doesn’t leave Mag enough time to answer. He elbows him out of the way and strides into the room. Mag follows after, and I’m right on his heels. When I get in, Johnny has Brawler pushed against the side of the couch, leaning over him, his face a mask of torture and anger that pains me. “If you hurt her, I will kill you. Do you understand me? I will fucking kill you.”

Mag pulls Johnny from Brawler, allowing the latter to stand. My fighter didn’t fight back even though I know he could have. He didn’t because we’re all on the same team, whether Johnny knows it or not.

“I’m not going to hurt Kyla. That’s the last thing I want to do. I joined the Crew to help her.”

Mag still has an arm around Johnny, holding him back while he breathes through his nose.

“I didn’t know your dad was going to do that.” Brawler shakes his head, pure agony lancing his face, and I don’t know how Johnny couldn’t believe him. “If I’d known, I never would have done it.”

I shimmy my way between Magnum and Johnny and grip Johnny’s wrist. He peers down at me.

“It’s true,” I tell him. “Brawler wouldn’t hurt me.”

“None of us would hurt her, dude,” Oscar says.

Johnny roars, upheaving the table in front of the couch. It slams to the floor as he yells, “Everything is so fucked.”

He’s not wrong, and I don’t have anything to say that will tell him any different because it does seem as if we’re backed into a corner here. Brawler and I have to fight. There’s no getting out of it. That damage is already done.

So is Brawler’s fate with the Crew.

“We’ll figure it out,” I tell him. It sounds lame as fuck, but it’s all the positive talk I have.

“You’re all willing to help Kyla?” Johnny asks, glaring around the room, begging them to say otherwise. Whatever he had to endure in his father’s suite, he looks as if he’s ready to retaliate on someone else.

He won’t find a fight here. Magnum, Oscar, and Brawler nod.

“Above yourselves? Above your own well-being?”

I bite my lip as they all nod again. The unity in the room makes the space feel smaller as if we all really might be able to help each other.

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