Kale-

Okay, yeah, I need to curb my anger. I know. Lucca doesn’t deserve it when I know it’s not his fault. I just need to get past these next few days and everything’ll be fine. I won’t ever have to see that guy ever again and things’ll go back to how they used to be. Everything going good.

Lucca keeps warily looking over at me like I’ll burst at any moment so I reach over the middle console and give his shoulder a light shove which, I guess was a bit much since he ends up swerving slightly.

“Jesus, man! Are you trying to kill us?” He says with a laugh, and we’re back to how things are supposed to be.

“If I did that then who would piss off my dad?” I say back with a smirk.

“Oh damn, all that would be left would be my brother. He wouldn’t be able to handle the pressure to keep up, dude.”

“I think he’s the smarter one out of the two of you, though.”

“The fuck does that mean?” Lucca says with mock offense.

“He lost a duel in perfect timing.”

Lucca’s family owns a few companies and is currently trying to gain a few more. So Tomias, Lucca’s twin; in hopes of consolidating another company into Lucca’s family’s organization, attempted a duel.

It didn’t go well for him.

Things still aren’t simply handed over with agreements and money as humans do. We literally have to fight for what we want. So if a family wants to move up in ranks or become more wealthy and have higher standing, we have to take it.

Now when we need to make a deal with the werecats, then, things are generally handled with money. The boring way.

Or in Lucca’s case, well, I’m sure it’s easy to imagine how he ‘acquires’ things.

We get back and quickly drop the car off at one of the valets that are still hanging around. Lucca bounds out of his door all energized and rejuvenated, a quirk of his. You’d think that someone would be tired after running but no, not him.

“Are you ready for tonight, my dude?” He asks me as he closes his door a little too enthusiastically, “Wait… never mind…”

And there’s that.

“As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess,” I reply flatly while pulling my bag from the back seat. I think I’ve gotten over being pissed. Somewhat. Or maybe this run just made me too tired to care about anything anymore.

“My god I need a shower. Fuck that was a good run though, right?”

I silently nod and walk towards the door while I’m reminded of images of a toffee pup jumping around me and playfully nipping at my legs during the run; when Lucca falls in step with me. He’s just so, full of energy to where I fear for the person he meets up with after dinner. Oh wait－ he can’t do hookups anymore. Well, I fear for Makksi then. Should they ever…get…that way…

The thought of him hooking up with Makksi after dinner makes me feel sick. I then feel anger start to rise as my mind keeps playing images of Lucca and Makksi doing shit together, not even sexual shit; so I take a deep breath before continuing the walk through the mansion. Lucca stops when he notices that I had. At the base of the stairs.

Why does it have to be stairs.

I take another deep breath to try to reduce the increasing irritation from just, one thing after another happening today before I begin walking up to them; and under my breath, I mumble to myself, “God I need help.”

I shouldn't have said anything though because as soon as I did, Lucca pushes out his arm for me like some gentleman and a smirk to go with it, just to be a teasing dick.

“That’s not what I meant,” I say with a huff.

“Aww.”

“This anger is irritating, and then it’s irritating that I’m irritated, and then pissed because I’m irritated abought being irritated about being angry…”

“Sounds like a ‘you’ problem,” Lucca says sarcastically with a smirk as he steps into the bedroom, tosses his bag down next to the closet then starts to strip on his way to the bathroom. He stops and turns to me just before stepping out, his smirk completely gone, and seriously tells me, “You know I support you man, if you need to seek help with that.”

I nod and set my stuff down next to his and call out to him as I sit down in that comfortable armchair next to the bed, “Don’t fucking jerk off in there, I’m taking a shower after you!”

“No promises bro!” he calls back just before the water turns on.

‘Just one more day.’ I tell myself while pulling my hands down my face.