Page 70 of Heartless Heathens

“What the fuck are you doing out here?” I asked, my voice raspy from sleeping fourteen to fifteen hours.

Her eyes sprung open like she hadn’t been asleep at all.

“Uh… Felix was asleep, I didn’t want to bother him after—”

“After she came her face off in Sonny’s room.” Felix walked into the room, grabbing an apple from the fruit basket and taking a bite out before winking at her. “You should have come in anyway. I sleep better when I’m holdin’ on to something beautiful.”

She gave a sheepish smile like she had no reason to argue with anything he’d said.

“The fuck is happening here?” I asked, yawning and stretching for the first time in too long.

I fucking hated missing out.

“I think we’re keeping her,” Felix said with a mouthful of apple before sitting on the arm of the couch and draping his own over her shoulder and bringing her closer to him. “Did you sleep well, or did this giant bastard take up the whole couch?”

“He was here first,” she said, like her moral compass made her somehow stick up formein this whole thing.

“No pretty girl, technicallyyouwere here first.” He laughed before placing a kiss on her cheek.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” I asked, ignoring any attempt to actually discuss this girl or what her presence here meant in any way for us.

“We’re gonna talk about why you’re blacking out so often.” Sonny walked into the room, meticulously folding his sleeves over his forearms, scowl already set in place for the day.

“Or, we’re not. Maybe it’s the fact you sent me out with two rando bitches.”

“Oh? Is that so? Are you a rando bitch, Pet?” Sonny asked her as he passed by her, brushing a finger under her chin to lift her gaze up to him.

She pulled out a phone and typed some things onto it before looking back to Sonny to shake her head.

“No,” she answered vocally, drawing a crooked smile from him that she couldn’t see because she dropped her gaze back down too soon.

He noticed and narrowed his eyes at her.

I chuckled.

Inoticed everything.

They both looked at me but didn’t bother to look back at each other.

“So what, while I was out, you both flipped the narrative, deciding she’snotworking for Frollo, isnotthe enemy, and issomehowtrustworthy enough to stay here. In our home?” I asked.

“It’s her home,” they both replied simultaneously.

Predictable for Felix, and he’d probably lose interest in a month.

But Sonny? I’d never seen him give this much attention to anything that didn’t have bound pages.

“For the first time in his life, Sonny Santorini has a fucking crush. Would you look at that Fe?” I crossed my arms over my chest knowing Sonny wouldn’t fuck with me after an episode.

If his eyes could have burned holes through me though, the motherfucker would have smoked me alive. His stare was filled with nothing but sheer contempt.

“Shh!” Felix hissed out dramatically. “Don’t ruin a good thing, I’m literally basking in this. You know how he gets when you point out what a good job at being human he’s doin’.” Felix laughed, moving over to the kitchen and pulling random things out of the fridge.

Sonny acted like we weren’t talking about him at all, sauntering over to the island and sitting down like he was just waiting for Felix to drop a hot meal in front of him. I looked over to the girl and she had her head dropped like she was fucking shy or something.

“You’re telling me you let Sonny fuck your brains out but you’re too shy to have us talk about it in front of you?” I pointed out crudely.

“Who said Ilethim do anything?” She asked quietly.