Hayden makes his way back to his apartment, hands cold and wrapped around himself, he had gone through a many diverse emotions in so little time that he just felt odd.
He got to the door of his apartment and just wanted to turn around and go somewhere else, anywhere else, he didn't think he had the mental or emotional capacity to address the elephant in the room.
Sleeping with it there wasn't an option either.
He pushes open the door with a heavy sigh, locking it from within as he turns around to find Virgil waiting for him in the living room, elbows braced against his knees.
Hayden doesn't know how to feel now that he has confronted Virgil, it was easy to be mad at his mate when he wasn't there and all he could see was how Virgil had kept the truth to him.
But now he sees not just the wrong but the reason behind it and he's just sad.
