Davien's P. O. V
My mind flashed back to some days ago, particularly to when Kian was hospitalized after the incident. To the day that I got the call that made me feel that Kian and I had to break up.
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I pulled over at the designated meeting spot, to see he was already waiting for me by his car, holding an alcohol canister to his lips.
"You have less than five minutes to make me not want to punch you in the face." I announced stepping down from my car, leaving the engine running.
He disengaged, and then threw the canister behind him, not caring where it landed. Though I doubt it would hurt anyone, considering this was an old building.
"Don't get a big head you bastard, the only reason I haven't decapitated you yet is because Kian seems to fawn over you." Knoxwell said, and then reclined against his car.
I rolled my eyes, "Talk."
