#Repost @mneverauthor (@get_repost) ・・・ #SlashesChapterHop 7 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Why do you care? I believe your exact words just were, and I quote, ‘I don’t give a crap about you or your family,’” I spit.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “You’re mistaken. What I said is, ‘I don’t give a crap about what you or your family needs,’” he corrects. “If you’re going to quote someone, at least make it accurate.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I bristle. Is he being serious right now?⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Can I go, please?” I yank on the door handle. “This was a huge fucking mistake. I see that now.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The door doesn’t budge though. He clearly isn’t letting me leave that easily.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Not until you tell me exactly why you’re here. Is my dad okay?”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “He’s fine.” I fight against his stronghold on the door. I just want to go. Disappear and forget I was ever here. I’d like Ky Parish to do exactly the same. “He’s in Paris with my mother.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Ky scoffs, “Of course he is. Living the highlife with his high-profile fucking princess.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Huge fan of my family, I see,” I rip on him as I continually tug.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Huge is a bit of an exaggeration.” Ky moves slightly, and I go flying across the front seat as the force of my fight slingshots me back, the door slamming closed with an absurdly loud crash. Fucker.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I punch the engine on, but he reopens the door before I can pull away.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Why did you come here?” he leans over me and asks with all seriousness. I get a perfect look at him. All the hard yet soft lines of his face. The golden five o’ clock shadow that matches the messy mop on top of his head. And his eyes. Damn those arresting eyes. They’re almost turquoise from the way the light is hitting them.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I have to remind myself to breathe. Ky Parish has to be one of the most striking men I have ever encountered, slash across his face and all.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Link in profile!! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SlashesintheSnow #BaumSquad https://www.instagram.com/p/BvfO4jrAqqd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ng5zvxec519w