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"She asked me for Damien's number and said something weird about him sleeping outside and how she missed him." he said, and my entire body stiffened. My breath escalated, and I ripped my hand out of his.
"What?" I hissed. "What thehellare you talking about?"
Oh my god, this was not good. This wasn't right.
How did she know he'd been sleeping outside?
"What's wrong with you?" Tyson asked as he approached me quickly with his hands held out in front of him, palms facing me in a nonthreatening manner.
I pointed my finger at the dirt road, and demanded, "Tell me exactly what she said. Word for word, Ty. I want to know, and I you need to tell me right now."
"You know something," he said. "What do you know that I don't?"
"I have to call Damien," I said as I ignored his outstretched hands and reached for the phone inside my hoodie pocket. I had the screen unlocked and was going to my text messages when Tyson took the phone out of my hands.
"Hey," I cried. "I was going to use that."
"I know," he said. "And I can't let you do that."
I slammed both my hands on my hips angrily and glared at him. "Why not?" I shouted at him.
He winced as he moved into me, crowding my space.
"Lower your damn voice," he hissed. "You're going to wake up Dash, and then we are going to be in deep shit."
I shook my head. Oh, no. The only person here who was going to be in deep shit with anybody was him, and that had absolutely nothing to do with me.
He stuffed my cell phone in the back pocket of his dark blue jeans and just like that it was gone.
"Give me my phone back," I hissed at him.
"No," he said.
"No?" I asked in an angry voice (but a quiet one because I didn'treallywant to wake Dash up, not until after I knew what was going on here). "What the heck do you mean, no? You can't just take my phone away from me and think you're going to keep it. That's ridiculous."
"You can think it's ridiculous all you want," he told me, "but it's what's happening here, and you're going to have to deal with it because I'm not giving it back to you right now."
I huffed angrily. This was not cool.
"What do you want from me?" I growled at him.
He threw his arms up in the air in exasperation and leaned towards me. This time there was nothing nonthreatening about his movements. He radiated hostility in waves that rolled off of him.
"I didn't want any of this," he snarled at me in an ugly voice. "It was you who insisted on this nonsense. I wanted to deal with everything on my own, but you said nooooo, we needed to do it together. So, I'm here, ready for us to take care of this, the two of us, and you are giving me nothing but grief for it. I took your phone because I'm worried that the minute my back is turned away from you you're going to be on it texting or phoning my Uncle, and then I'm going to be screwed because he will rage that I didn't immediately go to him with this so he could take control of the situation. But, Ariel, you have to understand. Uncle Quint will do something so bad to her that I am worried the Council will hurt him. They let it go the last time because of who grandpa was, but you don't get many chances with them, and now that we have you we need to be extra careful."
I thought about Rain saying he'd hunted rogue witches, and that his family had since forever, and that they'd broken off from the Council, and wondered what that meant for me since Rain and I shared blood and all. I knew enough to know that he didn't want anything to do with them and didn't want them to know about him, and figured I ought to be extra careful with the Council as well. And by extra careful I meant more careful than I already needed to be just by being a girl, because they were creepy and bad news for girls. Meeting them hadn't made me like them any more than I thought I was going to, even if Adrian did have his moments where he seemed like a decent human being. Then he went and ruined it by offering to give me an actual human being as a servant of some sort, and all of my good thoughts towards him had gone right down the shitter.
"Ariel," Ty snapped angrily and I blinked, coming out of my thoughts. "Are you even listening to me?"
I thought I had been, but maybe I had missed something important while thinking about the Council.
"What's the plan?" I asked.
"Just like that?" He asked incredulously. "You were pissed off a minute ago and demanding I give you your phone back so you could call Uncle Quint on my ass, and now you want to know what the plan is?"
Yeah, I couldn't blame him for sounding incredulous, were I him, I would have been the same way and asking the same damn question of me that he did.
I thought about what I wanted before answering him.
