Fractured by N.O Darling

Chapter 0009

Chapter 9

Theo sits beside me on the couch in Mr Collins‘ office. There’s a tense silence as Mr Collins removes his suit jacket and rolls up his shirt sleeves. This must be a routine of his, and it’s certainly one I like. In fact, I might get myself sent to his office regularly just to witness this arm p**n. How can a man have such attractive arms? I seriously hope neither of the men in the room has the gift of telepathy because I think they’d kick me out of the realm if they could hear even half of the filthy scenarios my brain is playing out right now.

“Are you okay?” Theo asks, snapping me back to reality.

“Yes,” I respond a little too quickly.

“You looked like you zoned out a bit there,” he says softly, reaching up and brushing some hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. My guess is he’s not telepathic, oherwise he’d probably not be acting so sweet to me right now.

“Just a little overwhelmed,” I smile before shifting my attention back to Mr Collins, who has his back turned towards us so he’s facing a blank wall. I give Theo a questioning look and he shrugs with a frown.

“Is everything okay, Sir?” Theo asks in an almost teasing tone. Mr Collins appears to take a breath before letting. out a sigh and turning to us with a hard stare.

“I was supposed to be at my father’s will reading today, but instead I had to travel to the human realm to collect Miss Banks and tie up all the loose ends there, then I had to launch an investigation into how a Grey was raised as a human. Right now I’m supposed to be having dinner with my grieving mother, but instead, I’m here, dealing with more of Miss Banks‘ issues. So do excuse me if I seem a little pissed off,” Mr Collins rants with a manic smile. A pit of guilt forms in my stomach and I stand up. My instincts pushing me to attempt to comfort him and apologise. I take a step towards him before coming to my senses and stopping awkwardly in the middle of the

room.

say quietly, looking down at my feet. There’s

aren’t here to swap dead dad stories and share our grief so let’s get to the real issue. Sit down,” he says, instantly turning my pity into anger. I take my seat with a scowl and Theo

asks too cheerfully, in an obvious attempt to ease some of the tension and act

a

between me and our headmaster. Something I’m grateful for at this moment because Mr Collins has my

The Spark. Is this true?” he asks Theo as he

“Yes,

“When we touched I felt a jolt of power that knocked me off of my feet. Then I felt like my heart stopped for a moment before I blacked out. When I woke up I felt the connection,”

Collins shifts his attention to me with a raised eyebrow. I chew on my bottom lip nervously, unsure what

The next thing I know, my door is destroyed and there’s a man in my room

7/2

barks

Theo sighs.

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