> I asked in disbelief. «Yeah, » Callum nodded.
I was in a state of shock, having trouble believing that Sebastian had started a gang so dangerous when I was only twelve years old.
It only dawned on my then, that I could actually remember when Kings started. My body tensed as memories of my dad filled my head. I remembered how worried he was, and how desperately he tried to make sure no wars were started over territories.
That was how Kings became the number one gang. They were fierce, unforgiving, and cruel, and easily took over most of London, leaving us number two.
Despite the flood of questions that wanted to pour out of my mouth, I silently climbed out of the car. We were parked in front of a large, brick building. There wasn't much around it, so I was able to avoid all the terrified stares as I walked in with Callum.
The gym was nearly empty, and the few guys in there barely paid us any attention. We walked into a secluded room that had multiple weight machines, punching bags, and a boxing ring.
> Callum said, watching as my eyes studied the simple, small crown tattoo that inked his skin.
> I stated, my eyes meeting his.
Now, Callum was without a doubt, a very attractive young man. Being twenty-two, a year older than Sebastian, he also had a very well known reputation around London.
To add on with the insiders he had on the police force, he was a very violent person, known for taking out lower rank gangs for the fun of it. In the beginning, people were actually surprised that he was a part of a gang, instead of leading one. But, after London learned of Sebastian King, no one questioned his reasons. Curiosity killed the cat.
>
I shrugged, waiting for him to continue.
> Callum shook his head slightly, probably thinking about his past. >
I thought back to the time when Sebastian came to my rescue, when I was in a similar situation as Callum had been.
Does he just lurk in the shadows?
> I questioned, not understanding why Sebastian would step in.
Callum broke out into a grin, his eyes distant. >
> I finished, stating the obvious.
> I asked after stretching a bit.
Callum seemed to think about it, before he finally spoke. >
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My eyes lit up and my lips curved into a natural smirk.
> I taunted. >
And with that said; I lunged at him.
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Our uneven, heavy breathing was the only thing that filled the silent room in the gym. Other than that was the light patter of our footsteps dancing across the mat. Callum had been careful with my hurt wrist, and I knew he was holding himself back, but only by a little bit.
> I said, expertly avoiding a jab from Callum. >
That seemed to surprise Callum, and he lowered his guard, giving me the perfect opportunity to attack.
Within seconds, I had him pinned to the mat, our breathing heavier now, the exhaustion evident.
> Callum repeated, still in a state of shock. >
>
I smirked, and pushed myself up, standing. >
The car ride back was filled with endless chatter, about everything really. We argued over the radio station, and even got into a few petty physical fights.
When we returned, Sebastian and Mason seemed to be waiting for us.
>
Mason smiled at my response, while Callum just shook his head, hiding his amused expression.
> Sebastian snapped, >
Frowning at him, I reluctantly obeyed. It was clear that Sebastian was no longer in a good mood anymore, if you would consider his behavior this morning a result of a good mood. I guess I wasn't that surprised though. It was all a part of the pattern, really.