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Family is Everything
Chapter 4
~Raven's POV~
We pulled up to a very questionable looking motel to stay at for the night, of course the meet now rescheduled and forgotten, the need for a good night's sleep was taking over. "Motel Glenn Capri." I mumbled. Why did that sound so familiar?
"I've seen worse." Scott began, the true optimist. He was standing next to me while the others and I swarmed together around Coach.
"Where have you seen worse?" Stiles asked unbelievingly. Danny even turned to look at Scott.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I've lived in a couple of basements nicer than this place." I said out loud instead of thought to myself since now all eyes were on me, even Ethan seemed surprised. They awaited an explanation, practically begged with their stares but I was so graciously saved by Coach. I had a very bright, red blush growing though.
"Listen up…" Coach began but I tuned out when Isaac leaned in closer to my ear.
"You know you look even cuter when you're blushing." He whispered in my ear sending chills down my spine, very good chills I may add. Isaac Lahey is going to be the death of me.
"You'll be pairing up, choose wisely." Coach explained. Isaac and I both walked up to him to get our room key but Coach pulled away. "Don't think I didn't notice you two whispering in each other's ears. I don't need you two doing anything stupid so Raven you are with Olivia." He instructed, handing me a room key. "And you Lahey are with Boyd." He finished and walked away.
When he was gone Isaac and I stared at each other and broke into laughter. I found Olivia standing right beside me and we made our way to our room 211 and Boyd and Isaac followed our lead and made it to room 212. "Here Olivia, I'll be in in a second." I said handing her the key and she just smiled sweetly. I pulled Isaac away before he walked into his room and pulled him into a steamy kiss. He was all hands, exploring my body like I was a treasure chest and I had officially knotted my hands into his soft, curly hair.
Our tongues fought for dominance and I was soon taking over the kiss but also pulling back leaving Isaac wanting more and practically begging for it. "You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that." I panted out. "I should really be getting back to Olivia." I said since he was still speechless but this seemed to get him back in action as he pulled me by my waist back into him.
"No, no, no, you are coming with me for a little bit longer while Boyd goes… anywhere else, please?" He pleaded with Boyd so we could have some alone time together. Boyd just nodded and hightailed it out of the room. The second we knew he was out of hearing range Isaac picked me up and carried me to his bed, placing me down gently.
"You're sweet, you know that?" I questioned and at the same time announced. He just gave me his signature sheepish smile as he joined me on the bed. I let his hands slowly explore my body as they made their way up to my face, caressing. He ran his thumb along my bottom lip and just looked into my eyes.
"I know I told Boyd to leave but are you sure about this? We don't have to do anything if it's too soon for you." He asked ever so sweetly.
"Trust me Isaac, I need this." I said placing one hand over his and the other bringing his face closer to mine, ending in a gentle kiss. The kiss quickly escalated and the gentle tone soon was gone as I flipped us over so I was straddling him. My hands traveled down his chest and under his shirt while also taking this article of clothing off his being.
"Raven." A female voice called out making me stop and pick up my head, clearly confusing Isaac.
"What's wrong? Was it too soon? Gosh, I knew it was, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have…" I stopped his rambling by placing a finger over his lips. He looked so worried that it was something he could have done, it was so sweet.
"No, Isaac, you didn't do anything, believe me. It's just, I could have sworn I heard someone call out my name just a minute ago. Her voice sounded so familiar, I just can't place it." I rambled and looked at Isaac after looking all over the room as if someone was in there with us.
"Are you sure you heard something? We could go check it out if you want?" Isaac suggested, putting my needs first.
"No, don't be silly, we finally have some alone time and I plan to enjoy it." I answered, putting aside his worries and my own. I took off my simple, formfitting white V-neck, revealing my black lace bra to him. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my waist, slowly moving them up so he could feel me at his own pleasure.
I caught his lips with my own and traced my tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance, which I was granted. A fight for dominance began and then there it was, "Raven." She called out once again but I thought nothing of it.
"Raven." The voice called out again but I just thought I was hearing things due to lack of sleep; I just wanted to be in this moment with Isaac who was massaging my breasts through the lace fabric.
"RAVEN!" A shout sounded through the air. I jolted back up and jumped off of Isaac and the bed. He was looking at me worried and confused.
"What's wrong?" He asked as I was grabbing my shirt and throwing it on.
"I think its Olivia calling for me, hold on." I tried explaining, mostly trying to help convince myself a little more than Isaac.
"I didn't hear anything." Isaac announced.
"Maybe because you had an amazingly hot distraction sitting on your lap topless." I joked with a smirk and got a chuckle out of him. "I'll be right back, I promise." I assured him and walked out of the room. Before I could even open my door I heard it again, "RAVEN!" That definitely was not coming from my room so I followed the screaming.
"HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP US!" Multiple shouts rang through the air, where had I heard it before. I was lead to a room, I opened the door and found it empty. All I could see was supplies to renovate the room.
"HELP! IT BURNS! HELP SOMEONE HELP!" The shouting continued and I remembered it now, I can't believe I forgot, the fire. The fire where I lost most of my family. The door suddenly closed behind me and then I heard it again, the shouting, "HELP!"
~Derek's POV~
I was finally laying in my bed at the loft while Jennifer was checking out my wounds. "Oh my God." I heard her mumble.
"How bad?" I asked in a raspy voice.
"To be honest, oh my God would be for your unbelievable physique if it weren't for your… the… your black blood." She rambled out quickly. I tried lifting up my head but even that was too much work and I laid it back down, closing my eyes. "Derek?" She called. "Oh God, you're not dying are you? Derek please don't die." She pleaded with even though I could barely comprehend what she was saying. "Derek!" She called out again and everything finally went black.
~Lydia's POV~
"One hundred and ninety-eight?" Allison asked me after I came back from talking to the motel manager. She was drying her hair while I sat on our bed creeped out over the whole thing.
"Yes. And we're talking about 40 years, on average that's 4.95 suicides a year, which is actually expected. But who commemorates that with a framed number." I continued ranting as Allison moved around in the room. "Who does that? Who?" I finished with.
"All suicide?" Allison asked for certainty.
"Yes, hanging, throat cutting, pill popping, and both barrels of a shot gun in the mouth suicides. I don't know about you but me, I…" I began explaining again until I heard it.
"Which, which one do you want?" A male voice asked.
"Did you hear that?" I asked Allison.
"Hear what?" She asked in return.
"I don't know… the smaller one I guess." A female voice answered the guy's first question.
"That's okay, smaller is better, there's less kick." He explained and now I turned finding the source of the conversation. It was coming from the air vent so I climbed on the bed to get closer. "I'll chamber the round. Alright so…"
"Wait, wait, when do I, I mean, do you count?" She asked him.
"Yeah, yeah I'll count to three." He answered.
"So, after three or on three?" She asked again.
"You tell me." He answered.
"Lydia?" Allison called to me after I gasped at what I was hearing. I began mumbling, "Oh my God." Over and over again.
"One, two, then pull the trigger." She explained.
"I love you." He told her.
"I love you too." She said in return.
"One." He started counting. "Two." And then the shooting of two guns were heard and I jumped back placing a hand over my mouth while Allison made sure I kept my balance.
"What is it Lydia, what happened?" Allison asked me wide eyed.
"Didn't you hear that?" I asked frantic while she shook her head.
"Hear what?" She asked again.
"The two people in the other room, they shot each other." I explained making my way to the door and finding my way to the room.
"Lydia?" Allison called after me. I found the room and opened the door to the room that was pitch black.
"Hello." I called out and got no answer. I tried the light switch but got nothing and then I walked into the room.
"Lydia, what are you doing?" Allison called after me. I just continued into the room.
"Hello." I called again. I was feeling around the walls and then I found a huge flashlight lighting up the room once I turned it on and found empty paint cans and other supplies all over the room. "It had to be right here." I stated unbelieving that the room was empty. "It was a guy and a girl and they sounded younger but they were here." I tried to explain.
"I believe you. After everything we've been through, I believe you." Allison reassured me. I looked around again and focused on the wall, walking up to it and examining it. It seemed to have a strange design stain to the wood that I found highly disturbing.
~Raven's POV~
I was in the corner of the room in a ball, hands in my hair praying for the voices to go away. "You should have been in the fire with us!" An angered male voice shouted, possibly one of my human uncles. That's what the hunters didn't realize, there were humans in that basement, but they didn't care. Why would they? "You should have done something! Where were you when we were being murdered!?" He shouted.
"No, I'm so sorry, we didn't know what to do. Cora and I hid like we were supposed to around hunters! We didn't know!" I shouted into the open space. "I didn't know what to do! I'm so sorry!" I heard a rumbling coming from the door and I got even more scared.
"Raven, don't worry." The voice from before, it was Laura. "I know now that we all should have just died in that fire, I mean, look at me now." She said as she came out of the shadows showing me her wound that wrapped around her waist. "I survived for this, to be murdered by my own flesh and blood, my own uncle. Is this the fate you want? Being killed because of what we are. Where does it end Raven? Is this what you want?" She continued and I
couldn't take it.
"Just stop! Make it all stop!" I shouted.
"Come on Raven, you and I both know the truth, I mean all you have left is Cora and how long until she's killed too?" Laura goaded.
"No!" I stated strongly. "I still have Cora and Derek, I don't believe he died, he couldn't have!" I shouted.
"Who are you really trying to convince, me or yourself?" She asked. "I think you and I both know what you have to do. The question is are you ready?" She asked. I looked up at my older sister, who once looked so full of life is now so dead and cold.
"I can't." I whispered out in a whimper.
"Soon, you will, don't worry Raven. I'll be here waiting with you." She told me soothingly.
~Lydia's POV~
Allison and I walked up to the booth that I found the manager in and found it empty with a sign at the window saying "Back at 6am". "There goes that." I shrugged and turned back to Allison.
"Didn't you say the sign said 198?" She asked me and when I turned to look at the sign it read 201.
"It was 198. I swear to God it was 198." I explained.
"Okay, what does that mean? That there's been three more suicides?" She asked me.
"Or three more about to happen." I answered her now that it was all making sense to me. "We need to tell Stiles, he'll know what to do." I told her and she just nodded her head in agreement. So I sent Stiles a message. 'Need to talk. Just you.'
"The last time I saw Scott act like that was during the full moon." Allison explained.
"Yeah I know, he was definitely a little off with me too." Stiles added. "Actually it was Boyd who was really off. I watched him put his fist through the vending machine." He explained as well.
"See it is the motel." I said for the third time as we were trying to figure things out. "Either we needa get out now or someone needs to learn how to do an exorcism ASAP." I suggested while putting out the bible from the bedside table. "Before the werewolves go crazy and kill us!" I finished with.
"Okay, just hold on alright." Stiles said trying to take lead on the situation. "What if it's not just the motel? The number in the office went up by three right?" He asked.
"You mean like three sacrifices." Allison added, connecting the dots.
"What if this time it's three werewolves?" Stiles continued.
"Scott, Isaac, and Boyd, but Raven is here too." Allison brought up. "That's four not three Stiles."
"Well Raven wasn't supposed to come along after what happened with Derek, none of us were. The only reason we came was to take our minds off of last night, Raven was going to stay with Cora and Peter but Isaac thought it would be good for her if she came with us. Cora thought so too, so maybe we were meant to come here? Durach just didn't take into account that Raven would be here. That just means that now Raven is put into danger too, great."
"Okay that right there is the exact reason we should get the hell out of here! Can we go now!?" I finally asked but Stiles was focused on the bible in my hands.
"Wait a minute, let me see this." He said as he grabbed it and took it away from me, flipping through the pages. He found some article clippings from newspapers in them.
"What's that?" Allison asked as we gathered around Stiles to see the articles.
"Twenty- eight year old Man Hangs Himself at the Infamous Glenn Capri." Stiles read aloud. He then laid them all out on the bed.
"No, no, no, look at these two, they both mention room 217. These are probably all the suicides that happened in this room." I mentioned.
"So every room has a bible." Allison brought up.
"There could be articles in those rooms too." I added.
"That's a beautiful thing, you know most places leave a mint on the pillows, this one leaves a record of all the deaths that occurred." Stiles joked.
"What if the room next door has the one about the couple?" I asked them both and then Stiles ran to the door to go next door. He tried opening the door bit it was locked. "What? That was not locked before." I explained.
"Forget it, we need to get the others out of here." Allison announced but before we could go we heard the hand saw being turned on inside the room.
"I'm not the only one who heard that, am I?" I asked them now.
"It sounds like someone turned the hand saw on." Allison explained.
"Hand saw!" Stiles exclaimed. He pushed the door open finally and we found Ethan about to cut himself open. "No! Ethan don't!" He shouted as he ran up to him and tried prying it out of his hands without hurting himself or Ethan. As they were struggling with the saw I searched for the plug that the cord was hooked up to and unplugged it just in time to find Stiles on the ground with his face almost in the saw.
Allison went to go help him when Ethan pulled out his claws and tried cutting himself open. They both tried to pull his arms away from his abdomen and he struggled, throwing them off and making Ethan land on the heater in the center of the room which burned him. It also seemed to snap him out of his trance.
"What just happened?" Ethan asked as he got up from the ground and then ran out of the room getting no answer.
"Wait Ethan!" Stiles called after him as we ran after him. "What happened!? How did you get in that room!?"
"Didn't you hear what I just said; I don't know how I got there or what I was doing!" Ethan explained as we followed him down the stairs as he fumbled with his shirt.
"Hey you know you could be a little more helpful, we did just save your life." Stiles called after him, reminding him that not even 5 minutes ago he did stop him from cutting himself open.
"And you probably shouldn't have!" Ethan actually fought back with as he left to him.
"Okay, what now?" I asked, not seeing where this was going.
"I'll find Scott and try finding Raven; you guys find Isaac and Boyd. The best thing we can do is get them out of this place." Allison suggested and made her way back upstairs. I was going back up too but turned around when I noticed Stiles wasn't following me but staring at me.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked already tired of all this crap.
"Oh no, I was…" He rambled.
"Stiles!" I said grabbing his attention.
"Alright Lydia, I didn't want to say anything but this, everything we're going through. We've kind of been through something like this before. A lot like this." He finally confessed.
"What do you mean?" I asked with my arms crossed not sure where he was going with this. "When?"
"Your birthday party, the night you poisoned everyone with wolfs bane." He explained and now some things were becoming clear.
~Raven's POV~
"Derek, where ever the hell you are, just please be safe. And when I do see you, know that I'm gonna kick your ass!" I announced to no one in specific, making a promise to myself.
"This is really pathetic Raven, you and I both know Derek is dead. There is no seeing him later, come on, stop pretending! You know what you need to do." Laura continued trying to get me to end it.
"You're wrong. He could have survived; you don't know what you're talking about. You're dead, what do you know?" I said annoyed by her pessimistic attitude.
"Oh, did I strike a nerve? Now explain something to me, was that snarky remark supposed to hurt because I'm feeling just fine." She mocked while I looked away from her, refusing to let this, whatever it was, side of Laura get to me. "I think we both know that Derek couldn't have possibly survived, Ennis didn't. Now think, how long before Cora dies, then you die and who's left? No one. Just make it easier and do what you have to do. Put an end to the pointless battles and fights and come join the rest of your family, like you were supposed to back at the fire."
"The fire." I repeated.
"Yeah, the fire where we lost our family, where we were meant to die." She continued.
"Meant to die." I repeated once again.
"They have a gun out in the front desk, where the manager usually is. She won't be back until the morning, she won't notice. All you need is one shot in that pretty little head of yours and it'll be over." She instructed but I hesitated about making my move. "You're lucky I don't force you to set yourself on fire and die like you were supposed to!" She shouted at me then looked at me with a sweeter expression realizing she almost lost me. "It's for the best Rae, I promise. You owe this to me, to your family, and to Derek." She continued.
"For the best." I finally gave in and got up to find the gun. I walked into the small room that posed as a lobby and found that someone had already been there in search of something else.
"What are you waiting for? Go get it, behind the desk in one of the drawers. Come on Rae." Laura instructed. I did what she said and grabbed what I needed then made my way back to the empty room.
~Stiles' POV~
After Lydia announced that someone was drowning, we ran to Boyd and Isaac's room and found Boyd in the tub drowning himself with a safe on top of him to keep him in place. I ran to his side and tried stopping the water and reaching for whatever was blocking the tub from draining. "He blocked it, he blocked the drain with something and I can't get to it." I told Lydia.
"What do we do?" She asked.
"Okay." I thought aloud and then tried pulling the safe off of Boyd with Lydia but it wouldn't budge.
"Is he dead?" Lydia asked me. "How long can a werewolf stay under water?" She asked again.
"God, you think I know that?" I answered back as we continued to try moving the safe. I saw that it was no use and burned myself in the heater on the wall. "Wait a sec, the heater. Ethan came out of it when he touched the heater." I explained.
"What?" Lydia asked confused.
"Heat, fire, heat does it. Alright we need something." I explained.
"He's under water." She shouted at me.
"Yes, I'm aware of that, we need something…"
"Wait, the bus, on the bus, they'll have emergency road flares. They have their own oxidizers, they burn under water." Lydia explained.
"Are you serious?" I asked her.
"Yes, go!" She shouted and I ran out to grab them. I ran to the bus, found the road flares, grabbed as many as I could and ran back to Lydia. "Okay how do I do this?" I asked after startling her.
"The cap, it's like a match. The cap's a match." I took the cap off and tried lighting it but had some problems. "Stiles!"
"Yeah, I'm trying." I said and finally got it lit and ran to Boyd. I shoved the flare into the water and hit Boyd making him jump up and throw the safe against the wall. Then I moved to go get Isaac, which Lydia said was hiding under the bed. "Hey Isaac, I got something here for you." I said and hit him with the flare.
"What the hell?" He asked as he came out from under the bed. "Where is Raven?" He continued to ask noticing now that she wasn't there with us.
"I don't know man." I answered him and he ran out of the room quickly in search of her. I began following after him to try and catch up to him but he was already gone from sight. "Isaac!" I shouted after him but it was no use.
"Stiles, where did he go?" Lydia asked as she came out of the room.
"He's gone. Dammit!" I shouted but we had to keep moving if we wanted to keep everyone safe. "We have to find Allison." I decided and was on my next move with Lydia following close behind me and soon enough we found Allison. "Anything?" I asked as all three of us began going back downstairs.
"I can't find Scott or Raven anywhere." She explained poorly.
"Well Isaac just ran out to go find Raven so that's one less person we have to find." I explained trying to cheer Allison up.
"Regardless, they have to be around here somewhere right?" Lydia began. "Stiles didn't you say there was at least one more flare on the bus." She asked me.
"Yeah and I have another one from Raven. Isaac went to find her so he'll bring her to us when he does. Let's go get the last one." I said when we reached the bottom of the stairs and then stopped to find Scott soaked and holding the flare from the bus.
"Scott!" Allison called out to him. You could clearly smell the gasoline he was soaked in. "Scott!" She called to him again; he just stood there silent as we all walked towards him. We found the empty bottle of gasoline and then he finally looked at us.
~Isaac's POV~
I ran from room to room trying to find Raven and then I finally heard her crying. It was the worst thing I've ever heard, her crying. I ran to the room and found the door locked so I slammed it open with my added strength. I found her sitting on the ground looking helpless, a gun in hand, as if she was finding the courage to actually use it. "Raven." I called out to her, barely above a whisper.
"It's for the best." I heard her mumble.
"Raven! Hey just look at me okay. You don't want to do this, just give me the gun please?" I tried pleading with her but she just shook her head and got up while placing the gun at her temple.
"I know I have to do it fast, I'm sorry, so sorry." She spoke as if trying to apologize to someone else but it was just her and I in the room.
"Raven, who are you talking to?" I asked her but she just kept looking towards wherever this person was. "Hey, hey look at me Raven, please! Just give me the gun and we can walk out of here." I tried again.
"No, no, no! You don't understand!" She shouted. "I've got to do this, it's the only way." She now whispered.
"Raven! Please!?" I shouted desperately. "You know you don't want to do this." I said in a calm voice while taking a step closer to her. I tried taking another step then she pulled the gun in my direction.
"Stay there! You have to stay there!" She shouted. "This has to happen. I wasn't supposed to live! I should have died in that damn fire with the rest of them." Raven continued, trying to justify her actions. "You can't cheat death and win, I know that now. Derek is gone and it's my turn now. It's for the best." She preached while waving the gun around and I used this as my chance to try and grab the gun. Just as I was about to grab the gun from her hands she snapped out of her ramblings and was aiming at me again. "I said stay there!" She shouted.
"Raven, you are alive for a reason. You were meant to live, not die." I said while attempting to take another step but was stopped right away by Raven unlatching the safety on the gun. "Come with me and we can forget about this whole thing, come on. Just me and you, just give me the gun." I asked but she just shook her head and started to point the gun back at her temple with shaking hands, giving me enough time to grab the gun again.
"No!" Raven shouted and after a small struggle I managed to throw it away from her. The gun flew across the room and she lunged for it but I grabbed her by her waist pulling her back just enough. She kept struggling and just as I was going to get a better hold of her she punched me in the face and kicked me in the gut to push me back.
"Raven!" I growled out at her, now pissed off enough to bring my wolf out. She seemed to hesitate and I used this to my advantage and dragged her by her leg further away from the gun. She seemed to snap out of it too and wolfed out in time to use her other leg to kick at me again.
She seemed to stop and look in a different direction to whoever she had been talking too. "I'm trying to get the gun, I'm sorry." She whimpered while turning herself around to go grab the gun. "I'm going as fast as possible." She explained but I just grabbed her once more and shielded myself from her punches and kicks because I refused to hit her back.
"Raven, stop it!" I shouted at her.
"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" She growled back and pushed me once again away from her. We both looked at the gun and lunged for it at the same time.
~Stiles' POV~
I managed to get Scott to let me grab the flare and take it from his hands and I quickly threw it away, just outside of the puddle of gasoline. We were hugging it out and all I heard was Lydia shouting, "NO!"
I held on to Scott tighter as she tackled us to the ground alongside Allison, both had tears running down their cheeks as a fire lit behind us. The fire got smaller and then we heard the gun shots ring through the air. "Oh my God!" Allison shouted. "Raven!" Just like that we were back up and running towards the room that we heard the shooting come from. On our way up the stairs we found Boyd coming from the other side from above us and we followed him to the room to find Isaac and Raven each on different sides of the room each ready to pounce but Raven was still farther away from the gun.
"A little help here!" Isaac shouted.
"Stiles get the last flare ready!" Lydia shouted as we heard Raven rambling on to someone only she could see.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Laura please! Don't be mad at me!" She shouted freezing us all in place realizing she was seeing her dead sister. "I deserved to die in the fire! I know that now!" She shouted as we all just watched, neither of us daring to move. She just fell to her knees, tears rushing down her face, "I shouldn't have survived. It's for the best, I have to die. Please just let me die." She pleaded while Isaac ran to her side and called me over. I jabbed the flare in her shoulder even if she was calmed down she could go back to trying to kill herself anytime.
She roared out in pain and then passed out, falling lifelessly in to Isaac's arms. We all looked around at each other and I was first to speak up. "Can I just say how much I hate this damn motel!?" I snapped. Everyone just seemed to agree and nodded their heads letting out sighs of relief but avoiding the big elephant in the room. I finally turned back to Isaac who was cradling Raven in his arms.
"She kept going on about not being able to cheat death. How it would just be better for her to just end her life. Do you think that's how she really feels?" He asked with despair.
"Maybe at a time in her life she did feel like that but Raven is definitely different now. She would never try to end it all, no matter what happened." Scott explained walking over to us.
"Scott's right, Raven enjoys life even through all the bullshit that is our lives." I added to make Isaac feel better.
~Raven's POV ~
"I don't wanna know, I really don't wanna know." Coach's voice boomed, waking me up. "I guess you missed the announcement, the meet has been canceled. Pack it in, pack it in!" He continued shouting as more students filed onto the bus and I finally realized I was sitting in Isaac's lap with his arms around me in a protective manner. I looked around and saw Ethan and Scott sitting next to each other but I was too frazzled to even process what that could mean. I looked back to Isaac and slowly a smile began to form at the caring look he was giving me.
"What happened last night?" I asked and he just laughed a bit. "What?" I asked.
"I'll tell you later, right now just rest." He explained and I was going to do just that as I settled back into his arms and laid my head in the crook of his neck, finding it to be the most comfortable position.
"We're pretty sure Derek's still alive. That means one of two things can happen, either he joins our pack or Kali goes after him and we kill him. That's the way it works." I heard Ethan, clear as day when he mentioned Derek. My head shot up and I trained my gaze on him just as he was getting up and walking away. He looked me straight in the eyes with an almost sad expression, knowing full well that I heard everything he just said and finally sat down again.