Title: Show me

Word Count: 1349

Rate: T for Violence, Language, Alcohol and Drug use, maybe some nudes.

Romulus didn't mention a word about the text that he had received from Rocco when they hung out for lunch. He didn't see a reason to have Clawdeen worrying about stuff or stress out about what this meeting would entail because he was sure that it was just legit, unbiased advice giving. Romulus had nothing to worry about; Clawdeen and he were just friends and he wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that. Same goes for Rocco—which was the reason that he was sitting at this bar right now.

He looked to his glass of bourbon on ice as Rocco swigged down his 4th shot of Hennessey. Rocco took a deep breath as he then turned his head to Romulus for a moment; ordering another shot.

"What did you need advice on?" Romulus broke the silence; green orbs trailed over to the larger man and studied him.

"Nothing…" Rocco replied with a slight grin on his face; placing the glass down and cleared his throat. He had been thinking about this moment practically all day; the moment that Clawdeen left the apartment in the manner she did.

Romulus had heard from Clawdeen earlier of her suspicions Rocco not being loyal. She was right. Rocco lived the way he wanted to and that was with liquor and women—lots of women, but he was in between a rock and hard spot. The big guy was his best friend and he was sure that she knew of his habits before she agreed to get engaged with the guy. She had to, but a piece of him knew that she didn't know the extent. A piece of him wanted to save her the grief of being hurt/

"Can't we just have a few drinks…catch up on things like we used to?" The large male laughed as steel gray eyes glazed over to the wolf beside him and just continued smiling. "Or are you rushing to leave because you have other plans?"

Romulus looked to the male a little suspecting, but kept to himself as he tried to brush the agitation with a smile. "I was just asking…" He cleared his throat a little as he looked back down to his glass.

"Clawdeen…she means a lot to me.." Rocco admitted as those steel eyes glazed back over to Romulus' and just looked directly at him.

He was nearly caught off guard with the sudden confession. He almost choked on some ice before coughing it up and looked back to the larger male besides him. He had to replay that statement many times to process it correctly and to not blurt out something sarcastic like, 'You have a funny way of showing it' or 'Is that so…' So instead, he nodded to Rocco; a rather simple nod that bore no sympathy or empathy.

"She is mine… she always will be mine…'

Romulus just sat there and listened to the fool's half-hearted speech. He knew that Clawdeen could do so much better without Rocco; he had seen it. She was better off just leaving the lying bastard and focus on her school work and just be happy. Romulus was getting upset about how frustrated she would get when Rocco wouldn't return home or cancel plans… What 'man' was Rocco trying to be?

"I will do anything to keep what is mine…" Rocco continued as he slowly began to tense up, but held his gaze right at Romulus and Romulus right back at Rocco.

"What are you trying to say Rocco…? Romulus wasn't going to back down. He didn't care how much bigger the beast was or how much stronger; he would fight back if needed. "We all know you two are engaged…we all know she is yours. What is the point? You think she is going to leave you?" Romulus could only hope that she would. He prayed that right now she was packing her things and requesting a dorm on campus. He prayed that she would realize that she could do so much better…

"Leave me?" Rocco laughed. "She wouldn't leave me…She can't. Where the hell would she go? On campus? If she left me, she would struggle to keep that store afloat. If she left me…she would be nobody and I know well she enjoys the spot light. Please…she would never leave me. She has too much to lose…" He stated to the slightly agitated Romulus; he could feel it.

Rocco's feelings were spot on. It took a lot out of Romulus not to deck Rocco in his smug, stone face. He just wanted to tell Rocco that he underestimated the girl. He wanted to damage Rocco's pride and blurt out that he doesn't have a harness around that girl; that she was entitled to feeling the way she had been over the past couple of weeks. Rocco was a fool and he probably realizes that he couldn't control Clawdeen like he wanted to.

"Did she tell you that she was going to leave me? I know you guys talk behind my back.' Rocco grinned as Romulus looked back to him and shook his head.

"Clawdeen and I are just friends. Sure, she asked me a few times if you were involved with other girls or if you slept with someone else, but you are my bro and I wouldn't turn you in like that. I told her that she needed to sit down with you and just tell you everything that is on her mind. If she was going to leave you then that would have been her own decision…she hadn't mentioned that to me." With that Romulus took the last ounce of Bourbon to his lips and placed the glass down.

"I want you to stay away from here…I don't know what shit you have been telling her about me, but I don't like the way she is acting. Clawdeen isn't going anywhere; no dorm, no new school and especially not to you. I am telling you as a brother…as a teammate. I don't want you texting her or going to her shop… I don't need to make things ugly..." Rocco told the wolf in a rather stern voice, but he remained calm. He wasn't going to make a scene when no scene needed to be made, but it was innately in the gargoyle to fly off the handle if things didn't go his way. His mentality and pride made him feel that he had the right to be a hypocrite.

Romulus took a deep breath as he looked ahead; his own anger trying its best to consume him because Rocco thought he had the girl wrapped around his finger. He began to grit his teeth at his threat; really wishing that he would attempt to do anything. The male was running on disappointment because Rocco couldn't see the good that he had before him and now that it was too late and that Clawdeen wanted something else, he thought he had the right to try to control it? Fuck you Rocco… If he'd have half a mind.

"Anything else, Rocco?" Romulus really didn't want to hear anything else that the guy had to say, his point was ran through. He stood up and gathered his coat and placed it under his arm before looking to the bartender and paid for his drink.

"Nah…I think we have a better understanding now." He told him as he flicked his steel gaze over to the green ones of Romulus. He grinned from ear to ear before chuckling and patted the guy on his shoulder before the wolf left.

Now sitting in his car, he reflected on the arrogance that was Rocco's personality. He knew well that Rocco was going to fuck up down the line and that it is going to be seen—just a matter of time.

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