I was more then just disappointed.
I wanted to more about him, where he came from, and why he did the things he did. Yet he refused to tell me.
I didn't know what had suddenly sparked my sudden curiosity to know him, but I went with it. Though it was stupid.
I guess I was just too tired to keep pushing everyone out of my life when I desperately needed someone to lean on. And to tell my emotions and thoughts to before I burst.
So, I talked to him. And it felt pretty damn good, I'm not going to lie.
It was just foolish telling myself that maybe Liam and I could grow close. That maybe there was more to him then being some murderous rogue.
And perhaps there was. But it wasn't best to dive down deep into it. And certainly not safe heading into the unknown.
Then again, I was heading into the unknown right now. Adam's house.