Blazing Glory by Angelique Voisen

longer
cared.
    Havoc and the rest of his crew were
the only family he knew and loved, but Heath didn’t think he could stand being
near and seeing Volt any longer. Volt was certainly worth a look or two, and he
could probably generate enough electricity to power the city in case of an
emergency, but he was a certifiable asshole.
    For years, Heath had watched Volt
carelessly take up men and women to his apartment and dump them over a manner
of weeks or even days. Everyone knew Volt didn’t do commitments. He only wanted
fuck buddies.
    Not long ago, Heath was desperate
enough to even just be another one of Volt’s one-time flings, but he didn’t
think he could survive the hurt after.
    “Who’s he?” Heath remembered a
young, handsome male asking when he caught sight of Heath in Volt’s apartment
earlier that morning.
    “Oh, him? Don’t worry. Heath’s just my apprentice. Why don’t you come back here and suck
me off?”
    The young man giggled before
kneeling in front of Volt in the dining room.
    Standing there liked an idiot,
gripping the dirty bag of Volt’s laundry, the question
finally dawned on Heath. What the hell am
I still doing here?
    He had to face the truth. Volt
didn’t even see him. To Volt, Heath was nothing but an obligation Havoc forced
on him.
      “Heath. Kid, you okay
there?” Blaze was asking.
    “Yeah, sorry. Did you want something?” Heath’s head jerked to the sound of the door opening.
    Even before Volt entered the
office, Heath knew Volt just by the sound of his footsteps. “I need these
mailed by the end of the today.” Volt slapped a few envelopes on his desk.
    He never even looked at Heath once,
never even apologized for his poor treatment this morning, although he’d
grunted something to Blaze and Levi. Heath could hardly control his anger.
Seriously, was it so difficult to say a kind word or two? Even an occasional
simple “Thank you” would suffice. If the bastard took him for granted, then Volt
didn’t need Heath in his life.
    “Mail them yourself, bastard.”
Heath wasn’t sure how when he’d gotten up from his desk or when he’d shoved the
envelopes back at Volt.
    Volt narrowed his eyes. “What did
you call me, apprentice?”
    “I called you a bastard, Volt. Are
you freaking deaf?” Heath ignored the electricity crackling in the air and
grabbed his bag from under his desk.
    “Volt, cool off,” Blaze said.
    Heath hardly heard the next few
words Volt said. It not surprisingly, sounded like curses.
    “If you walk away from me without
apologizing, you better not show your face to me again, boy,” Volt warned as
Heath came around the desk.
    “Hah! Good, then, because I quit
being your apprentice. Clean up your own fucking messes for a change.” Heath
slammed the door loudly behind him.
    The lights in the warehouse
flickered in warning before it shorted. Not that he cared.
    Volt didn’t scare him. Not anymore.
Heath was done waiting around.   From now
on he was going to make his own way. He stormed down the stairs, feeling
self-satisfied.
    He never saw the hulking shadow of
a demon waiting to jump him as soon as he emerged from the warehouse until it
was too late.
     
    The End
     
     
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