Chapter 30: Conflicted

Dillon was pissed and devastated as he pulled open the door and made his way out of the shop. As he felt that signature 'sting behind his eyes', he walked toward the garages. This had been one of the best friendships he'd ever had and he walked away from it ashamed and heartbroken. Dillon was right. Tony did know. While he knew that this day would come sooner rather than later, it crushed his soul all the same. He would never hold anybody close after this. No, not one. He'd learned his lesson. There would be no successive best friend after that... that humiliation.

When he made it to the hall that led to the first garage, his ears perked up when he heard a door slam from further inside the building. He shrugged it off until a second later when his bags were ripped from his hands and cast onto the floor. Next thing he knew, Tony spun him around by the shoulder and shoved him hard into the wall behind, one hand fisted tightly in his shirt and the other fisted on the wall next to his h