Help

"Get out, Nikolai"

It wasn't less than what he expected; being stared down and knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do about it was... Damaging. Finishing the dignity he had left.

But he didn't need that now, didn't need the pride he always held, he needed Zayne, he needed his kids back.

Using the back of his hand, Zayne wiped a smudged stain on his face, "There is no reason why you should be here; we had that talk the last time, except you're here to pull the trigger; anything else you should leave."

In a normal circumstance, if he had somewhere else to go to, if his kids weren't abducted, then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't be here, so shutting his eyes, he forced the word out, "I need your help, I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

Zayne smirked, "No Nikolai, you can't need my help now; it's me, Zayne, the dude you chose Alexa over" he laughed, stretching his hand out and dropping it down lazily, "Let's be real here, that shit doesn't work that way,"

Nikolai clenched his fists