Jake Abbot
"Wyatt, what the hell were you thinking?" Warren yelled as he stormed into the locker room. "Have you lost your goddamn mind?" I glanced at my best friend, who looked unfazed by his brother's outburst.
"What?" he shrugged. "It was a romantic gesture. What's the big deal?"
I pushed my lips together, trying not to smirk.
"A. Romantic. Gesture." He spat out every word through gritted teeth.
"Yeah. We fought, she left, and I went after her. Why are you so mad?" he asked, clueless as to why his brother was furious.
I just shook my head and continued to get dressed for practice.
"Your ass is all over social media!" Warren erupted. "What the hell were you thinking, leaving your hotel room in a towel?"
"I was thinking I had to stop Syd. Why else would I have left my hotel room
