Greg let his grip loosen more and he sat back, "See? That wasn't so hard. Bloody hell, Mole, you going to make everything a god damn fight? We've got to get this straight, here and now, cause you know I got no problem coming after you, again and again and again. And then, it will be his turn. What was his name again? Oh yeah, Julien, right," he said as he moved back on the floor, sort of half sitting half squatting so he was face to face with Alfie.
"How long has it been going on? Do you see each other much?"
Greg couldn't help his questions. There was a part of him dying to know, dying to understand. The whole think kept making him think about Theo, and he wondered if he should try to start something up again or at least talk to the other boy. But that was nothing for him to share with Alfie nor anyone; it made Greg confused, guilty and more lonely just thinking about Theo and all of it.