Sterling's lips pressed together as Henry' insisted he called every hospital in the area, checking for any record of him before simply giving up any hope of his continued life. He could hardly help that scoff on his lips as his arms folded over his chest, the Warlock certainly not buying those excuses he was given. His head shook ever so slightly as Henry insisted that, had he known, he would have been there. Those questions fell as sharp demands from his lips, the man desiring those very answers before he made any true decision on those feelings of betrayal that so punctured through the once blissful haze that came from all they had done mere moments ago. His vibrant blue eyes were nothing short of intense upon the naked figure of his once lover as Henry shifted, utilizing that pillow to cover the far more intimate areas of his physic. The moment Malia's name fell from his lips, those puzzle pieces began to fall into place. He had known he was missing something that night he'd met the woman, he just didn't realize how big a something it was. The once warmth and compassion that had existed upon his features had somehow turned cold and distancing, replaced by that rare anger and hurt.

His head shook again as his gaze refocused upon Henry's figure. "Don't even Henry." Sterling muttered, almost unsure of where to even start. "If you really wanted to be there for me you wouldn't have left me alone in the hospital when I actually needed you - you would have come with me that night. You would have been there when I woke up. But instead, you were too busy fucking Malia because she wanted to know what sex feels like?! Are you fucking kidding me?! You chose to be there with her instead of with me and now, when it's convenient for you, when you can make it so I'm not scarred anymore, that's when you want to come back." He gestured briefly towards his own groin, that once marred flesh now pristine, as it once had been. "You abandoned me and didn't even bother to come to check just so you could jump to some stupid conclusion that I was dead instead of making such before sticking your dick in some other girl. Jesus, how many fucking times do we have to go through this before I'm actually enough to make you stay." His head shook again before his gaze turned away from Henry, that anger, that pain, all the things he'd tried to push away, excuse away, and explain away all so quickly came back in a near overwhelming flood of emotion. "Just get your clothes and get out Henry. Go see your stupid fucking girlfriend. You're certainly there for Malia more then you've ever been for me."

STERLING TENEMBRAGE