miranda's 'family'

Part 48: re-unions

I started walking towards the door and grabbed my coat, i reached the door and i heard the laughter of Angie behind me. I rolled my eyes and opened the door, i felt my heart begin to race but then i heard the tapping of feet on the laminate, a hand patted my shoulder and i could feel her smile, soothing my nerves of going to see the man who saved me.

I stepped out side and i felt a tug on my clothes, i looked down and saw Angie her eyes met mine yet hers was glistening, i never knew dolls could cry. I knelt down and hugged her tight, feeling the wood tremble under my grip, i pulled her away and gave her a smile.

"Ill be back, im not going to go poof and n'er return"

She laughed and i gave her my my most evil laugh. I heard Donna sigh and she picked up angie as i left for the factory. My first home.

I began to walk further out looking behind me i saw them wave at me with a smile on their faces, i waved back feeling whole and happy yet apart of me felt like i was being watched, yet again.

I followed the path to the altar i was once so familiar with, reaching the bridge that i helped make with Donna i crossed it, it felt so much more stable than the one before it. Looking at the sky i felt uneasy like something was lurking in the tree-line. I dismissed it as me being paranoid as since that day ive always been the same.

My skin felt like spiders as i reached the gate to the altar, putting my hand on the wood i felt nauseous. I pushed the door open and got greeted with a sight i never thought i would see yet,

"(Y/n), is it really you?"

-Karls PoV-

Sitting in my office, bottles klinked together as i picked up another bottle that stood on the table with the scattered papers of plans and blueprints of my soldats. Since her death ive been getting my factory up together, running with the production of my way to get revenge. I took a swig but it was empty, i felt a bubbling in my chest and my vision went blurry i let out a yell and threw the bottle to the ground. The glass shattered and i stood up violently, my chair moved backwards and i hit my fists down on the table. 

Its ALWAYS your fault!

I let out a deep sigh as i walked to the corner of the room and slid down to the corner cupping my face in my hands, fuck this is murdering me from the inside out. Staying like this for afew minuets i decided to get up and leave this fucking factory. Wandering out side the room i made my way to the main door, i havent left for so long, i do need to get food and more booze. Grabbing my coat, hat and hammer i left the main doors. I looked at myself, i was a mess. I knew i was but i had nothing only the feeling of anger and guilt to spear head my revenge.

Dragging my hammer around and thumbling for a cigar i walked to the altar to find the duke. That cockroach of a man however i only need him when i want something. I reached the gate and saw the smug prick polishing a gun.

"Ah ahha, such a long time Lord Heisenburg. How are we doing"

"Cut the shit i need poultry fish and beast along with 3 bottles of whisky and a bottle of rum"

"Any special reason or just running low?"

"Blah blah blah i was running low and now how much will it be before i smash your teeth in!"

"120"

I threw the money at him and he began to pack my things into a bag for me, i looked that the Beneviento estate gate replaying that day. Thats when they moved and opened to see a young person walk out. We locked eyes, my soul shattered as i recognised those eyes, the glistening (e/c) orbs. Salted tears began to leak out my tired ones.

"(Y/n)? Is it really you?"

-(y/n) PoV-

My heart sank as that familiar figure said those words and yet sound so broken, did he really think i died that day i ran from him? He fell to his knees visibly broken his eyes screamed at me with anger and hope. I walked over to him, i saw The Duke look confused but i couldnt care less. 

"K-karl it is me."

I knelt down infront of him feeling guilty when his eyes met mine. Before i could speak i was grasped into an embrace and i hugged him back. I felt his chest rise and fall irregularly i ran my hand through his hair comfortingly.

"Im so sorry i did this to you, i understand if your angry"

"Shut the fuck up you little shit bag"

The hug became tighter.  I was taken back by what he had said, he wasnt trying to kill me or wanting me to fuck off like i expected. I tried to get up but he wouldnt let me, i was in a death hug.

"A-air p-p-please"

I heard him laugh and then he let me go, we sat in silence for a bit till he calmed down. His shaking slowed down to a stop and his tears dried. I gave him a sympathetic look but then he gave me a spiteful look.

"WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS AT MY WORST HUH! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD! WHAT THE FUCK YOU PATHETIC PEICE OF SHIT!"

I jumped at that out burst, he stood up and gave me a stare. Tears stung my eyes, there it was the classic karl. He began to rant on about it but then i saw behind that anger, i knew why he was like this. He cared.