Blood in the Water

Rocky Road

(Just a heads up so no one has a riot, this first half is all the same dialogue from chapter 3.2 cause I still wanna keep on track with the OG story line. ALSO DID ANYONE ELSE SEE THE NEW EPISODE BECAUSE OMG!!!)

Your Pov.

Alphonse opens the garage door while Seth was inside talking with his father. He lets out a sigh before speaking, "There she is. My Dad's car... well, mine now."

"Never told me about the car,"

"Yeah, there wasn't really a need. Where did we want to go?" He draws in the dust on the back window, "Dad and I spent a lot of time on this car together; Fixed it up with him, learned to drive in it with him. It's a constant reminder of him."

"Are you gonna be okay with driving it? We can find another way if you aren't."

"I'll be fine. I need to get us out of here plus it's for a good cause."

"Yeah," I respond as he finishes the drawing with a little quote 'Wash me'. He probably should have kept a cover on it.

"Hey uh You've hardly made any eye contact with me, is it the look? It's just for now-"

"I-it's not the look." The look is hot as hell on you, but maybe apart of it was. This lifestyle looked really fucking good on him and that scared the shit out of me.

"Well, it may have been simpler if that were the case. So, how are you feeling about all this?" He glances at me as he leans his back on the car.

"Guilty as hell," I nearly mumble it, but Al heard it. He had a thing for picking up on even my quietest of comments.

"Hey, we are guilty for some shit back then too. The only difference is you happen to have relations to the biggest piece of shit out there," He pats a spot right next to him and I join him leaning on the car. "We both have another side to us, a darker past that was beneath the cookie cutter life style we were livin' before shit went down. I think, I'm not trying to speak for you, but I think maybe we both we're gonna have to face the music at some point."

"Yeah," I look up to the ceiling, "Seth keeps blaming himself for being the one to bring Derek here. I'll be honest, I think it was me. I'm convinced he wanted to mess with me and you two just happened to be apart of the deal."

"No. Boo, listen to me. Seth and I started this shit, unless you did something to piss him off I highly doubt that you're the one at fault in this. You just happen to be the kid of the man I stabbed which oh my god I stabbed your dad."

"Ew, don't call him that. Think of him more as a sperm donor than anything. I'd like to pretend I wasn't related to him," I laugh slightly then sigh, "But I guess I can only go so long pretending he doesn't exist."

There was a moment of silence before I spoke again, "I want to tell you something." I finally look Alphonse in the eye again.

"W-what is it?" He asks nervously and I take his hand.

"Even if you had told me back then about your involvement with him. I'd still love you all the same."

"Even from the very beginning?" His eyes don't look as sad before for a moment, almost hopeful.

"Yeah, but I keep wondering. Would you? I mean he basically put you two through Hell and... I'm... well I'm apart of that Hell." I wanted to look away now, but I couldn't bring myself to even glance to the side. I needed to know. Al puts both his hands on my face and my eyes immediately shut as he kisses me. I missed the warmth of him, it had only been a day, but it felt like forever since he kissed me. He pulls back, "I would have. You know I've seen folks that are like their parents, grow up just like them, but you? You are nothing like him." I almost laugh at the statement. Nothing like him? Other than the looks I knew in my heart, I was nearly a replica when I was back in the city. If not worse.