Shaw's Love (Deckard Shaw X O.C)

Chapter Eighteen

(Your P.O.V)

I cuddled into Deckard's side, ignoring the looks from Luke, I didn't want to deal with him at all after what he did to me all those years ago. Thinking about it now I have a type don't I, tall, strong military men who are bald. I giggled softly and Deckard pecked my head and I looked up and saw a soft smile and peace in his eyes, something I always saw when he looks at me. "What're you giggling about?" He asked me and I smiled and snuggled into his side more, inhaling his cologne. "I'll tell you later." I said and he smiled and we just enjoyed each other's company despite being around others. When the truck finally stopped I was glad, the smell of dying fish was not appealing at all, and I felt the need to take a shower. 

We all got out of the truck and walked past the fish smell and it turned out we had arrived in the 'playground' or something similar. It held cars that were confiscated or donated on the East Coast, Pearce called a man who was operating the forklift 'Blanta' otherwise known as Black Santa, which felt completely inappropriate in the moment. Everyone was in awe at the selection of cars we could possibly choose from within reason of course. We knew we had to get prepared in case we found out why Dom was in New York of all states, so Deckard and I began working on modifying a car with what we may need, well Deckard was, I was watching him by the tool box. "So want to know why I was giggling about earlier?" I asked him and he hummed, not taking his eyes off of the part he was working on. "I realized that I have a type, out of the two men I've ever been with, they're both tall, bald, military men who are strong." I remarked and he laughed loudly at that, making the group look at our direction. 

"That's definitely true love, very much true." He said and I laughed and we just talked about everything he's missed since his incarceration, including how Pia has been handling it. I wish I could call the kids and let Deckard talk to them but that wasn't allowed to happen so they can't even know that he's not in a prison cell. Then I heard a heavy set of footsteps coming our direction and I saw it was Luke, I sighed and looked at the Samoan man. "Anna, can we talk? Please." Luke asked me and I sighed and nodded. "You and I can talk right here, Deckard has a right to hear this." I remarked but Deckard said that I didn't have to but I needed to do this in front of Deckard, or else I would break down. "Talk Hobbs, before I choose to not let you talk." I ordered and he nodded, I saw his Adam's Apple bob slightly. "I just wanted to apologize for what happened in Venezuela, what happened then wasn't what I thought to was going to be." He said and I glared at him, my eyes holding pain from those few months of being with him and the time of losing him. "What you didn't think that your girlfriend, who told you that you were her first boyfriend, would stick around after you decided to sleep with another girl and be with her instead?" I remarked and Deckard came over to my side and I held onto his hand. "I had barely turned nineteen when we dated, and yet you wanted someone older, imagine how that does to a girl who's been screwed over by people in her life, and gets cheated on by a man she thought she was falling for?" I asked him and his eyes widened when I said that, and guilt started pouring in as I was releasing tears from the years of pain. 

I showed him mine and Deckard's intertwined hands. "He helped repair what you broke, he showed me what it was like being with a man who is loyal, honest, loving. He treats me right despite the shit his career does to us at times, and I know he would never, ever, treat me the same way you did Luke. Because unlike your pathetic ass, he can actually love me back just as much as I love him, and the children we created together." I stated and he looked broken after what I said, but not as much as I was. Both me and Deckard walked away and once we were far away I broke down, all of that pain rushed towards me in a flurry of waves. All Deckard could do was hold me and rock me back and forth to soothe my cries, this is what I love about him the most, no matter what is going on, he'll stop what he's doing and help me, Luke didn't even do that. 

Authors opinion: Hey everyone and here is the newest chapter, I'm sorry for the long wait. I did the beginning based on memory since I still don't have the film, I know my bad, and the rest was all about Anna pouring her heart out. Since we don't know how old Hobbs is, I'm going to go with my gut instinct that he's in his early to mid forties now and Anna is about 28-29 so it was about ten years ago when they dated. That has a massive influence on anyone's life and so Hobbs didn't understand what that did to her until that moment when she told him, I also used my experience of bad breakups for this, I've never had them but I've helped friends with them. But either way I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and until the next time bye