Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Were you ever going to tell me?

I joined DedSec a few weeks ago, and have settled in quite well. They all trust me and I trust them, but they still don't know my big secret; Dusan Nemec is my uncle. 

As I walk into Wrench's garage, our usual hangout spot since we've both become really good friends, I feel a strange atmosphere, like a thunderstorm waiting to explode. 

I walk through the door and see the gang sitting on the raggedy sofa's Wrench still hasn't replaced, and they all turn to look at me with solemn faces. Wrench is strangely enough, nowhere to be seen. 

"Whoa, did someone murder a puppy or something?" I nervously ask, trying to break the eerie tension. 

"Y/N, we need to talk" Marcus says, standing up and putting his arms out as if he's waiting for an attack from me. 

My mind immediately races, why is Wrench missing? Has something happened to him? Is he okay? Oh God, what if he's hurt, or worse dead!?

"We're all okay, it's nothing like that" Sitara says to me without looking at my face, her head hangs down. She always can read people so well, she did tell me once that she studied psychology at university. 

"Oookay" I draw out, not knowing what could possibly be going on. I walk over to the sofa's when we all suddenly jump from a loud bang coming from behind us. I look up to see a very angry Wrench throwing a toaster across the room. 

"Why the fuck would you keep something like that from us!?" Wrench shouts, breaking the silence. 

Shit, they know. I should have known they'd figure it out, I didn't want them to get the wrong impression. 

"Shit, okay, we're doing this," I whisper more to myself than the others, "So yes, I am Dusan's niece, but I absolutely promise you that I hate him more than any of you could comprehend. He literally hates my dad and refused to use his power to help him when he was ill." I quickly blurt out, before tears threaten to spill over. 

There is a loud silence before Josh quietly says "Can we trust her?"

"Yes, you can trust me. I didn't want to tell you in case you thought I was a mole or something. Which I'm not, I knew DedSec was the only chance of taking him down." I say to the group, hoping my face conveys my honesty. 

"Shit, this is a lot to deal with right now, you should have told us, up front" Marcus turns to me and crosses his arms, Sitara still won't look at me and Wrench is still panting heavily and pacing.

"I know." I say, tears silently falling down my cheeks. I stand there, arms limp at my sides and feeling deflated. I've lost them, I know it. 

"It's late and we should all think about what we're going to do about this. Let's talk about this tomorrow" Marcus says to everyone before standing up and walking past me out of the door. 

They all leave, one by one, until it's just be and Wrench. 

I turn to look at him, and see his face is staring at the broken toaster on the floor, I hesitantly walk towards him but he takes a harsh step back and holds out one hand. 

"Were you ever going to tell me?" He whispers into the silence, his voice cracks on the last word. I sniffle and shrug, "Would it have changed anything, I'm still who I am". 

"Y/N, it's me, I get not telling the others, but we're different, you know we are. We're like peanut butter and jelly, we work. It hurts you didn't tell me." He softly says, though the last part was more spit out. 

"Please, I know I'm delicious but now isn't the time for innuendos" I try to joke with a shaky laugh, but Wrench just deflates and walks over to his mini-fridge, pulls out a bottle of whiskey and necks at least quarter of the bottle straight. 

I know I've done this, so I do the only thing I know how to do. I walk out of the door. 

I almost hope he calls me back, but all I hear is the door shut behind me. 

Sobs wrack my body as I go to the only place I know I'm safe, to Dusan's home.