Love So Cruel~💕💞

Chapter 6 - Secrets

~💕Owens pov💕~

I could tell Theo was angry. Really angry. And it scared me. I know he would never hurt me in any way. But he is terrifying when he's mad. Theo was sitting on the couch irritated. I'm not sure what I can do to fix it. So I guess I'll leave him alone till he cools off. I sit at a chair in the kitchen fidgeting with my fingers until Theo tackles me to the floor, "What the fuck is wrong with you Theo?!" Theo covers my mouth and I bite his hand, "Ow OWEN. just stop I hear something.

"We stayed quiet and all of a sudden someone was shooting a gun outside our house, "WHAT THE FUCK THEO?!"  Theo Pushes me under the table, "I HAVE NO IDEA WHATS GOING ON BUT IF SOMEONE COMES IN HERE USE YOUR GUN." I nod and Theo crawls over to grab one of his guns, "I'm going to go figure out what the fuck is going on. Stay here Owen if anyone comes in shoot them. Stay low so you don't get hit with a bullet." I nod and Theo leave the house with me alone inside.

I heard multiple shots being fired outside the house which causes me to flinch. I shiver in fear under the table holding the gun while my hands tremble. "What the hell is going on..why are people shooting at us.. why is this happening.." I hear the door slam and I hold my gun up with my finger on the trigger.  My hands tremble as someone walks into the house. The walk in front of the table and freeze. The squat down and I pull the trigger, "Holy shit Owen you almost killed me.!" Theo is in front of me covered in blood, "What the hell happened?!" I crawl out from under the table, "Owen.. There is something I haven't told you yet.."

I glance over to Theo, "What? What is it?" Theo clears his throat, "Those people out there were out to get me because I come from a Mafia family." My heart dropped and I backed away, "Owen please don't see me any differently.." I tremble a little, "Why didn't you fucking tell me!? I could've DIED." Theo looks at me sympathetically, "Owen I was going to tell you but I needed you to trust me." I glare at him, "Well you could've told me that in the fucking beginning." I cross my arms and sigh, "Owen you can't tell me you don't trust me after I took you in and saved you." I slam my hand on the table, "I don't have to trust you. Hell I don't owe you shit." 

Theo sighs, "I already called my father. He said we could stay at his place I explained the situation." I look away and don't reply, "Owen please I understand you're mad at me. And you don't have to go with me if you don't want to I'm not forcing you to. Just If you do decide to come pack your stuff-"  

I glare at him and walk away.

~🖤Theo's pov🖤~

I rub my forehead in anger as I start to pack my things up. Owen was mad at me and I understand  why. But what I don't understand is the fact that he's mad at me for something I was  going to tell him eventually. People always get scared when you mention the Mafia. I didn't want to scare Owen away. I didn't want him to hate me after I told him. I wanted to get to know him more before he knew about my family.

I finish packing and Owen comes back with a backpack full of stuff, "I've decided to go with you but don't expect me to be nice to you." I sigh and walk out of the house. I stand there admiring the home that I had fixed up. The home that I had created. It's gone. Owen gets in the car and I do the same. I start the car and we start driving.

Owen didn't say a word the whole time 

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We finally arrived at my fathers house. I rang the doorbell and Owen stood beside me. The door opened and my dad greeted me, "Hey Theo." I nod my head, "Hello Father." He steps aside and we walk into the house. My dad approaches Owen, "You must be my sons roommate. You are very sho-" Before my father could finish that sentence Owen punched him in the gut which made the Mafia members reach for their gun. My father waves at them telling them not to shoot, "Damn.. You are very strong.." Owen glares at my father. My father walks me to my room, "I'm sorry son but Owen will have to share a room with you." I nod, "That's fine thank you dad. We'll unpack and meet up with you in a bit." He nods and leaves us alone.

Owen opens his book bag and starts unpacking, "Why are you being so rude to my father." Owen sighs, "None of your goddamn business." I sigh in frustration and continue to unpack, "Fine. Be that way. He may tolerate you being an asshole to him but I won't. He's the only person who fucking supported me when I was younger." I slam my suitcase on the floor causing Owen to flinch. I glared at him but I was secretly sorry.

Owen finally finishes unpacking and my father walks in, "So are you guys finished?" I nod and Owen just looks at the floor. He scratches his arm a bit. I wanted to nudge at him to stop but I don't think he wants me touching him. I sigh and my father looks at Owen, "So young man. You know my son is part of the Mafia. Therefore you can not tell anyone about this." Owen scoffs and nods.

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It was time for us to get ready to sleep. I take off my shirt to change. I glance over at Owen who has a handprint on his waist, "Owen. Why do you have a handprint on your waist." He flinches and quickly puts a shirt on. He did not answer me, "Owen tell me why you have that on your waist." I grab him and he shoves me away, "Don't touch me.." I could see the fear in his eyes and I release feeling bad. Owen sits on the bed and sighs.

"I was Raped.."

A/n: wow so many words lol- Anyways a lot was revealed in this chapter so hope ur happy :').