Nate had stayed away from his brother and friends, since his arguement with Kiara, he regretted what he said to her, as he knew it wasn't true.
It was a day later as Kiara and JJ were now driving to the Maybank house. They pulled up outside of the front door. JJ sighed, and looked down. "Home sweet home." He said.
Kiara saw his expression. "Do you want me to come? 'Cause I'll come." She told him.
He shook his head. "As much as Nate would like that, this'll only take a sec." JJ got out of the car, not noticing Kiara's worried expression. He looked back at her, causing her to feign a smile.
He entered the house. "Nate? Dad?" He called out. He walked further inside, making it to the living room. He saw his dad, fast asleep on the couch.
"He's been like that since I got back from my walk." He heard a voice from behind him. JJ turned to see his brother. "He's not waking up anytime soon, what a loss that is for us." He said sarcastically.
"You not coming with us?" JJ asked him.
Nate looked down. "Y'all don't need me. I'd just drag us down. You're better off."
JJ sighed. "Bro, you know that's not tru-"
"Yes, yes it is. I'm not smart, not exactly the best fighter." He took a breath. "And I hurt Kie." JJ looked at him sympathetically. "You don't need me." He walked back to his room, ignoring the calls of his brother.
He had been sat there for a few minutes when he heard a knock. "I'm not coming J." He told them.
"It's not JJ." He heard Kiara's voice. He stayed rooted to his bed.
"Nate, please let me in." He couldn't deny her. As much as he wanted to. He stood up and opened the door, seeing Kiara there, looking worried. They looked at each other. "Please come." She told him.
"You don't need me, I told JJ already." He responded.
"Yes we do. I promise you. We need you."
He sighed. "Kie, you're not gonna change my mind." He told her, looking down. "Please just go." He said, barely above a whisper. She still heard him.
"Fine, I'll go. But for what it's worth. I'd like you to be there." She told him, before she turned and left.
Those words played on his mind for a while. Despite all he had done, she still wanted him there. He still didn't believe they needed him. But she wanted him there. So he'd be there. At the very least, for Kiara.
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Nate turned the corner to the warehouse where The Phantom was being held. He heard voices coming from within, he knew one was Rafe, the other was less recognizable.
He walked into the building and heard gagging coming from the other side of the boat. He sprinted around the back of the boat to see Pope lying on the floor clutching his stomach.
JJ was getting repeatedly punched by Barry. Nate looked back up at Rafe and saw him choking Kiara.
"Where's John B, Kiara?" He shouted at her.
"I don't know!" She shouted back.
Nate was enraged. He saw red. He moved towards Rafe and grabbed his shoulders. Rafe dropped Kiara to the ground as she began coughing.
"Don't you fucking touch her!" He shouted at him before pushing him away. He ran at Rafe and tackled him to the ground. He threw a punch at Rafe's face, busting his lip.
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