Them. | The Final Installment of the Him Series | Joe Jonas Fanfiction

Eight Five.

I love you, remember that. 

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Why I've followed him all the way to the gardens without a single peep out of either of us is behind me, though I'm now realizing it could be a tactic to get me far enough away from people to hurt me. Now I'm expecting it, and my guard is up. He won't pull anything on me this time.

"I know you know I'm behind you," I call after him, him finally stopping in his tracks, the both of us now in the garden fully. "It was you. Wasn't it? The entire time. You were the one threatening me and my children."

"Addison, you sound crazy," he says slowly, turning on his heel to face me. "Are you really that desperate to put all of it to an end? You found the culprit so long ago and you're still dwelling on the past."

I scoff. "Jason? You mean the guy that couldn't do shit for himself or his team and then was miraculously able to full me for over a year with threats toward my family? Yeah, I never fucking bought that for a second. You let him go down for it, you made him believe he was an asset when in reality he was your monkey the entire time. You knew you could have him go down for it and walk away without a trace toward yourself. But you forgot that I've known you long enough to know the trick. I've seen you and David play it on other people."

"Addison, why would I do something like that to you and your children? You sound drawn out," he sighs. "Have you been researching behind Joe's back again?"

I narrow my eyes. "You're trying so hard to convince me that it wasn't you right now. What possibly could you benefit from me not knowing?"

He licks his lips, looking down for a moment before shaking his head and raising his eyes to me, them now appearing darker.

Here it comes.

"Addison," he sighs, trying to recover from his slip of demeanor. "Again, why would I do something like that to you and your children? What type of motive would I have?"

I grin a little, licking my lips. "Y'know, I have to say, you are one of the cleverest people I know. Which is probably why you were able to convince everyone that you had nothing to do with it despite the information I had against you."

He chuckles, shaking his head. "Addison, I'm telling you, you sound drawn out. Let's go get you to Joe. Maybe he can convince you of your-"

"Don't try to make me feel like an idiot. I know I'm not crazy. I know what I found and what I saw, Charles. Which reminds me," I pause, tilting my head slightly. "How's Jacob doing?"

He blinks, his face going blank as his eyes darken.

"And how long exactly do you plan to try and keep it from Jaclyn that you do in fact have a son?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he claims.

"No? Because the look on your face says something much different."

His jaw tightens, his eyes darkening even more.

"Tell me, Charles, how exactly did you manage to keep your son a secret from the family you were the closest to for so long?" I ask, furrowing my brows. "Unless you were planning to turn against all of us, at some point. Who's next? Stella?"

"Shut up."

"After you just walked her down the aisle?"

"Addison," he growls.

"Or maybe... oh shit. Are you the one who killed David?"

"Shut the fuck up you little good for nothing slut!" he roars.