I Never Forgot (A COD Advanced Warfare Fanfic)

Part 13 -Decisions-

Keegan's POV
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I sought out Irons as I stumbled toward the place where I used to, William used to, and Irons continues to lives house. "Damn" I hear a familiar voice say and turn to see Brock my drunken state seeing him as a blurry figure and I stumbled towards him his face becoming clearer. "You have changed babe" he said giving me a wink. It was true I have changed, my black hair now blonde, and my attitude as of recently has become killer. "You want me" I slurred at him to which he grinned "Yes" his breath causing shivers of fear go down my spine "come here" I say pulling him by his shirt to behind a tank.

He attacked me with hunger and lust. The head in my voice telling me to stop him but I had other plans. My eyes darkened as I grabbed his knife from his belt he didn't notice until I stabbed it into the back of his head as he stared at me his eyes draining of colour and his mouth parted as he took his final breath and fell to the floor. Dropping the knife from my hands into the puddle of blood his wound had caused I felt more alive then I have in four years. I searched him and took a flask from the inside pocket of his jacket and drank the whiskey from it fleeing the scene going to Irons place.

I opened the unlocked door and walked into the living room. "Keegan nice of you to join me" Irons voice had a slur in it as I walked towards the couch that he was sitting on. "want a drink?" he offered as he poured a glass of something handing it to me and I drank it and he took a drink out of the bottle. He handed me the bottle as I drank from it passing it back to him Main objective getting Irons wrapped around my finger. Next objective causing pain to those who have caused me pain. I thought as I leaned into Irons and he leaned in causing our lips to meet.

I was to drunk to think my choices through as he led me into the bedroom. His body wasn't great like Gideon's, but I had to get over Gideon he was my enemy now. I'm not Irons daughter. I'm not Gideon's love interest. I'm not Brock's. I'm not Ilona's friend anymore. I'm not weak just recovering. The thoughts run through my mind as Irons did what he wanted.