Chapter 30 ~ Apologies and acceptance

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"Look, I said I'm sorry" He said, following me around the apartment like a lost puppy. I couldn't believe him.

"Sorry? Is that it? Sorry doesn't fix the torture you put her through! Sorry doesn't fix the hole that now lies in her stomach! Sorry is just a word that pretends to have control" I shouted at him whilst throwing my hands up in the air. Did he really think he could get away with this?

"I-I had to. If I knew she meant anything to you, you know I wouldn't have done it" Grabbing my wrist and pulling me back to face him, his eyes were still representing a puppy.

"I don't care, that doesn't matter. You did it and I don't know if I can ever forgive you" Pushing his solid body away from mine (with all my force), I span around to break eye contact as the more I looked at him, the more I wanted to forgive him.

"Please, Holly" He begged once again and I could see the remorse in his eyes but it wasn't good enough. Not this time.

"Oh just wait until Sam finds you" Laughing in a sick, twisted way, I flipped my hair.

"I can take him" Shawn's signature personality soon sprung to life again, his cockiness determining his decisions and clouding his judgement between right and wrong.

"You can't take all 6" Raising my eyebrows in disbelieve, I smiled at his confidence. At least he had hope.

"Johnson is becoming a father, he won't do anything. Gilinsky doesn't care about anyone. Nate isn't even here, he has no power. Kenny is too busy protecting his girlfriend. I can take Sam. And Dillon, well, who knows if he's still alive?" Counting all the members on his fingers, eliminating each one at a time, he laughed as his confidence grew stronger.

"Don't you f*cking dare! To think that I was so blinded by your stupid good looks and annoyingly perfect smile. Johnson will protect that child with his life, Gilinsky will kill you in an instant, Nate will destroy you when we find him, Kenny will crush you and they all have Sam's back. Besides, I wouldn't be too sure about you beating Sam, he's pretty damn good at fighting. And don't you even think about bringing Dillon into this, he's trained to kill people" Calming down during my rant as my reasons were very valid, I thought about Dillon. I wondered where he'd be and if he was okay. I miss him.

"P.s. I wasn't talking about the boys when I said 'all 6'" Adding on more sass, I winked at Shawn and folded my arms.

"You think I'm perfect?" Shawn grinned and now this really wound me up. Letting my emotions take over, I raised my hand and applied an extreme amount of pressure to his face. Leaving a red patch of pain. Wow, that felt good.

"Okay I guess I deserved that" Holding his cheek, he laughed and nodded, completely not retaliating, surprisingly. I kind of wished he had retaliated because at least then, I could hate him forever. Why did I want to forgive him so badly? Even after everything.

"You deserve a lot more than that, you f*cking shot my best friend" Keeping my brave face, I scoffed and took a step towards him to show I wasn't scared of him.

"Get. Over. It" Leaning towards me, his face inches away from mine, Shawn took a break after each word.

"Drop dead" Opening the door, ushering him out by waving my arm in the direction of the corridor, I smiled sarcastically.

"Maybe I will" Whispering in my ear before quickly kissing my cheek, he saluted and walked out the door.

"Good" I shouted after him, determined to have the last word and he simply put his fingers up in the air as a sign of acknowledgement without turning around.

*Danielle's POV*

Looping my finger through my car keys that were lying on the counter, I quickly pressed my lips together in the mirror. Shouting goodbye to everyone as I was going to visit my Grandad, I walked out the door and slipped chewing gum in my mouth. Reaching the ground floor of my apartment building, I pushed the unnecessarily heavy door open and headed towards the car park. With my car in sight, I unlocked it which led to a loud but short beep to symbolise it was unlocked. Reaching my car, I placed my hand on the door handle and flung it open.

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