Chapter 21 - Repurcussions

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Chapter 21

Megan POV

After we spoke, Julia left the room, leaving me and my thoughts. My only concern now is, not how my father is doing, but how am I going to help Ryan. I don't know why I feel the need to help him. Whenever we talk or whenever we just hang out, it seems like my walls just come down. I can be myself around him and he just....accepts me.

I guess when we all go through something so messed up all we want is the feeling of normality. With Ryan is just that and a little more. I do care for him a lot more then I initially wanted to. He thinks, i might leave him, but why would I? Only around him is when I actually feel normal and sometimes I get butterflies when he just looks at me and hangs onto every word that I say.

Sure he does not say that much, but he listens. He always listens... It's like nothing can get by him. If I so were to look at something and even squint, or even space out,  he would know that something is up.

How am I going to act as if nothing happens when I already know so much?I know things about him that even he doesn't know....yet.  If Ryan gets back his memories, does that mean that he might forget me?

The sound of a door busting open shook me back to reality.

Ryan's father walked past with a bunch of documents in his hand. He glanced by the living room and walked in with eyes focused on me. I still don't know what his name is. I only know him as dad, sir, head of operations .

" Has anyone been here?"  He asked with a frustrated tone as always.

"No one has left. Your guards won't allow us to." Did he get hit on the head or something? There's literally dudes with guns walking outside of the house preventing anything from getting in or out. How is anything supposed to get by them?

" Where is Ryan?"

And before I could answer his question, "right here" came the answer from behind us. I looked behind to see Ryan casually grabbing something to drink from the fridge in the kitchen and sat on the island counter.

He looked appealing with his jeans and well fitted T-shirt but the beard that has grown on him throughout the course of this chaos has certainly looked better.

His dad walked across to face him with a deadpan look on his face.

Ryan POV

My dad stood in front of me. He only does this when he needs something from me.

" Need to do what you usually do. Find out what the hell this psycho is thinking" . Of course, even though he is my father, he never once took the initiative to ask how my day was, or what I've been doing during my spare time or are there any problems at school. Nothing.

It has always been about work and now seems to be no different.  I guess I have gotten used to it. To the world we might be family, but the bond be have is rather thin.

" wanna let you know that Jake's in the hospital being monitored. Everything was good there until he got a visit." And before I could ask who visited jake, he handed me pictures as a curious Megan took a seat next to me on the island counter.

As I looked at them, Megan peeked in and let out a gasp. Fear and worry clear in those amazing hazel eyes.

The pictures showed Jake on the hospital bed sleeping, but on the on the glass wall to his side, smeared in black paint were written the words ONLY GOD CAN SAVE YOU and on the corner taped to the glass was a letter with a black ribbon tied around it. My mind began to search the different possibilities to get closer to this person. I felt a slight headache gradually building its way up.

This person is not afraid anymore. I used to get these letters discreetly, but now our messages come as one. The one in black paint is intended for the police and the letter is for me, but now the message is clear to both sides.  Before I get consumed with my questions I have to get few things out of the way, rubbing my temples I looked at my dad. He has arms crossed looking at me waiting for an answer. "well" he questioned with frustration.

I sighed and took in a deep breath, this might not end well. A voice in my head chanted composure Ryan. Keep calm. Keep calm. Keep Calm.

" a few things I want to ask. Firstly, how can you not have him guarded?  Second, how can anyone slip by your guys so easily.what's the use of having protection when they cannot protect? Third, is Jake alright? Has he been hurt? Fourth , check the cameras, they might have a recording, I know you might have done that,  but i'm sure he or she had caused problems with the system and you could not get a hold of him on all 12 cameras in that level and not one in the 54 cameras in the hospital just like the other time I got visited by an imposter playing Aunt Summer which is why you are here asking me for help to get into his head to try and figure out what he or she might do next.

Now that we have that out of the way, it is clear to me that you know something about the case that I don't. A potential suspect at best, but let me finish. Lastly, I know you have a lead, but you don't want me to know about it. I won't intrude, but I'm sure it has something to with the signature we found in the theatre, which is why we are in this safe house in the first place. To protect us from whomever that person is. "  I held my nerve and took a sip of the orange juice, waiting for his reply.

" oh and before I forget, what is in the letter that was taped in the photo. " I added. He hesitated for a brief second before handing me the letter.

Just looking at the letter brought back so many memories and just reminded me how much I had to go through. A voice in my head hoped that this might be an imposter, but the faint smell of jasmine, coated on the envelope tarnished that hope long ago. Nope, this is the same person. I undid the black ribbon and opened the letter as calmly as I could.

It said in the familiar cursive writing:

ONLY GOD CAN SAVE YOU.

P.S. YES RYAN, IT IS YOU.

He wants to hurt me badly, at least that much is clear. The least I could do now is damage limitation and save who ever I can. The number one person I need to protect is Megan. She means more to me than I actually let on, but if we do get close and something happens to her. I can never forgive myself. It will be my fault if this person who is after me hurts Megan in order to get to me. Funny how the one thing that you can consider your strength, is also your biggest weakness. I have to protect her.

She will only be safe if she is away from me. Away from the dangers that come along with this. It has always been this way. Whenever I care for someone I end up hurting them in some way.

I muster up some courage and take a deep breath. I'm  so sorry for what I'm about to do Megan. Please don't hate me. You mean a lot to me.

I look directly into the hazel orbs that I have come to adore.

"I need time alone, you're slowing me down and I cannot think around this with you here.  I don't want you to leave, as that means you will need protection and that will only strain the limited manpower we have here. We need all the men we have to get this guy. I'll stay in the station for now. I need to be alone until this thing is over. Time to get going. Take care of yourself. "

I ended with a shaky breath and I signalled to my dad for us to get going.

As I took my things and headed to the car outside the safe house, I saw Megan standing in the kitchen in the exact place where we ended our "talk".

As we drove off in the car, I can't help but think back to what I've done.

Not only did I leave Megan behind, but also a huge part of me with her.

If I were to come out of this, I guess it's about time I actually told her that.......................I love her.

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A/N : Hey guys, Sorry for the late upload. Just came back after a short holiday and I could not get the editing done to my satisfaction. So here it is.

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