Chapter 20: His story

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   "Thank you for making dinner Carol." Y/N said, smiling brightly at Carol who was seated across from her.

"No problem, I don't mind cooking for you guys," Carol replied, smiling warmly at Y/N. 

Jeffry came downstairs and seated himself beside Carol. "Sarah is sound asleep in bed, we should have some peace and quiet for the rest of the night." He told us. 

"Y/N and I are going to go hunting shortly, we won't be that long." I told them. 

"But you two just came back from hunting a few hours ago with plenty of prey, you two should get some rest," Carol replied, glancing worriedly at us. 

  I bit my lip out of nervousness. Hunting was just to cover up the fact that I was going to ask about Ivan. There was something different about him, I didn't have a good feeling coming from him. The visible scar he has shows he's been through a lot, but what is it that he's been through?

"We'll leave right now, we'll see you two in the morning." Y/N stood up and gestured for me to follow her outside. I grabbed my sword and followed her outside. 

"Is anyone nearby?" I asked her as we walked towards the forest. 

"No, not even Ivan. I think he's given up," She replied, glancing from tree to tree. 

  We walked further into the forest and set our stuff down beside a tree. Y/N climbed up the tree and sat on one of the thick branches, looking down at me and smiling. 

"What's the story behind Ivan? How do you know him?" I asked her. 

"When I lived in the forest with my adoptive father, about half a mile away we had a neighbor who owned a young slave named Ivan. Ivan was abandoned by his parents when he was just a baby, to this day he still hates them. His slave owner was very abusive and cruel. He barely gave any food to Ivan. I met Ivan one day when we went to visit our neighbor's farm where Ivan was doing his daily chores. The poor boy looked as if he hadn't eaten in weeks. While my father was talking to his slave owner we started talking and became friends, every day I would walk over there and sneak bread and milk to him. That lasted for about three years until Ivan escaped and came to live with us for a few months. Ivan turned fifteen and found a job in the small village not far from our home, he still came to visit me once in awhile. Ivan and I eventually started getting closer and at one point really cared about each other but that went away when Ivan disappeared for a year. By the time I was sixteen and Ivan was seventeen, Ivan returned with his scar. He wasn't the same boy I fell in love with. He was somewhat the same around me but would pick random fights with people, he sometimes even accidentally killed them or left many bruises giving him a bad reputation. I tried helping him but he never listened. Then the event with my father happened and you know the rest from there," She explained every detail carefully. 

  I climbed up the tree and sat next to Y/N, looking into her eyes. The eyes I've fallen in love with. I now worry how she feels. When she looks at me there's love in her eyes. But the way she looked at Ivan, I still saw love. Lost love. 

"Do you still care about him?" I asked her, looking worriedly at her. 

"Of course, but as a friend. Our relationship is long over, I only love you Sam. You and only you,"



   HAI 
THIS CHAPTER IS CRAP BUT OH WELL DEAL WITH IT!
So much has been going on. My poor room is so bare and empty. No more dresser, posters, drawings, fancy bedding, table, etc. My room is getting painted in a few days and carpet is being put in tomorrow morning. ABOUT TIME MOM. 
  Thank you for all the cyborg fanart btw. I'm slowly putting it in the chapters. Still waiting for Galaxy to finish hers XD.
  I had a weird dream Star, this other guy, and a youtuber I like called Bijuu Mike were my room mates XD. And my friend Em (LM Emerald) was like this baby we found and adopted XD. So I guess I adopted another kid, she calls me eomma. (It means Mommy in korean) 
  And can someone explain how it took my best friend, Fran, A MONTH TO GET ME FULLY INTO BTS. BUT IT TOOK EM TWENTY FREAKING MINUTES TO GET ME INTO SF9?! HOW?! 
  Rip too much K-pop XD. I keep getting married, Juho, Hwiyoung, Namjoon, Soho, and Rose are all my husbands and my waifu. Yo Tyler I know you read this story. We're getting a divorce because you're part ramen. IN LESS THE HOSPITAL GAVE US THE WRONG CHILD! PROBS EXPLAINS WHY I HATE TRASH. I AM NOT PART RAMEN. I am pigeon, cat, wolf, rabbit, and I think crouton. DON'T QUESTION MY LOGIC. And guys uhm I don't mind that you guys keep/take photos of me but don't post them without my permission please :/ 
Or at least tag me if you took a photo with me. Cause it's kinda annoying I find photos of me that are from my story. 
Okay bai xd 

~Lila W. 


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