A Change Of Heart...

Chapter 41 - Not You ✞

~~Not You~~

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"Zeke?" I gasped stepping backwards.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Nate held me close to him.

"That's no way to speak to me, is it?" Zeke cockily said.

"Brooke, what is he doing here?" I asked her.

"Why don't you ask me that." Zeke answered for me.

"Brooke? Why is he in here?" I asked her.

"I didn't have a choice." She said looking down.

"What-" Zeke stood up and took a step forward.

"See, now you have a choice..." He came close to me.

"A choice?" I asked.

"A choice." He repeated.

"What the hell are you talking about Zeke?!" Nate shouted.

"Go sit." Zeke ordered.

"What?" Nate asked.

"Go. Sit." He repeated.

"You can't tell me what-"

"GO! SIT!" Zeke shouted, he has this psychopathic look in his eyes.

"No I-"

"Nate. Just do as he says." I let go of his hand that he had been holding on to.

"See. Now Gen understands." He smiled as Nate sat with Brooke.

"It's Imogen." I said.

"Fine. Imogen. Either way you're mine." He circled me slowly as he said this.

"Ha, sure." I sarcastically stood my ground.

"Yeah. You are. Because I found you two. And now I decide what happens." Like a shark circling it's pray he swarmed me.

"You don't get to decide shit" I said to him.

"Tut tut tut. Put some money in the swear jar Miss. Sparks." He smiled.

"Shove. It. Up. Your. Ars-" he cut me off.

"Now, let's not get feisty." He out his hand on my shoulder and I shivered.

"What do you want?" I coldly asked.

"Enthusiasm my young one. Now say it like your excited." He demanded.

"What the fuck do you want Zeke?!" I asked again.

"Another go in the swear jar... But I suppose I can let you off. The suspense is killing me too." He laughed as his hand slid down my arm.

"Leave her alone!" I heard Nate shout.

"Hush... Nate. Where do I start? You were once like a brother to me." He said leaving me alone.

"Worst decision of my life." He said.

"And whys that?" Zeke asked. How was this so normal to him.

"Because I thought you got over the whole Psychopa-"

"Don't. You. Dare. Finish. That." He warned getting closer to him.

"What's going on?" I asked. I shot a look to Brooke who was so scared.

"Everyone has there pasts Hun. Don't worry." Zeke turned around with a wide smile.

"So why are you here?" I asked him, after shooting Brooke a reassuring smile.

"To get my love bug back. You silly goose." He tapped my nose with his finger. "Boop."

"Don't touch her!" Nate shouted standing up.

"Nate Nate Nate... Sit down and listen to my proposal." Zeke said.

"Proposal?" He said, sitting down.

"Yeah. I will leave and never come back..." He paused.

"But?" I asked.

"But you have to come with me." He said.

"No!" Nate said.

"And if I don't." I phrased in a question.

"If you don't, which you will, I will call the Agents and have them come here." He smiled.

"We will run." Nate imputed.

"Then I will just have them take Brooke. They will beat her until she confesses." He smiled at her.

"Put that smug look up your arse Zeke." She said coldly.

"Really? Why don't people treat me nicely?" He rhetorically asked.

"Probably because you blackmail people and threaten them." I answered anyways.

"What?!" He death stared me.

"Just saying." I held my hands up in defence.

"I wouldn't have to do this... But you forced my hand." He said.

"You forced me to leave!" I shouted.

"No. Nate did that perfectly fine." He said.

"His isn't his fault." I defended him.

"No. I have a point. If Nate isn't here then I can have Gen." He smiled to me.

"I wouldn't count on that." I said.

"Try me." He turned face to face with Nate and punched his bullet wound.

"NATE!" I cried running over to him.

"See, I know about that too... Turns out Nate isn't as well as I thought." He laughed.

"Gen. It's you and me... Or nothing." He said standing by the door with his phone.

"No. I can't leave these two." I cried.

"Well, I will just call the-"

"Okay! Okay. Fine." I gave up.

"Gen..." Nate said.

"You're not getting hurt anymore Nate. I can't do this to both of you." I apologised to Brooke and walked over to Zeke.

"Gen. Please don't go. I'd rather us all get taken than be without you." Nate pleaded.

"I'm sorry." I cried as I walked away.

"Come on." Zeke said closing the door.

"Promise you won't hurt them." I said, stopping in my tracks.

"Promise you'll stay with me this time." He said. I nodded and we continued walking.

I got in the car and could see Nate on the sofa through the window.