Deadly Secrets (BanxReader)

Chapter... fourteen maybe?

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

Christian widened his eyes. "(Y/N)!" He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I jumped, then slowly wrapped my arms around him.

"I've been looking for you," he said into the crook of my neck, and he shook as he sobbed.

"Those three years were horrible," he cried, his arms tightening around me. I frowned as a tear slid down my cheek. Ban put his hand on my shoulder and walked to the bar. "Chris," I said, my voice shaking, "let's continue this conversation outside. It'd be easier to talk, right?"

"Y-yeah," he said looking down as he began to walk out the door, his hand still wrapped around mine tightly.

We sat in the grass and he put his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, tears sliding down my cheek.

"I've missed you, Chris," I said, smiling. He gave me a broken smile. My eyes assessed his body and stopped immediately at his wrists.

I grabbed his left wrist. I dragged my thumb over the cuts. "Christian," I said, my voice hoarse, "what is this?"

He sighed, pulling his wrists away. "(Y/N), I've felt broken without you. It felt like my life had no meaning. I don't remember anything before the past five years- besides you." He put his hand on my cheek.

"Five years? Only me?" My face crumpled. Our childhood memories, our memories, Ban...

Wait. He doesn't remember Ban?

"Do you remember your brother Ban?" I squinted my eyes at him in a mixture of curiosity and worry, whereas his widened in amazement.

"I have a brother?" He grinned. "Awesome."

I huffed. Whoever did this will pay. "Back in the cavern, you said 'those three years were horrible'. You said you only remember the past five years and you've been gone for ten." I bit my lip.

"What happened in those three years?" I asked, frowning. He sighed. "Those three years were the first three I remember. I was tortured on a daily basis. It was horrible." He shuddered. "After those three years I got away, and the only thing I knew was 'Search for (Y/N)'. I kept seeing you in my mind, hearing your voice." He ran a hand over his face.

"The past few months.... I guess you can say I've been declining. I felt like both life and searching for you was useless- I was never going to find you, hug you or anything. I also wouldn't be able to learn about my past." He looked over to the side. "I was planning on killing myself tonight, actually."

"Don't," I said, grinding my teeth. He looked up at me and frowned. "Why?" He asked.

"You found me, didn't you?" I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into me as I sobbed. "I can't lose you again."

Christian's P.O.V.

"(Y/N), it's okay," I said as she cried. "I won't do it. I won't. I'll do anything you ask. Just please," I begged, kissing her forehead, "don't cry."

I rocked her back and forth for what could've been hours but I wouldn't have noticed.

I found her.

That's all I care about.