Why Me? (Banana Bus Crew x Reader)

~Chapter 6 - moving on~

~Last chapter...~

Tears welled up in my eyes. It was him. It was really him.

~Now...~

It was my father. How? How is he still alive? I thought he was dead. I thought he was gone. I walked to the metal bars separating him and I and fell to the floor, now sitting on my knees.

"I thought you were dead," was all I could say. I wanted him to explain what happened so I continued speaking. "What happened?" I asked.

"Well," he started, "your mother and I were sleeping that night. That gang shot a stray bullet while trying to assassinate me. The bullet ripped through the bed sheets and through the mattress. I woke up immediately and ran away. But I didn't wake up your mother. I left her there. To die. That was the biggest mistake I've ever made." My face instantly turned into hatred. How could he do that? He just left her. He left her to just lie there, unknowing of what was happening around her. He left her to die in her sleep.

"How did you even get here, in prison?" I asked. He scrunched up his face.

"Even after your mother died, and you and Dylan went missing, I still continued a criminal life. I was doing a heist with a new gang I joined, but when things went wrong, they left me to get caught by the cops." Dylan was my brother's name. I loved Dylan to the point where I would die for him, and surely he would do the same for me. My father, on the other hand, he would do the opposite for my mother, clearly. Even though my mother had forced my brother and I into the gang as well as my father, she soon regretted it. The night before her assassination was the night before she planned for her, Dylan, and I to leave the gang and never look back. We definitely left the gang, but we were all separated. I don't even know if Dylan is even still alive.

"I can't believe you," was all I said before I went back to Tyler and Smii7y. I placed the bomb on the wall. I was about to push the 'detonate' button when my father spoke up once more. Even though I just wanted to leave, I listened to what he had to say. I shot my head towards him. He could tell I was angry. "What?!" I yelled at him.

"Aren't you going to let me out? I'm your father. I love you, (Y/N)," he said. He always did that. He tried to get sympathy from me through affection. It might have worked when I was younger, but it wouldn't work now. I'm twenty-one now. I know he doesn't care. He just wanted to be free, and probably betray me again. He betrayed all of us, yet he still played the affection card.

"Fuck you, you don't care for me so don't try to win me over. I'm done. If you really loved me, and if you really loved Dylan and mom, you wouldn't have betrayed us. The thing that gets me the most is that you didn't even attempt to look for me or Dylan. Me, on the other hand, I have searched for my brother. I've given up now because I've looked so much, just to come to multiple dead ends. But you don't care. That's why you're going to rot in prison. Goodbye," I stated and hit the detonate button. Prison sirens went off, sending deafening sounds to my ears. Tyler and Smii7y were just looking at me with sad eyes. Even though I haven't even gotten the chance to talk to Smii7y much, I knew he still felt bad. I held my hand up to my earpiece. "Come get us guys," I stated blandly. Delirious came down with the helicopter. Smi7y got in first and then Tyler got in. I took one last look at my father, before grabbing onto the ladder that hung from the helicopter. I climbed in and we flew away.

"(Y/N), are you alright?" I turned around to see Vanoss looking at me, staring me in the eyes. He knew something was wrong. I didn't want to tell him though. I was too heartbroken. I felt like there was no hope for my family anymore. Everyone thought I was so tough. Everyone thought I was amazing. But I'm not, I'm broken. I felt like crying, but I held the tears back as I answered him.