Here I am

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Jason's P.O.V

'We are ready to aboard'

The flight announcement was both a pain and pleasure. Pleasure because I couldn't hurt (Y/N) anymore. And pain because... What I did was ridiculously ridiculous.

I put on my head phones and thought the way back.

*Flashback*

I give them some anesthetic to just sleep through the ride. Leaving Ryan and Chaz back at Ryan's home, I got the guys and (Y/N) in the car buckling their seat belts. I put some of my stuff in the car deck and rode off to (Y/N)'s house.

After a big debate with myself that what I did was right and a lot of crying. I reached (Y/N)'s house. I am Jason Mccann! I know everything!

I rang the door bell with (Y/N) in my arms. I thought again about what I was doing.

I could just take her back with me. Back home. No one would ever know!

But then Mr. (L/N) opened the door shaking me from my thoughts. He looked at me and gasped.

No turning back now...

"Mr. (L/N), your daughter" I said looking at (Y/N). Her face was brighter than moon right now. "Who is it?" I suppose that was Mrs. (L/N). She came out and looked at (Y/N). Tears scrolled through her eyes. "My baby! Oh my God!" She was crying continuously.

They let me in. I tucked her in her bed as tears flowed through my eyes. A sob escaped my lips. Tucking her hair out of her face. I ran back to the car getting her Guitars. Old one and new one. I gave the new one to Mr. (L/N). "Sir, I'm taking the old one." I said with a small smile. "Your daughter is so precious" My voice broke saying that. "I don't wanna hurt her and these are some numbers she might need when she wakes up." I said completely broke.

"Why did you come here? Who is she to you?" Mrs. (L/N) asked. "My life, My death, My breath, My heart beat... My everything" I said. "Mr. Mccann, we can't risk our daughter's life" Mr. (L/N) said. I knew he was afraid that I might hurt his family. I chucked. "I love your daughter, sir" I said. He gasped. "If someone hurts her... I will take his life." I said. They gasped. I wiped my tears. "Good night" I said and left out.

I sat in the car and drove to Allen's house. My cries slowly became louder. I just left my life. Soon I reached Allen's house.

I knocked on the door and Mrs. Jones opened it. She gasped. I am now used to this reaction. Mr. Jones soon came by the wheel chair. He was also shocked. I slowly brought Allen and Robin in. "Hello, Mr, and Mrs. Jones" I said. Mrs. Jones was not even looking at me. "How are you, Jason?" Mr. Jones asked.

"Payback time. Karma got me good." I said. "All that time I took lives now others are after my lives" I said. I was like not thinking straight. "I'm sorry for all the things... good bye" I said and walked out.

*Flashback Ends*

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Toronto Pearson International Airport. Local time is 11:44 pm (According to where I live right now) and the temperature is -1 degree Celsius...

The flight attendant continued to ramble and I decided to ignore her. Being in Canada is the best thing in world right now. My world.

I decided to take a cab to my house. On my way my eyes started to water thinking about her...

"Kid, any problem?" The driver asked. I shook my head. "N-no... nothing" I said. "Parents?" He asked. I shook my head. "I told you... nothing" I said. "Girlfriend?" He again asked. It took all of me to not cry but my brain didn't help me to say anything. "Girlfriend" He sttated. "Don't wory, kid. You'll get a lot more girls..." He said. "Not like her" I said. The driver sighed. "Don't worry, kid" He said. I didn't talk much then.

Soon I was back home. I paid the taxi driver. "It's okay, kid. Don't worry" He said. I smiled not really and looked at my home. It's been 2 years since I came here.

My home in Canada was the best place in the world for a refuge

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My home in Canada was the best place in the world for a refuge. But this is just for me. (Y/N) is still on my mind but I have to let her go cause I don't deserve her.

(Y/N)'s POV

I sat on the couch of the living room crying as my father brought my favourite ice cream. "Quite down, baby girl. I know it's hard but please try..." He said. And when I didn't respond. He sighed. "He gave me these numbers" Dad said giving me a paper. I snatched it from Dad. "Dad! Call these numbers! Please" I said. Dad and mom looked at me like I was crazy but took this seriously and dad went to take his and my phone.

At least now I got someone to talk about this...

Where are you Jason?

Come back

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