Chapter 11

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Del's POV

We get to the base and she is still knocked out cold and I'm a little worried. I walk her to her room and lie her in her bed, covering her up in her sheets, setting her mask to the side. I took this time to study her face. She had a scar running below her left eye, across her nose and right cheek. Her hair was sprawled across her pillows and her breathing was slow but promising. I left her alone and walked downstairs to the guys.

"How's she doing?" Mini asked, being the first one to notice me.

"Still breathing so that's good," I respond, "I'm just worried about when she wakes up. She's going to want answers and she needs them but, I'm scared to tell her everything."

"You just need to nut up and tell her Jon. She has to know and she will find out one way or another so just get it over with," Tyler said sounding a bit annoyed. I don't think he understands our background, our deep childhood friendship, and secrets.

"Tyler, you don't get it, it isn't that simple. Just, just let me do this and don't interfere." With that, I left the room to think in my own quarters. How do I tell this girl that I'm her childhood friend that didn't die in a fire and wasn't able to kill his father... and that I love her. I rolled over to see the clock hit 2 am. My eyes were feeling heavy so I decided to rest on it and think about it more tomorrow.

~~~TIME SKIP~~~

I awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs downstairs. My body was sore from the all the fighting yesterday and I slowly crawled out of bed. As I walked downstairs I was expecting Mini or Moo to be making breakfast but instead, I saw (Y/N) holding the frying pan. A smile forced itself onto my face as I saw her standing and moving. I walked up and initiated a talk.

"Hey, how ya feeling?" I asked examining all the bandages wrapped all around her. She was wearing a black tank top with some short shorts and of course her mask.

"Feeling ok. A little sore but, doing better," She responded.

"So, I bet you have a lot of questions and I have all of the answers, so let's grab some food and head to my room so we can talk and eat," She did as told and sat on the floor and I sat in front of her.

"Ok, Jason wannabe, What the fuck is happening," She said not taking off her mask. I took a deep breath,

"(Y/N), you have a lot to catch up on," I reach up and remove my mask. Her face had confusion all over it but I could see she was trying to put things together.

"It's me, It's Jon. I am just gonna spill everything then allow you to punch, kick, smack away. At the fire I was making my way out when I ran into 'Papa' We got into a brawl and I had the chance to kill him but wussed out because he is actually my blood. So I choked him out and left. I didn't know where you went and I thought you had run off and forgot about me. I thought about you every day, to be honest. Then I found these guys and they took me in as a friend and helped me. (Y/N), I am so sorry for what has happened over the past few years and I hope you can somehow forgive me. I care a lot about you and I hate to have hurt you. Please I never beg but I am pleading you for forgiveness," I said leaning over to try and get closer. The look in her eyes seemed angry, sad, but yet, I saw a bit of joy. I watched as she slowly reached behind her head and pulled off her mask. He long black hair fell over one of her eyes and a scar was running across her face. Blue eyes stung me and made me feel a bit worse about the situation.

"Jon, I don't think you understand. I looked for you for five years after the fire and drove myself even madder cause I did all that good but at what cost. I thought I had lost my only friend and that I would be alone for the rest of my life. I came to terms with it and turned to killing and crime and never trusted anyone again. My life took a dive and I hated myself and blamed myself for your death that I never got close to people. I hid my face ashamed of my past and... and I needed my teddy bear," I look up as I hear her voice break. Tears started to roll down her face, "I needed you, Jon! You were all I had and then you just disappeared and it's like you didn't try! I tried for five years, FIVE FUCKING YEARS, but you were gone. I missed you, I miss you, I need you." she finished, her voice fading into nothing. Soft sobs escaped her mouth and tears flowed down her face. I sorta jumped forward and hugged her. I didn't know what else to do.

"I am so sorry, but I missed you too, and.... and I love you,"

Your POV

"And I love you," His words stung my ears. How dare he says he loves me. Five years I spent of my life searching for him and he didn't try. I used whatever strength I had to push him off me.

"Dammit, Jon! You fucked up my life and you have the guts to say you love me! Just.... Just fuck off. I swear I thought to see you again was going to feel so good but right now, I feel like shit. I went through all of that because you couldn't kill your dad? You didn't even follow the plan! Jesus," With that I snatched my mask off the floor and stood up. Before I could reach the door, Jon had gotten up and blocked the exit.

"Get out of my way," I demanded. I felt the tears coming again. I couldn't be in the same room with him anymore, my injuries were hurting and I needed to leave and go far away from this stupid ass place.

"No. Julia, take a breath, rela.." I cut him off with a punch. He dodged and tackled me.

"Jon get off of me! You dumb shit just let me go!" My squirming body was being held onto tightly. I managed to wriggle my arm free and I elbowed him, causing him to loosen his grip. I got up and ran out the door and out the building entirely. I ran as far away from the base as I could. My head was pounding and my injuries throbbed. I have never felt so vulnerable in my life. I was weak and tears were still creeping out of my face. Next thing I know it starts to rain and I'm without a jacket. I start to run again but this time I slip and hit my head. Then, out of nowhere a man runs up and puts a bag over my head and drags me to what I can only assume is a van. Here we fucking go again.

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