Uncharted||Mistaken [Book 2]

Chapter 3 - Mistaken

''Hey - hey - hey - jackass, you're ruining the show here.'' Nate grumbles in annoyance and Sully smirks. ''Ah, what a shame.'' He says and Nate instantly gets off his bed, going to his cell door with a grin.  ''Sully!''

''We really can't leave you alone for a minute.'' Sully says, taking the cigar out of his mouth as Nate grips the bars. ''Oh man, am I glad to see you.''

''How you doin', kid?'' He asks, motioning for a guard to unlock the cell door and Nate backs up. ''I'm doin' just great.''

Sully mutters a thanks to the guard once he enters. ''I had to grease a few palms. Did go through the rest of (Y/N)'s money. And a good chunk of my own. But hey...'' He explains, chuckling and the pair hug.

Nate looks up at the sound of footsteps and his eyes widen, making him pull away from the hug. ''(Y/N).'' He breathes.

She leant against the bars, her lips pursed and she was biting her cheek with her arms crossed. Her (H/C) hair was (in a bun/ponytail/down) and he felt like he hadn't seen her in forever, making her appearance even more beautiful than ever.

''I'm glad you came too, (Y/N)." He tells her, smiling.  Her (E/C) eyes that usually shone were dull and full of hate.

''I didn't want to come.'' Her voice is calm, but cold as she pushes herself off the bars, walking in. Nate stares at her, confused and he goes to say something but Sully tries to break the tension by clearing his throat.

"You stink.'' Sully states and Nate scoffs, pointing at his cigar. "Not half as bad as that cigar.'' He counters. Sully places it back in his mouth, shaking his head whilst Nate's eyes move between them.

''Well, how'd you find me?'' He asks and (Y/N) snorts, rolling her eyes. ''Well, a really good friend of yours asked for Sully's help.'' She explains and Chloe rounds the corner, resting her hand on the bar of the door.

''Hello, Nate.''

''Oh, no. No.'' Nate backs up, shaking his head.

''Now, wait a second - '' Sully tries to speak, but he speaks over him. ''Sully, kick her out and shut the door. We're safer in here.''

''Just wait a goddamn minute. Hear her out.'' Sully orders as (Y/N) stares at her nails, a look of hurt evident in her eyes.

''Thank you, Victor.'' Chloe thanks, walking in to join them. (Y/N) leans against the cell wall, glaring daggers at the back of the black-haired woman's head.

''Hey, no offense, Sully - but you're not exactly the best judge of character. Especially when it comes to women.'' Nate jokes.

''Fair enough. All the same.'' Sully shrugs, indicating to Chloe who covers her nose in disgust.

''Oh no, it's not that bad.'' Nate says, sarcastically. ''Look, I have my own bucket.'' He points to it and she groans in being grossed out.''Last cell I was in, eight of us had to share.''

She goes to speak but Nate holds his hand up, sitting back down on the bed.  ''Look, I appreciate you dropping by, but if you and Flynn hadn't screwed me over in the first place - '' She tries to cut him off. ''- I wouldn't been rotting in this shithole for the last three months - so excuse me if I'm not, y'know, leaping into your arms.''

''I had nothing to do with it.'' Chloe finally speaks but he scoffs, making her turn to  the other two. ''I told you, he's not going to listen to me.''

''Oh, what a shame.'' (Y/N) sighs, walking away from the wall. Sully nudges her forward and she rolls her eyes. ''Fine. Look, Nate... They found the ships.'' She informs him and he turns to her, swinging his legs off the bed.