CH. 21 Should I
                              (Damian POV)
                              People want to act like the system is a good system.
                              Well, that's false, if you think the system is good then I think it's time for you to wake up from that little fairy tale you're living in.
                              It's insane how they're innocent people in prison right now for a crime they didn't commit, for a crime that they would never commit but the system that we talk about so well has failed them.
                              So what happens when the people who never committed the crime take the punishment for the actual monsters who do?
                              The actual fuckers are out there, doing who knows what. 
                              Like they say. Sometimes the good guy is actually the bad guy behind closed doors. 
                              Hell, Natasha could vouge for that. 
                              I finally let her go after comforting her, I watched as she avoided my eyes and I didn't bother asking her questions.
                              It bothered me though. How can no one, not even one single person think.
                              'Hey, something is definitely fishy about this relationship of theirs.'
                              I continue packing my things, I know I had to pack some of my clothes also.
                              "You know, I'm kinda glad I don't have much to pack." She said and I turned to look at her, finding her sitting and staring at me.
                              "Don't worry will get you more things when we get there, you're going to need supplies and all that," I said not really wanting to go into details about what kind of supplies she was going to need.
                              She let out a laughed.
                              "Okay, that's fine." I gave her a small smile.
                              "Come on, wait out my bedroom door for me. I have to pack some clothes and we're going to start heading towards the private jet area." I said to her as I made my way the door with her behind me, we left the room and I headed towards my bedroom. Opening the door, making my way towards my closet.
                              I grabbed the duffle bag that was in the aisle, throwing clothes in it. Not bothering to fold them.
                              I also took out my phone and made sure our trip was going to happen.
                              Suddenly a hand took the duffle bag from me, my eyes widen as I saw her take the bag out of my hand. Taking the clothes out of the duffle bag and starting to fold them.
                              "Sorry, it was starting to bother me and it eventually got to me. I'll fold the clothes for you, you just hand them to me." She said and I begin to protest but she gave me a look.
                              I started handing her clothes and she folded them putting them in the duffle bag.
                              The duffle bag was filled, zipped and ready to be taken to its destination.
                              "You didn't have to do that, you know?" I said to her as we made our way outside of the walk-in closet.
                              "Yeah I know, but it's hard for me in my situation to change from everything that I was forced to do," she said in a soft voice avoiding my eyes.
                              "Okay, let's go then. As soon as I see that guy, Kevin, I am going to punch him so hard. He's going to wish I never came to Brazil." Cracking my knuckles and getting it prepared for the punch I was going to throw at him.
                              "You two went through a lot together didn't you?" She asked me as we made our way to the front door of my house.
                              I nodded my head.
                              "Yeah, if it wasn't for him. I would honestly be dead right now. He came through for me and we ended up always coming through for each other while we were locked up for shit we didn't do. You can say he's like a brother to me." I said and she nodded her head.
                              Giving me a small smile as we got out of the house. I made sure the security alarm was on and I made sure all the cameras were turned on by the app on my phone. 
                              We made our way towards the car, I held the passenger door open for her. I took her things with mine, going to put everything in the trunk.
                              She said thank you as she got in, closing the door I made my towards my trunk, opening it and putting our things in there. Then made my way towards the driver side, getting in and starting the car heading towards our destination 
                              "You're sure will be able to get to Brazil?" She asked me and I let out a chuckle.
                              "Don't worry Natasha, I got this," I said and she nodded her head, looking out her window.
                              "Are you nervous?" I asked her.
                              She shook her head.
                              "No, just eager to get through this. That's all." She said and I let out a sigh.
                              "You know you don't have to do this alone right?" I asked her, hoping she knows she can get the help she needs.
                              "So people keep saying." He response was.
                              I didn't know what to say after that. I mean what do you say to someone who never had anyone actually help them and when she needed the help the most no one was on her side.
                              You can't say you'll be here for her because no way she's going to believe that, especially with everything she has been through.
                              "I know it's hard for you, especially now to think about letting someone in but I want you to know that you should try because sometimes having someone in can help you, you know. Sometimes having someone to talk too is a good thing, there's only so much you can keep bottle up inside Natasha. If you keep it all bottled inside sooner or later it's going to take over and control you. I don't think to let it have power over you is a good thing. This is something that you can actually control. That you can actually stop it from happening and not let it have power over you. You're in control this time, so take charge." I said as I focus my eyes straight ahead.
                              From the corner of my eyes, I knew she turned her head to look at me but I didn't turn to look at her and continued driving because truthfully.
                              I said what I said and I meant what I said.
                              That was honestly how I felt and I was hoping she saw that. I was hoping she took that into consideration.
                              "Why, what's the point about letting someone in if I don't plan on having them in my life. I only need the two of us and that's all that matters. No one else is needed." She said and I took her words.
                              "What do you mean the Two of us? Who are you referring to? I don't think you're referring to me." I said and I turned my head to see her eyes widen as if she just realized what she just said.
                              Should I?
                              Should I even have asked....
                              (*Kassandra Speaks*)
                              Damn Damian what are you doing to our girl Natasha?! 
                              Well Dolls, do you Dolls like Damian or what? Thoughts? 
                              Natasha and Damian are going to Brazil to meet up with Dean, Kimani, and Kevin. Is anyone looking forward to the plan that they're all going to come up with? How do you think Natasha feel towards Damian? Well, guess will found out later on. Give this chapter a VOTE, COMMENT & SHARE. See you all in the next update. 
                              Xoxo
                              -Kassandra Vivu
                                      
                                          
                                   
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