Chapter Sixteen

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Anti-Everything - Lost Kings ft. Loren Gray

Yes I know the song has Loren Gray in it but she's honestly not that bad. I mean, I like Bhad Bhabie but who do you think is a better role model for kids? They're both not the greatest and they both can't sing but she has pretty good music. Plus I spent three hours trying to find the right song for the chapter. Funny story how I actually find it. I'd tell ya but ON WITH YOUR ROMANCE AHAHAHAHA.












My lips parted as he said that. My heart was racing, beating so hard I felt it would bruise my rib cage. "Wh-what?"

"I thought I recognized your last name...and I did some research on your family's history and found out what...happened that night."

I dug my nails into my palms. I hurt, but I had to refrain from punching something. "You...knew?" I managed to utter.

"Well, yes...I guess you could say...but sometimes, things need to be left alone." He replied with hesitance. "But...if you'll just listen, then I can explain. Please."

I jumped up from my spot beside him. "Wait. You just told me that you did research on my family, and now you're telling me you knew about this?"

He paused before looking between me and his hands. "Okay, fine. I didn't do research. I knew that your family had died that night, but the team and I were-"

"Were what!?" I snapped, throwing my hands in the air as if I was slapping something away. "You were, let me guess, busy? Were you rescuing some bitch who can't take care of herself?" I made sure to express the fact that I was really, really, really angry.

"Just listen to me, Y/n. Please." He stood up and grabbed my arm, caressing it in his gentle grasp. I pulled my arm away, tears already rolling down my cheeks.

"No! I'm not going to listen! I listened to your shit once and my family put all their faith into your team! We listened to you and look where that got us!"

He flinched at my words, probably hurt by them, but I didn't really care at the moment. I don't think caring would ever get me anywhere. I willed my tears to stop falling, and they did. I didn't crack a cruel smile, and I wouldn't dare make any sobbing noises. I simply just shook my head and walked away, letting my hands relax and my shoulders drop. Somewhere I was glad that I knew that the Ninja knew about my family, but at the same time, I would have rather stayed wondering my entire life instead of hearing it come from the mouth of someone I had feelings for.

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When morning rolled around, I still hadn't gotten a second of sleep. I had spent the past five hours sitting on the edge of the bed with my leg bouncing uncontrollably. I hadn't thought about anything but what Lloyd had told me. It was currently seven a.m. He told me at two a.m.

The team was already outside, training. I clenched my teeth. I can't stay here forever. Sooner or later someone would burst in and tell me to get off my ass and train with Wu.

So I left the room, closing the door quietly behind me. I pinched my fingertips. Everything was going to be okay. Everything was going to be okay. Fine. Everything was gonna be fine. I reached to open the door, swinging it towards me. Everything was gonna be fi-

"Lloyd?"

Lloyd stood at the door, his hand in a fist as if he was about to knock. He pulled his hand back and scratched the nape of his neck. "Hey Y/n."

I grit my teeth together, looking past him and shoving him out of the way. I made my way across the bounty. My assumptions were wrong. The rest of the Ninja weren't up. It was only Lloyd that I could sense was here. Were the others...gone?

"The others are...gone. Uh, they went-"

I shook my head, looking back at Lloyd. "So I'm stuck with you?"

He sighed. "I know you probably hate me, and if I could go back and fix it then I would but I can't. Hate me if you want to. But I just want you to know that I am truly sorry for what I did. God, I...I'm so sorry Y/n." He took three steps toward me. They were long, elegant strides, and soon those three steps turned into four, then five, six, seven, eight, nine-

He was so close now. One more step and we'd be touching. I was scared and confused. I didn't know where to look, what to do, whether to turn away or look into his eyes. I couldn't do anything.

I willed my breathing to become steady, less shaky, less erratic. I tried to make it seem like I wasn't blushing like I was falling for him. I hated him, I liked him, I didn't feel anything for him. I wasn't so sure about anything anymore.

We were quiet for a moment before, "Did you...remember them?" I spoke softly, my heels slightly rising off the ground so I could meet his gaze.

"If I'm being honest...no, but now I do, and I'm even more sorry than anyone in the world. I should have been there that night, I should have saved you and protected your family and you. Dammit, Y/n, I'm-"

I kissed him. Partially just because I felt like it, and because of the fact that I was waiting for this moment my entire life. When I couldn't explain what I felt for someone. I still didn't trust him or anything, I just really felt like...well, kissing him.

I was on my tippy-toes. He was that tall. I had closed my eyes and I was just enjoying the moment. I had no idea how long I had been kissing him, probably just ten seconds when I was about to pull away. When I was about to bring the space between us back, I felt a pair of strong hands grip my waist and pull me closer, as if we could never get close enough.

I was feeling everything all at once. My hands slid up his arms, allowing my arms to wrap around his neck. I let my leg pop upwards and just felt him run his hand up my back and into my hair.

I could get used to this. I could be miserable and still like, or even love someone like this. He could hate me, I could hate him, but it could be like this. I could forget about my past and my heritage. Forget about Chen and what he does, forget about how everything was wrong for so long.

Chen.

He had to ruin the moment. I didn't want to think about him. About anyone. I just wanted it to be me, Lloyd, a kiss and the only thing separating us would be the wind.

And that's what it was.

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