Good Intentions

Ch40: A Sorry Gabriel

*Warning. Gabe & North Lovers- Grab some tissues. And maybe glass of wine. Yea. Wine. Decan lovers- shits about to go down. But it will be okay. I promise.

Everyone else... prepare thy self.

**unedited. I'm getting lazy. Will edit tomorrow.

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Gabriel POV

I was about to lose my god damn shit. Who the hell was this asshole and why was he here?

"Decan Casper. At your service." Smug little bastard.

"I know your fucking name jackass! Who are you and why are you here? Why did you just show up out of no where and start following Sang around?" I was fuming. I couldn't take it anymore. They were ALL. SO. INFURIATING.

"I guess it's Gabe's turn now." Nathan muttered under his breath.

"God Damn right it is my turn! Now answer my question!" Sang sighed, drawing my attention to her, but she wasn't doing anything. She relaxed back into her chair, and crossed her arms over her chest, watching Decan. Why was she watching fucking Decan!? I was the one losing it.

"Gabe this really isn't the time.."

"No. It's okay Sean. I've got nothing to hide." He smirked and Trouble grunted.

"Dec be nice, please." He threw her a doting smile, as if to say of course my dear. Like I would ever be anything but nice. She narrowed her eyes. "I mean it!" He just chucked at her and nodded.

"My name is Decan Casper. No, Casper is not my real last name. No, I cannot tell you my real last name. Yes, Casper is a play on the fact that I am a ghost dog. Yes, you heard that correctly, I am the ghostdog you have all heard about. For those of you who don't know, I am also an Elder. Yes, I said Elder. I am here because I am a close personal friend of Lily Anderson and Phil Roberts, and the only person that can actually train Sang. Yes, I was brought here by Lily specifically to work with and train Sang. Yes, Sang knows she is a ghost now and that you all knew. There, that should get us going."

I just stared at him. I felt my mouth drop open the minute he said ghost, and knew that I hadn't closed it. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I didn't even know where to start. Holy shit. I was going to be sick. This was it. We were fucking done.

"oh my god." Kota whispered under his breath, followed by indistinguishable muttering and shaking. Luke keened next to me, rocking slightly back and forth. Victor seemed completely unaffected, almost bored. Did he fucking know?

BOOM! And now there is a fist sized whole in the wall, courtesy of a...oh shit is Grumpy Bear crying?

"Decan! I said be nice!" Sang shouted as she shot up from the chair, fists clenched, ready to run over to North. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Decan lifted his hands up in surrender, no smug smirk or any trace of humor on his face. He actually looked a little regretful. "I'm sorry guys. I know that probably came off really bad, but I figured it was best to just get it all out. Ya know, like a band aid. One and done." He grimaced. "Sorry. But it was gonna come out one way or another." He shrugged and ran his hair through his hair.

Trouble was shaking her head at him, glaring angrily as she reached North. She put both her hands and his back and started rubbing softly. "Hey North Star. It's okay. Breathe for me North. It's okay."

She was comforting North. The girl who literally just had her entire world blown apart and found out we had all kept it from her was comforting North. The guy who just punch a whole in her wall. I was speechless. North spun around, dropped to his knees, wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head into her stomach.