I'll Always Come Back for You

Chapter 4

Tom's POV:
AH: "...because I know you wouldn't want anything else to happen to Y/N, would you?," he says, and I look up giving him a cold stare. But in that cold stare I see into his cold eyes that are as cold as his heart, and I knew he wasn't lying. On the other hand though, I knew how valuable Y/N is to him. "Start talking. What does she know Thomas?" He says as he starts to pace in front of me as his eyes occasionally look up to meet mine.
T: "Not enough."
AH: "And what does 'not enough' mean?" He stops and turns to face me now walking closer to me.
T: "Whatever not enough means to you Hunt."
AH: "What game are you trying to play here boy? Don't forget I knew you in your youth."
T: "No game here, but also don't forget you don't know me now."
AH: "And it seems you don't know Y/N, well Quinn as we call her, now," he smirks, and I clench my fists as well as my jaw. His eyes see my visible reaction which makes a laugh slip from his mouth. "But I do see you never lost that passion," he squints his eyes, "or anger. I guess some things never change," he says coming down to my level.
T: "What did you do to her that night you sick bas-" I start to say but his hand connects with my face leaving my face burning.
AH: "I'd watch my mouth if I were you boy, but you wanna know what happened that night? Huh?!" He yells as he rubs his hand that slapped me. "You know what I did," he said pacing in front of me. "I made her into the person she was destined to be before you," he says pointing at me, "ruined it," he says placing his hands on either side of the chair staring me dead in the eyes.

Flashback: (Hunt's POV)
"That night I'll never forget. You had just left and I ordered my men to go after you"
AH: "Go Get Him! And bring him back to me!" I yelled to my men as more people came.
"Y/N was still knocked out from when she fell to the ground when you left her. I needed her to be kept that way until we could bring her to the operating room. We sedated her just enough so she would not have been able to fight back. Though she was young, she was a fighter, but you knew that," I smirked at the lousy pathetic boy in front of me. On the way back as my men dragged her to the room she started waking up.
Y/N: "Whe-where are you-you taking me?" She said weakly as her eyes started to flutter open as her feet dragged along the floor as she tried to lift her head up, but was unable to. I walked closely behind them, Y/N not being able to see me as they were bringing her into the room.
AH: "It doesn't matter Y/N, you soon won't remember."
Y/N: "Huh? Where are you taking me," she cried and I could hear faint sniffles as she tried her best to squirm free. "Let me go!" She cried as my men placed her on the operating chair not being able to fight back.
AH: "Shh just relax. It'll be ok," I tried to soothe her as I petted the top of her head. "You won't have to worry about Tom or anything else any more. It'll be like this never happened and Tom never happened."
Y/N: "Please don't do this," her voice cracked as tears poured down her face. "He's all I have left. Don't take my memory of him away from me. Please," she begged as she shut her eyes.
AH: "Forget the boy Y/N. He left you. Abandoned you. Now you can have everything at the tip of your fingers Y/N, if you just forget," I said standing above her looking down at her.
Y/N: "No," she shook her head.
AH: "Don't you see he's been the one holding you back all this time?!" I said as I paced beside her. "Keeping you from you're full potential. Don't you want...the power?"
Y/N: "No," she says through gritted teeth. "I've never wanted that. That's always been you who lusts for power because that's all you've ever been able to get because you'll never find what I've found," she glares at me.
AH: "And what is that?" I chuckle.
Y/N: "Love." She says staring deep into my eyes. I stood there frozen. I didn't have a comeback to what she said. I walked over to the machine's control system.
AH: "Say goodbye to Y/N, Y/N, and say hello to Quinn Pearson."

End of Flashback (Back to Tom's POV)
T: "Why?" I glared up at him as my eyes became red and puffy, tears trying to break through.
AH: "None of this would've happened if the both of you would of just listen-" I spat in his face before he could finish. He stood up straight and wiped the spit off with the sleeve of his jacket as he held in his anger as I sat there with a look of anger and disgust on mine.
T: "You're a sick son of a bitch, you know that," I say sternly keeping eye contact as I lean in towards him.
AH: "And you're just a naive boy thinking you'll ever get the Y/N you knew back."