Indonesia's pov
"WAS IT SO HARD TO FUCKING UNDERSTAND THIS? IT WAS THE GOD DAMN FIRST RULE TOKYO" Denver was shouting at Tokyo, for more than ten minutes now . We were upstairs in the lunch room.
"And what did you want me to do huh? To let him kill us, he appeared out of nowhere, and no one covered up for me" she said defending herself.
I was cleaning Rio's wound from the shot. My hands were shaking, i couldn't focus on what i was doing.
"Oh my God i am shaking" i said under my breath.
That was bad, so fucking bad. The bullet could hit him straight in his head, if he had moved a little, it was inches apart actually.
"Me and Indonesia were there to help you, but we weren't shooting straight to the cops. Don't try to be a fucking hero Tokyo,it's not the time to risk everything, so fucking grow up." Denver said to her, clearly feeling angry from her behavior.
"Hey, hey Indonesia relax, it's okay, it's okay" Rio said to me and he took my hands in his.
He noticed that my hands were shaking and he tried to me calm down. Or at least as much as he could though.
Berlin came inside with that famous proud look he always has on his face. It's like he wants us to make a mistake and i freaking don't know why.
He contacted with Professor, and informed him about what happened earlier.
The reason that all these happened was because Tokyo was fucking Rio, they were a couple and she did what she did to protect him.
That's what he told Professor.
He is smart though, but a dickhead sometimes.
I looked over at Rio, he had an anxious and a hurt expression on his face, because Tokyo denied everything about them. I can't blame him though. What can we say?
It's love ladies and gentleman. A feeling that you will do everything to defend it. And it hurts so bad, when you don't get love back.
"Excuse me, i have to leave for a second" i said and walked out of the room. It's the first freaking day and i already feel pressured.
I went to the bathroom just to throw water on my face, in case it could made me fell better.
"Are you okay?" a voice said from behind me.
It was Denver, for God's sake , how could i not understand his voice?
"Well, a little better now" i said him and i wiped my face with a small towel.
"It was tensed i know, but you did great" he said to me trying to cheer me up.
"That was far far away from great, for all of us, it's clearly not for me, but don't worry i won't give up, i can handle this, or at least i believe that i can"
"I didn't say it only for that, i just want to make sure that you are okay."
"I really appreciate that and thank you, but don't complicate your emotions, and even mine please Denver just don't. We agreed on keeping this profesional." i said to him.
"Oh, and by asking you if you are okay i complicate everything? Jesus Indonesia what's wrong with you?."
"Yes you do, you fucking do, a few weeks ago, you were pushing me away, saying that we were a mistake, i was begging you to give me a second chance to make everything right, to be together again, you didn't let me. Then i said for the sake of our son let's keep it professional as a team, you agreed, and now you are here with your fucking blue sparkly eyes, telling me that you care about me , that you want to be sure if i'm okey. Is this a game to you?, don't play with me. If you have anything to say to me about everything, go ahead i'm here, but fucking mean it. Let me know what i am to you or, if i'm not anything , let's keep it only professional and don't talk to me about anything else, except about the plan of the heist and our son." I let it go, i couldn't hide it anymore.
He didn't say a word though. I had this feeling that this time, he would speak, he would say something , but no.
God i'm so stupid.
It's totally the worst thing to work with your partner, or ex-partner. Your personal stuff always end up with your work stuff. And it sucks.
"Every fucking time, i express to someone how much i love them and what they mean to me, something bad happens and i lose them" he said to me. His eyes started to get watery, but he held it.
He is in pain.
"Well i would prefer to know everything, like everything and got lost the exact straight second, rather than be here all the fucking time, knowing shit, and dying every time inside, because the person i truly love makes me feel like i don't exist." i said to him.
I didn't care how harsh it sound. It's the truth. It's what i am feeling right now.
"Oh and by the way you never lost me. I was there, right in front of you, but you weren't able to see me" i said and exited the bathroom.
It fucking hurts, it hurts to see someone everyday be a different person from what you used to know.
It's so annoying to try to get away from the past but you can't make it. He is changed now, and again i can't blame him, he lost his son. But i did to, although i'm still here.
All i see in his face is the Denver i met and grown up with. The amazing dad and husband and the purest soul and heart. I'll find him again, i don't give a damn about what he said.
We belong together.
