WAS IT WORTH IT ↛ ARTHUR MORGAN [EDITING]

Moving Camps

Me and Arthur walked over to Dutch's tent, he tried to talk to me but i just walked faster. Arthur explained everything that happened to Dutch. "Everyone pack up! Arthur, Charles and Y/N, go find us a new camp." Dutch yelled and everyone quickly packed up.

I walked over to Dutch to try to get out of going with Arthur. "Is it okay if I just stay back and help pack? I think they can handle it."

Dutch thought for a moment then nodded his head. "You can pack yours and Arthur's tent."

I can't believe he was making me pack for Arthur! I stomped over to my tent and started packing. Dutch interrupted me, "This time, don't leave us Y/N." I turned away from him and continued packing.

Everything was packed and now we were just waiting for Arthur and Charles to get back.

I hear hooves stomping on the ground, getting closer to camp. I put my hand on my holster and stop for a minute. This reminds me of something.. Then I remembered, I was having dejavú from the day I left the gang and Arthur got shot.

I wasn't thinking and I just jolted out of camp and ran as fast as I could. I stopped at a tree that was a little secluded.

I tried to catch my breath and took a sip of water. I take out a cigarette from my satchel and light it. I lay my head back on the tree and close my eyes, still smoking the cigarette. I was almost dozing off till I heard a horse coming closer to me, the horse stopped and somebody called out to me.

"Y/N!" It was Arthur. I was still smoking the cigarette as Arthur found me by the tree. "What the hell was that?"

I look up to the sky and light another cigarette. Arthur looks at me concerned. "Since when do you smoke?"

I looked at him with a careless look on my face. "Since I left the gang." I stood up and stomped on the cigarette and turned to face him. "What do you want? Wanna lecture me about how I shouldn't smoke?"

Arthur just stared at me, I couldn't tell what he was thinking so I just took out some rum and took a sip of it than put it back. "What the hell happened to you." Arthur took his hat off and scratched his head.

"I grew up." Arthur looked me in the eyes, his eyes were a dark blue.

"You can give up the tough act now." He said taking out a cigar.

I laughed at him. "No I think I'm good." Arthur takes my hand, I pulled my hand away and turned away from him.

"Y/N.." he trailed off. He jumped on his horse and reached his hand out to me. I turned away from him and walked back.

When I got back to camp everybody already left and it was only my horse left. "I'll take you there." Arthur's voice was hoarse.

I slightly nodded and we started riding to the new camp.

He stopped midway. "What can I do?" Arthur looked at me waiting for a response.

I looked him in the eye and said, "Give me space. I need to think about whether I'm even staying in camp let alone if.."

I turn away and begin riding. Arthur catches up to me. "If what." I look forward and say nothing to him. He rides in front of me, the rest of the trip was quiet.

We made it to camp and everyone was relieved to see me. John ran to me and put his arm around me, leading me to my tent.

"Here you go Miss L/N." I laugh at him and he walks off, I see Abigail giving me a dirty look but I just ignore it. She knows that me and John are just close as siblings but she still seems skeptical, I wouldn't blame her with Johns reputation.