Intentions | Jason McCann |

Chapter 30 - Family Fall Outs

| Savanna |

I could feel my mind waking up but my body was a little slow in following, I was mostly able to hear everything around me, just not move as quickly. I felt groggy so whatever I could hear, almost felt like I was in a bubble and I was trying to listen to muffled words from outside the bubble.

"We cannot live like this Aldo. She got away and you expect our daughter to just, deal with it?!" My mom spoke, I could hear frustration and anger in her voice as she spoke to my dad. "No! You are forgetting what we have built here Isla, what our family is proud of." My dad replied, frustration too in his voice.

"And what's that? Being able to turn a blind eye to getting revenge on anybody who crosses you? Using our ancestors as an excuse for this behaviour?" I had never heard my parents speak like this, I had never heard my mom speak like to to my dad.

My dad fell silent and I took this as my cue to really wake up, to let them know that I was awake. I felt weird just laying here whilst listening to them argue back and forth, I wasn't getting answers, I was just hearing information that didn't add up. My mother was mad at my father for being born in to mafia? When she herself was born in to this life? And who had gotten away? I never once believed my mom had something against the way my father worked, the way he made decisions, it always seemed like it was a team effort, not my dad on his own, but now it sounded like my mom was against my dads decisions, as they were only his decisions.

I slowly opened my eyes, shifting as I sat up slightly. I looked over at my parents who instantly turned their attention to me, rushing over, "You're awake! No, don't move, you're not well mija" My mom quickly said as she stopped me from sitting up.

I shook my head, wincing as I allowed myself to sit up fully, "I'm okay..." I trailed off, moving the covers from my body to take a look at my now stitched wound. I was now wearing a t shirt and pyjama shorts, I guessed my mom redressed me and I was definitely grateful because I felt disgusting in the bloody clothes I had been wearing.

"It's looking good, Dr T said you responded well to your medication, do you feel any pain?" My dad asked as he stood next to my bed whilst my mom sat the edge of it, holding my hand in hers.

"Not really, I just feel groggy" I replied, my throat feeling extra dry.

"You guys were arguing, weren't you?" I asked, looking up at my dad before looking at my mom. They both briefly looked at one another as my mom cleared her throat, "No honey, none of us should be arguing right now, we just got you back." She explained, giving me a reassuring smile as I slowly nodded.

I looked up at my dad who smiled down at me, pushing my hair back behind my shoulders, out of my face. "Will you tell me what we are supposed to do next? The last time something happened, you sent me away for weeks," I paused, pushing away the sheets off of my body as I felt a wave of heat. I felt angry, maybe it was because my parents were acting awkward and treating me like a child, forgetting that I had been through this, I was no longer a child.

"You aren't going anywhere, not this time. I can keep you safe because there is nothing you need to run from anymore, I promise you that" He explained, nodding his own head in agreement, as if that was all I needed, a promise. I sighed, looking away knowing I was done with the conversation, my head ached and so did my body now that I was fully awake, I didn't need to argue with my parents right now as they were right, we couldn't be arguing when we finally were together again.

"But there are some girls that are eager to see you, who you won't need to run from, obviously" My mom grinned, looking back at the girl, "Girls!" She exclaimed as the doors opened, Spencer, Nancy and Zara emerging from the doorway and almost running in to the room with excitement.

I smiled widely at them, "Savy!" They each exclaimed as my mom stepped away and allowed them to literally hound me. It hurt, but their hugs and love made it all worth it.

"We will let you girls have your time, Im sure you have a lot to catch up on" Dad spoke before he and mom left my room, closing the door behind them.

Each of them looked at the door closing before instantly looking at me, "Kidnapped with Jason McCann? Dude! W T F!" Zara said, exaggerating her words massively making me laugh.

Only my friends would be able to turn such a traumatic experience in to a humorous memory.

"Bro, that looks nasty" Nance pointed out as she looked down at my thigh.

"Trust me, it looked worse" I told them as they made faces of disgust at the wound; none of them were able to hack gore, Zara literally passed out at the sight of blood so her covering up my wound with the bedsheet made a lot of sense.

"So what happened? Is that it? Jason's out for failing?" Spencer asked, raising her brows.

I sighed deeply, leaning my head against the headboard of my bed as I stared up at the ceiling. Jason, I had almost forgotten about him for a few minutes, shockingly.

"I have no idea I mean... I can't exactly ask my dad about him, I'm guessing he and Jason aren't on the best terms," I paused, looking at each of them again. "He didn't fail, though, I don't know why but he really really looked out for me..." I trailed off.

They looked at one another with looks of confusion before looking back at me again. "Wasn't that what he was supposed to do though?" Spenc continued.

I shook my head, "Was he supposed to kiss me? And protect me from male eyes and wondering hands?" I asked, instantly making them raise their brows at me in surprise.

"He what?" Each of them exclaimed in shock.

"I can't explain it to you guys, without you seeing it..." I trailed off, looking towards the ground. "Seeing what?" Zara asked making me look at her,

"The way he looked at me."