Ββ α΄Ι΄α΄α΄Ιͺα΄κ± α΄ κ± Κα΄α΄ α΄Κκ±β (18+)
Warning: Hurt and Angst. Also weapon.
Request from @liartogirls (So so sorryβ¦itβs been a year. Had it in my drafts for too long)β¦
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You never expect a time where you didnβt fought with an enemy of yours, known as Abby Anderson. She was one of the most brutal WLF base soldier youβve met. It happen during Santa Barbara, when you came across somewhere in a abandoned warehouse. Abby was doing her own thing, until you show up behind. You pull up your gun, pointing straight at her. βDonβt you dare move,β you said, squinting your eyes. βYour not getting away from this.β Before you even thought about pulling the trigger, Abby spoke. βOf course it would be you.β She slowly look behind, seeing you. βThatβs right. Remember me? I havenβt seen your face in awhile.β βHow could I forget?β Abby chuckles, lifting up her hands to surrender. βNow get on your knees. I finally got you.β You said with a grin on your face. βThis time, I wonβt have to see you ever again.β You snicker, getting ready to end it all. Abbyβs eyes wide open as you pulled the trigger.
It landed somewhere in the warehouse. Something wasnβt right, as you felt a feeling of discomfort. This wasnβt you. Not the one you thought of yourself becoming. A bad guy. You drop the gun and fall onto your knees. βYou donβt understand the moment I never wanted to see you again, after all weβve been through.β Abby shakes her head, not pulling up with your feelings. She looks up at you, narrowing her eyes. βI get itβ¦you hate me. Thatβs why you disappeared. Youβve always hated me. Weβve fought numerous timeβ. She says, getting up from the floor. You look down on the floor, feeling weak and tired from all this chasos. Fighting with your enemy was like a waste of time. A single tear roll down your cheek. You swipe it off quickly, to prevent from crying like a child. βI donβtβ¦I donβt want to hurt you anymore. I donβt want this to keep on.β You couldnβt help yourself but sob. There was a silence moment.
Ever since you two fought, Abby never see you this vulnerable before. When she first cared about you, before this happened, you two were close friends. After Abbyβs father death, you came along to help her through. But with Owen, it was different. When he was around Abby, you avoid being around for a long period of time. You argued with Owen and then with her from time to time. You couldnβt take that chance of expressing your feelings to her. You kept it in for the right moment. βSo thatβs why you left? You were jealous?β Abby asks, placing her arms on her hips. You nod your head, trying to get the words out. βI was jealous, yesβ¦β you continued βBut then, I found out...β Another flashback came to your mind, when you headed to meet Abby somewhere at night. You were eager to finally had some alone time and eventually tell her the truth.
Once you was about to knock on the door from the boat, you heard mumbles and groans. You froze for a moment; not knowing why is this happening in a boat. Until you came to the window and peak, your heart sank. You spot Abby and Owen in the dock, (s3x scene- if u know what I mean). You immediately pack up your stuff, ran away without letting the others know and never return again. Abby flinch slightly at the memory she got herself into. βY/n, I didnβt mean to hurt you like that-β βI donβt want to hear it!!β You yelled towards her. You push her away from getting closer. βItβs over.β You said, grabbing your gun and backs away. βI wish I could go back to the moment when we first met. But no. Loving you was my worst regret.β
If this hurted you, then im sorry. Oh well, boo hoo. :(
(I'm trying getting back writing fanfics again OK).
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