Convicted chapter 42

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Convicted chapter 42

POV-Bandit- I sat still, in front of my door, crying. Then, a knock at the door, for about 10th time.
“Bandit, honey please let me in,” my father’s voice begged. Same thing he’s been doing since I heard them talking (More of yelling).
I sniffled, figuring it was time to let my father in, after all it wasn’t his fault that Mikey was a….never mind. I opened the door, just a enough to peel my head through.
“Yes Father?” I asked, with a failing smile.
“Can we talk?”
“I suppose,” I let my father into my room.
I sat on the bed, after shutting the door, and he sat next to my. I cried up against his shoulder, he put his arm I around my shoulders. In an attempt to comfort me, it worked, but only a little. I’m not sure how long I cried, but my eyes were very sore, almost swollen shut, and out of tears. Finally, breaking the silence, my father said, “Bandit, honey, I love you. You know that right?”
I smiled; he was good at cheering me up, to good.
“Yes,” was all I could manage.
“Well, I know you loved Janelle, too, so soon as we fin-‘
“NO! We can’t go after her, dad you don’t understand!” Now, why did I say that for?
“Bandit, I know your upset, but please, try to understand. Janelle is family, and family always protects family.”
I froze. I said those same words to him when mom disappeared, and now he was blowing them right back into my face.
“Your right, but da-“
“No Bandit, don’t talk, just listen. I’m going after Janelle, and if the rest of the guys want to stay home like a bunch of cowards, that’s fine. I won’t lose Janelle like I lost the others.”
“The others?”
“Your mom, and I girl I knew in art school, don’t ask.”
Dad got up, leaving the room. The door softly clicked shut behind him, and my stomach felt sick. There were a few things bugging me. Only one stood out. My father has never acted like he just did, at least not to me anyway. One question kept coming to mind. What is going on?

POV-Gerard- I knew this was probably crazy, going after Janelle myself, but I had to. People have sacrificed enough already. Especially for me. I walked back into the living room, and they all looked at me like I was crazy. Not making any eye contacted, I quickly scurry to my room. I opened my closet and grabbed my Killjoy uniform. This was the first official time I actually wore it. It fit perfectly. Zekeal did a good job at pretending to be me. He just made one stupid mistake. He had me dating Lisa. Stupid whore (Pardon my French).
POV-Janelle- I sat in the hard seat of the train Demetria, Shadow, and I were taking to the BL/ind headquarters. Demetria was going on and on about the right decision that I made. But I wasn’t listening; I was playing and re-playing what had just taken place a few hours ago….
“I Must have a decision now, Janelle,” Demetria demanded.
“Trust me Janelle, it’s not that bad, and were best friends, remember?” Shadow coaxed.
“Alright! I Will Join You Demetria!” I shouted into the cold night air. What have I just done, I have agreed to work for BL/ind the guys will never find me. True, but they will also never forgive me either.
I snapped back to reality, hearing the sound of Shadow squalling in joy because we were partners in crime. She’s said that for, but I’d never thought she would mean it so literally. I chuckled as Shadow couldn’t help but jump up and down. She was as cute as a little preschooler. She was about 4’ 11’’ maybe 5foot, but that’s was pushing it a little. She was wearing her favorite Hunger Games t-shirt, ripped jeans, and converse, her long black hair fell in waves around her shoulders. She was purely adorable. I couldn’t help but smile. In a way, I suppose, she was like my little sister. After all she was only about a year younger than me.
POV-Shadow- joy filled me completely. Janelle was, and always will be, my older sister. She stood and walked over to Demetria, I guessed to talk about BL/ind, but that was okay. Janelle, who was so beautiful in her Dr. Pepper t-shirt, ripped shorts, converse, and jean jacket, it almost made me wish I was that pretty. No wonder Gerard’s falling for her. Guilt filled my gut almost instantaneously. Gerard…and, I swallowed hard, Janelle. Together. And because of me, they would never be.