((OOC)):You wanna know why Fin broke up with Nathan? Here's your answer.
Fin's P.O.V.
Walking down those dark, familiar hallways wasn't a pleasant feeling. But I'd do it. Every other week I'd come back to Slade's old warehouse for not only a momentary cure to my 'problem,' but to train harder. Brennan, Chelsea and Jessica could push me further than Canary ever would. So here I was, once again, and I hoped that it would be a while before anyone else knew.
Crossing bởi Jessica's room, I heard voices. I was shocked that she wasn't waiting for me. She loved to watch me with a smirk, knowing that I needed her. Not like I wasn’t happy that I’d have to wait. But I decided to listen in on her conversation.
“Look, kiddo, bạn know we need her.” Jessica.
“I don’t care, she doesn’t deserve this! I’m with her, and I need to make it all up to her.” Who... who was that?
“Well, what happens when she realizes who bạn are, Ry?”
“Dammit Jessica!” A tường was punched. Who is ‘Ry?’
“You’re my brother. She’s someone I want dead. You’re dating her. That’s a problem.”
Dating me?
No...
I slid open the door and looked in. Jessica, turning to me, had an angry look that quickly turned to an amazingly evil smirk. I looked to ‘Ry...’
And found myself looking at Nathan Stone. No.
“Ryan Zucco?”
He winced. “Fin, I’m so sorry, I didn’t want bạn to--”
“That’s how bạn knew I was Kyra.”
He scuffed at the ground, and looked up to me with horribly beautiful green eyes. “I’m so, so sorry.”
A sudden realization hit me. “You helped.”
He tilted his head sideways, confused. “Helped...?”
I felt a tear slide down my face. “You helped kill them.”
He began to shake his head furiously. “Kyra, no! I didn’t want-- bạn know I would have--”
He came closer and I shoved him away, my temperature rising furiously. “You killed my parents, Ryan! Why should I even trust you?” I wiped away the salty tears that showed Jessica my pain and gave her so much pleasure. “I hate you!”
“Kyra!”
“It’s over, Ryan. It never even began.”
And with that I ran out of the building, not looking back to see my broken heart.
Not that it was vital to my survival.
Fin's P.O.V.
Walking down those dark, familiar hallways wasn't a pleasant feeling. But I'd do it. Every other week I'd come back to Slade's old warehouse for not only a momentary cure to my 'problem,' but to train harder. Brennan, Chelsea and Jessica could push me further than Canary ever would. So here I was, once again, and I hoped that it would be a while before anyone else knew.
Crossing bởi Jessica's room, I heard voices. I was shocked that she wasn't waiting for me. She loved to watch me with a smirk, knowing that I needed her. Not like I wasn’t happy that I’d have to wait. But I decided to listen in on her conversation.
“Look, kiddo, bạn know we need her.” Jessica.
“I don’t care, she doesn’t deserve this! I’m with her, and I need to make it all up to her.” Who... who was that?
“Well, what happens when she realizes who bạn are, Ry?”
“Dammit Jessica!” A tường was punched. Who is ‘Ry?’
“You’re my brother. She’s someone I want dead. You’re dating her. That’s a problem.”
Dating me?
No...
I slid open the door and looked in. Jessica, turning to me, had an angry look that quickly turned to an amazingly evil smirk. I looked to ‘Ry...’
And found myself looking at Nathan Stone. No.
“Ryan Zucco?”
He winced. “Fin, I’m so sorry, I didn’t want bạn to--”
“That’s how bạn knew I was Kyra.”
He scuffed at the ground, and looked up to me with horribly beautiful green eyes. “I’m so, so sorry.”
A sudden realization hit me. “You helped.”
He tilted his head sideways, confused. “Helped...?”
I felt a tear slide down my face. “You helped kill them.”
He began to shake his head furiously. “Kyra, no! I didn’t want-- bạn know I would have--”
He came closer and I shoved him away, my temperature rising furiously. “You killed my parents, Ryan! Why should I even trust you?” I wiped away the salty tears that showed Jessica my pain and gave her so much pleasure. “I hate you!”
“Kyra!”
“It’s over, Ryan. It never even began.”
And with that I ran out of the building, not looking back to see my broken heart.
Not that it was vital to my survival.
Harm
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"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high thông tin các nhân character." a voice đã đưa ý kiến beside him as cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he đã bình luận at her outfit.
"You think?" cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly asked.
"I think it fits bạn perfectly." Sam said.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench áo, áo khoác behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.
"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high thông tin các nhân character." a voice đã đưa ý kiến beside him as cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he đã bình luận at her outfit.
"You think?" cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly asked.
"I think it fits bạn perfectly." Sam said.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench áo, áo khoác behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.
this is her dad
