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Kill Me

Trust

"Okay.."

He takes a deep breath.
"I had a contract... With Dean.." He begins.
"I knew about 'your assignment', about everything. I needed to let you fall for me.. Or I needed to try to see if you were strong enough..
"But... Somewhere along the way.. I got feelings for you.. Not just a crush.. I mean real feelings..."
"When?"
"What?"
"When did you get feelings for me?"
"After Aria was killed.. I knew when I heard about Aria.. The only think what I could think about was, What if he got you instead of her?. I had the feeling like I needed to protect you.."
I nod my head.
"I knew that if I would say to Dean that I would stop, he would take you away... So I didn't. I couldn't let them take you away from me. They probably thought that I was still faking it 'til today, but believe me, I'm not. When I said that loved you, I meant it. I still mean it when I say that I love you. Every second of the day."
He looks at me with hopeful eyes.
"I love you too." I smile.
He sighs in relief.

"C'mon, let me take care of you." I grab his hand and we walk upstairs.
He already lift up his with blood covered shirt and hands it to me.
I sigh and look at him.
"I'm sorry." I say.
"For what?"
"If I just didn't came to you in the first place, you wouldn't have this now.."
"But now I have you, and I would be dead if you didn't had that 'assignment'."
"Dead?"
"Yeah, you never would've helped me with my wounds if you didn't knew me the way you do now."
I nod my head and go with my hand over his scars.
"I think there very attractive." I smirk.
"What is it with you women and scars?!" He chuckles.
"Scars are proof of bravery and courage, Confidence... And stupidity."
"Stupidity?" He laughs.
"Yes, stupidity. It's stupid to risk your life for someone else."
"So, you say that you wouldn't risk your life for me?"
"I didn't say that I wasn't stupid." I smile.
I make him sit on the bed and begin to clean his wounds.
"You should take care of yourself first." He says while he looks at my arm.
"Nah, Dylan didn't cut deep and it's already dried up, so it can wait." I shrug.
"I want to take care of you."
"Do you even know how to clean a wound?"
"You can teach me."
I nod my head.
"Let me first finish you, then I'll teach you."

So, I clean him up and stitch the cut wounds.
"I'm sorry." I mumble.
"What now?"
"Those scars, some of them are because of me.. Some of them are from me.."
"You just said that scars stand for bravery!"
"I know." I sigh.
"Hey, I really don't mind. I don't even feel the pain when I'm with you."
I smile and lay my head on his shoulder.
"Let me take care of you for a change." He whispers.
I look up and sigh.
"What? Don't you trust me?" He tries to be offended.
"I do.. I just always do it myself.."
"Now I'm doing it."
I nod my head and hand him the alcohol. "Go ahead."
"How?"
"Just put a little on the cotton and dab it onto my wound."
He does what I tell him and begins to clean. I watch as he carefully dabs it onto my wound. It stings like hell, but I don't wince once.
"You see. Isn't that hard." I mumble.
"Am I hurting you?" He asks, not looking up.
"It stings, but that's the alcohol."
He nods his head and goes on.

He does it for about 15 minutes until he's satisfied with the result.
"You're done?" I ask.
He nods his head and smile.
I hand him the bandage and he looks at it.
I hold up my arm.
"Go ahead." I say.
He bandages it, what takes super long but okay, and looks at his result.
"How did I do?" He asks.
"For time, you get a zero. For accuracy, a 9. Overall, a 6."
"Why a zero?"
"Because it took you forever. If you're still in a battle you don't have forever to bandage something."

We hear the front door open and we walk downstairs. Luke, Michael and Ashton walk in.
"Hey guys." I smile.
"What happened?" Luke asks.
"Dean."
"Oh.. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, we're fine. I'm going to check up on Dylan."
I walk to the basement wit Calum following me.
"Hey baby, you're back." Dylan smirks when he sees me.
"Fuck off." I say while I walk to some guns.
"You know, it actually felt quite good to date you in secret, we should do it again some time.." He smirks.
"Never in a million years." I spat.
I see that Calum needs to hold himself back.
"And how you kissed me, felt so good."
I turn around and glare at him.
"Shut up." I spat.
He looks amused at Calum.
"Didn't he know?" He asks.
"Well, some secrets are coming out today." He adds.
"Shut your asshole right now." I spat.
I look at Calum and he looks hurt again. Not even angry, just hurt.
I walk to him and take his hand.

I walk with him to his room and close the door behind me.
"What the hell was that?!" He asks immediately.
"When he caught me.. When I was getting my paint? He kinda kissed me.."
"What?!!"
"I didn't kiss him back, but he did."
"Why are you telling me this now?"
"Because I was afraid of your reaction.."
"So you were protecting Dylan?"
"No! What?! Of course not! But if Dean gets mad.."
"Yeah, I fucking know okay?!"
"Calum, I'm so sorry.."
He sighs.
"Lana, I actually don't care if he kisses you or not. I'm hurt that you didn't tell me."
"I know.."
"Don't you trust me?"
"Of course I do.."
"You can tell me anything."
"I know.."
"Then why didn't you tell me?!"
"I'm sorry..."
"I just.. I can't believe... That you don't trust me enough.."
"I do.. I do trust you..."
"If you did, you would've told me."
"I just forgot.."
"That's not something you just forget."
Tears appear in my eyes. He wasn't going to believe me.
"Maybe it's better if I go for a walk for a second."
I turn around and walk away. He doesn't come after me. He doesn't call me. He just lets me walk away.

I walk to the forests and walk around, just enjoying the silence. I try to forget about everything for a second.
I sit down and imagine my life further with Calum. Like, in the future.
A normal house, a normal family.. A kid... Maybe..
We would give it everything that we didn't have. We would be happy, and would forget about our past.
I smile at the thought. That doesn't sound bad at all.
I hear something and stand up.
"Hello?" I ask.
I hear it again, like someone's walking.
"Hello?!"
It stops for a moment and I look around.

Suddenly I feel a piece cloth over my mouth. I try to scream, but it's too late.
I already breathe in.
Within a few seconds I black out...