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choicesfans · 7 years ago

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Aleister x MC fanfic part 8

Part 7 here.

Book: Endless Summer

Character: Aleister

Word count: 1287

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"Whaaaaaaat?" Raj eventually broke that awful silence as I was fighting back first tears.

"So it's you," Estela growled.

"Did not see that coming!" Craig shouted, to what Zahra replied, "I kinda did."

"You...You've been..." Grace began and I finished for her:

"You've been lying to us?"

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I...I never meant to hurt you," he said, reaching for me, but I pulled away.

Then why was my heart being shattered into pieces on the spot? That's how he never meant to hurt me?

"So wait...you're the boss man's son...and that's supposed to make us trust you?" Jake snapped at him, clearly furious. "What's the deal? Did he plant you here to spy on us? Is he listening right now?"

"No! For god's sake, I'm not a spy!" now Aleister was furious, glaring at Jake just like not so long ago when he asked me to join him and Sean in the speedboat...

"I dunno...I think he sounds sincere..." Sean said, his face thoughtful.

"That's what spies do! That's like, literally their basic job!" Jake practically screamed and suddenly everyone began arguing whether Aleister could be a spy or not. I had to put the stop to that. Lied to us or not, he was...he was still important to me and I couldn't bear just standing there doing nothing.

"Stop it! I believe him!" I shouted over all the voices.

Everyone froze for a moment, gaping at me. Aleister was the one to break that stunned silence, his jaw dropped.

"You...You do?" he stuttered.

Jake turned to me, disappointment and utter shock on his face.

"...Really?"

There were another three seconds of mortified silence, then Michelle charged at me.

"You're working with him, Y/N?!"

"No! I'm not working with Aleister, because he isn't working on anything! Or for anyone! Especially Rourke!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"So why are you defending him?" Craig growled.

"Because I..." I quickly glanced at Aleister, feeling myself blush, then looked back at the others. "Because I trust him, that's why!" I said loudly - and this was partly the real reason.

The other was that I still freaking loved him.

As Aleister was busy staring at me as though I came from another planet, Grace spoke.

"But...If you're not a spy...What are you doing here? Why did you lie your way onto the trip?"

Aleister let out a long sigh and turned to the railing, gazing out over the island.

He began to tell them everything about his father, how that man considered himself a genius while neglecting his own son...How Aleister wanted to gain his respect, his approval...More or less what he told me some nights before. And then he said he came to the island to confront him, to tell his father how he really felt and sever himself from the family...Then he confessed that his father is most probably dead...

My heart was being torn apart because of his betrayal and because of his words. I can't imagine how he felt, but then again I didn't feel that great, either.

But then all those sad words changed into fury as Aleister shouted at everyone, saying he isn't begging for our sympathy and I was feeling worse and worse...

And he said those words I'll never forget:

"I don't want sympathy! I want validation! I want my father!"

A single tear rolled down my cheek as Jake shouted at him again. And then Estela picked everyone's attention:

"Not to interrupt the therapy session...But is anyone else seeing that?"

She pointed at the jungle behind Aleister and me. There was smoke and we knew it meant the Watchers were coming. People started to scatter to prepare themselves, what soon left only me and Aleister on the roof.

I sighed and turned to him, having wiped my tears.

"I know what you're going to say. You don't want my pity," I said quietly, then let out a sigh. "I guess I should leave you alone," I added sadly and began walking towards the exit.

"Y/N...Stay here," he called after me. "Please, I..."

But I didn't look back as I slammed the door behind me, new tears gathering in my eyes.

I had very mixed feelings. I understood why he did what he did, i understood he didn't trust us at the beginning...But, on the other hand, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. I felt like he could trust me, I wanted him to trust me and...Let's say this trust was broken.

And it was probably better for him to be alone for a moment, anyways...

I went to the dining room where everyone else was and sighed as I plopped down next to Grace, still wiping my eyes.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" she asked me.

"Definitely not," I said in response, dabbing at my eyes with my shirt.

"Me either," she said quietly and I looked over at her.

God, she liked him, too. Everyone knew that.

"You like him, Grace, don't you?" I asked her in a shaky voice, turning to look at her.

She looked shocked and, after moment of hesitation, spoke:

"...I do. And I may never have the chance to tell him."

Maybe at least I could save her from disappointment? I sniffed and composed myself a little.

"Grace, I don't know if it's better if I tell you or him...but I think this feelinf isn't mutual. At least...judging from what he did."

"Oh," Grace's face fell and she looked down at her lap, playing with the hem of her sweater. "Can I...Can I ask what he did? You mean the betrayal?" she asked, her voice breaking.

"No, I mean, he..." I trailed off, sudden realisation washing over me.

It didn't mean he loved me. Maybe...Oh God. I had the darkest thoughts possible. Maybe he kissed me because he was caught up in the moment? Maybe he has never been kissed and figured it was his last chance? Maybe - because of his father - he just wanted to feel loved? At least once in his life?

What have I done? I shouldn't have left him. He must feel devastated. He needed support, I needed answers. And I had to talk to him. Immediately.

I stood up quickly, making Grace jump.

"I'm sorry, Grace, I have to go and do something important," I told her and literally ran out of the room, straight to the lobby, where Diego stopped me.

"Hey! Hey! Where are you running to, Usain Bolt?" he asked me, chuckling.

"What are you doing? Taking a leaf out of Jake's book with those nicknames?" I stopped and raised an eyebrow at him as he grinned.

"I just hope you're doing what I think you're doing."

"That'd be?"

"Isn't now the best moment to tell, whoever you like, what you really feel? We can die soon, so what is there to lose? And maybe tell me who it is?" he nudged me with his elbow.

I looked at him in disbelief, then sighed.

"Okay. It's Aleister," I muttered, but he understood and looked bewildered.

"Aleister? Oh, I mean..."

"You think I'm crazy," I cut him off.

"No! No! Okay, I mean, yes, but I will support you no matter what, Y/N. So now go!"

I smiled at Diego, thinking that I didn't deserve such a good friend.

"Thank you so much, Diego. For your support and everything."

"That's what sidekicks are for, aren't they?" he grinned again as I shook my head at him, then ran towards the stairs, hoping to reach Aleister before it was too late.

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