Ch.53 ~ F*CKING TRAVIS!?!?

                                    

                                          
Song of the chapter:
★blood★
By 
★My Chemical Romance★
I can tell your probably so mad at me rn lmao
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'Recap'
'WHAT THE FUCK' was the only thought in my brain after sherry pressed a glowing blue button.
"BITCH WHAT THE FUCK!?!?"
"Awww, that's not a very nice word sweetie"
"FAGET DON'T CALL ME SWEETIE!"
"Your just riled up from the shock, you don't mean those words"
"I. MEAN. EVERY. FUCKING. WORD... YOU PEDO, FAGET" I said while violently tugging and pulling at the restraints around my throat wrists and ankles.
'End of recap'
"Awww c'mon sweetheart, the whole world thinks your dead, they won't know your an assassin and they certainly won't be believed by cops if they tell them they saw you"
"I DONT CARE!!! I JUST WANT TO DIE!"
"Hmm, come on sherry, we should give these two some alone time, maybe it'll help y/n calm down too" I watched as the boss and sherry walked off and when they left I did calm myself down and spoke without meeting Travis's eyes, just keeping mine fixated on the ground:
'Travis's pov'
"Let me guess, you're going to tell me to calm down and try to put some type of paralyzer into my system to keep me from doing anything violent, and then talk to me and tell me why I should stay and not continue to commit suicide to get away from him, that I should just stay and do what he says because it's better then just running, that if I don't and do end up committing suicide again I'll just be brought back, that you miss me and try to guilt trip me into staying. hmm aren't you? Go ahead, this is how it always goes... it's how this has gone every time I've tried to escape this never ending cycle, it's how it's gone every two years for the past seven thousand"
'SEVEN THOUSAND!?!?'
"I know your mad right now but I really do have to say, guilt tripping aside, I did really miss you, you meant a lot to me, and you were the best friend I had ever had... I'm sorry"
They slowly tilted their head up and I looked down this time:
"...for what?"
"Well, I guess I'm just sorry for making you waste your time on me and then I just go and commit suicide..."
"Travis, none of the time I had spent with you was wasted, it was all spent making memories. who, where, and how long those memories lasted isn't relevant, they where memories well made" I was startled by that but even more so when I felt arms wrapping around my torso.
"Wait... hold up just a second with the sappy stuff, how the fuck are you able to shimmy out of those after thrusting yourself against them and them not budging!?"
"It's a skill you learn after having to do it too often, acting and lock picking"
A smirk made its way onto my face.
"I think I like this side of you much better then the innocent one"
" *scoff* rude"
"Wait! I didn't mean it like tha-"
"Calm down, calm down, I was only messing with you"
I made a "phew" noise before y/n started dragging me off somewhere.
"Where-"
"sʜʜʜʜ!"
"Rɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ?" I whispered.
"ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ʜᴇʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴇ"
"ɪᴠᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ"
"ᴡᴇʟʟ ɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ"
"ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ, ɪʟʟ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ" and we were off.
We ran quietly through the building and came across a medical area, y/n quickly threw me into it and checked the halls before running in their self and going to a table with a scalpel in hand and starting to dig through their left wrist with it before pulling out what looked to be a small mother board then they started digging through it again and I heard a loud crack that made both me and them cringe but they quickly recovered and pulled out 2 smaller chips. 
(Technology chips not food)
They threw me a controlled tranquilizer shot and told me to put it in my left wrist before going back to their own and pulling out 3 more chips. They then took gauze and wrapped their wrist in it tightly but not tight enough to cut off circulation before turning to me and asking if I could feel anything in my wrist. I moved it a bit then replied with no. They told me to look away and that even with the tranquilizer it would sting a bit and gave me a towel to bite down on, it reminded me of when we were both kids that weren't fighting to survive some twisted assassination cultists. 
They did the same thing to my wrist and once again wrapped it in gauze tight but not too tight before grabbing my right wrist with their right hand and dragging me to an entrance. We ran out the entrance carefully to make sure we didn't alert the guards, which thankfully we didn't, we ran and ran and ran until we finally got to what was supposedly y/n's house.
they led me inside and told me I would be sleeping in the guest bedroom before showing me where it was and telling me to take a shower and tell them once I was dressed and out of the shower. I did what they said and walked to the guest bedroom, grabbing some clothes that somehow fit me almost perfectly and setting them on the bed before getting into the shower and, due to y/n's doctor advice, keeping the bandage on my broken wrist while showering. 
I got out, and dressed before going to y/n who was on the couch and they told me to sit down on the couch where they just where and got up to presumably get rubbing alcohol. When they came back they came back with rubbing alcohol, a paper towel and a hand towel once again for me to bite down on while they cleaned the wound.
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~y'all are bouta be so mad at me for the next chapters ending... 🥲~
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