Forty-Three

                                    

                                          
JOHNNY POV
It's been a long drive and after a couple hours, your mind starts to wander. I have my son sleeping in the front seat and my ex in the back. Thinking about what happened between me and beautiful Y/N. 
I hated her for cheating. Well, not cheating. But making me feel like I had to fight for her attention when she was all over Reggie. She might as well have been cheating. His steamy mouth was on hers after she flirted with him. Fuck Reggie. What if she fucked Reggie?! No, she would never. I can feel my hand tense on the steering wheel at the thought of her loving someone else. Now that we broke up, I don't expect her to stay hooked on me. 
My strategy was to be a bitch toward her because babes like bad boys. Right? If I was an asshole, she'd fall in love with me again. Right? If I was the hottest babe, treating her like garbage, the beautiful girl behind me would be mine again. Right? 
"Johnny?" a raspy yet soothing voice was heard from the back seat. My muscles finally relaxed at the voice.
"Yea bab— Y/N?" 
"Are we almost there?" She leaned toward the front seat where I sat. Her hair tickled on my neck, and it reminded me of the first time spent with her. Cuddling in my bed. As bad as it sounds to others,
to me, it makes me hard. 
"No, sit back down and go back to sleep. It's still late." 
Alright, yes, I still care about her. But I am a bad boy, and bitches love bad boys. Right?
TORY POV
 I storm up to the prison.
"Name of inmate?" The crust guard asks.
"Kreese. John Kreese."
She pulls him up on her computer, "He doesn't have any visitors listed. ID?"
I grab into my back pocket, "Tory Nichols, his granddaughter."
She looks at it for a minute or two and scoffs, "I'll add you. Go to the visiting area."
I turn and follow the signs to where Kreese would be any minute now. As I walk in, here this son of a bitch is. I couldn't help but yell at him for his unfairness, his selfishness.
"How dare you! You are evil!" I shout. "I didn't— OW!" The guards run up to me and held me down. 
Sensei Kreese just sits there and looks from his chair, "Let her go, she's only a child, an obviously angry child."
They loosen their hold on me and I sit across from my old sensei. "Why would you do that? Why would you do that to Y/N and everyone she's with."
He huffs, "I love her. All I did was kiss her."
What? Kiss Y/N? "Excuse me? You did what, Sensei?"
He goes pale, "W-what are you talking about?"
Did everyone know this besides me? Who knew that Sensei did that? Holy shit. Fucking Pedophile! "I'm talking about paying the ref so I win! I overheard Sensei Silver talking about it and paying up. You disgusting pervert. How dare you! And besides that, why I came here, you cheated? You're a terrible Sensei."
Kreese shifted in his seat and began to talk. "What are you talking about?! Cheated?"
This asshole, "Don't play dumb with me. You cheated and made me win the All Valley. I should've been flagged or even disqualified!"
He just stares at me. "Yeah. You should have been flagged or even disqualified. This was all SIlver. I knew nothing of it."
What a lying, pervy, wrinkledick. Without another word, I storm out of this hellhole and unlock my car.
I just start sobbing. The one person who I thought I could rightfully confront and still be safe after doing so is completely innocent. Well not completely.
Robby answers his phone.
"Sensei Kreese tried to get freaky with Y/N!"
ROBBY POV
"Um-"
"Damn right." Y/N is behind me and as I turn around, she seems to start to regret talking about it.
"Yeah, he did," I lowered my voice to Tory, "I gotta go." I hung up.
She is on the curb at the rest stop that Johnny is taking a shit in as we speak. "Too soon?" I ask.
She laughs and the smile deters the track of her tears, "Apparently. Too fresh of a wound to just open up I guess."
I brush the hair out of her beautiful face. "A face I missed so much to look at these past weeks."
She laughed a little but.
"Shit. Did I say that out loud?"
She smirked and just stared at me with calm eyes.
After nothing different from what I'd hoped came out of her mouth, a sigh of relief escaped. That was something I held in for a while now. 
"You shouldn't have to see me like this," she said. 
"I wish I was the only person to see you like this. Beautiful as ever."
My hand cupped her jaw and lifted it for her to meet my lips. Right when we were about to kiss, my dad interrupted. 
"Let's go fuckies."