The Ghost

65. Life's not fair, kid.

Galaxy's POV

Leave it to the headmaster to destroy everything. Of course she was his fucking grandaughter!

Keep it together G. You don't know how much she knew about the torture he put you through. She could have been trying to protect you. Deep breath in... Exhale out.

Ashley is dead no matter what she knew or did, she can't do anything about it anymore. It's time to let it all go.

I tune back into their conversation coming from the mics I have hidden in the safe house they chose. The girls probably know they're there, but want me to know they're on my side. Oh well after Ashley, I doubt I could ever trust anyone again. I mean seriously how many people have turned out insane after they met me. I refuse to let anyone get hurt for being close to me again.

"So G... and now... Fuck!" Mark starts to say, but Jasmine grunting shut him up.

Hmm how to deal with this? I could just murder him and his brother to draw out the headmaster... although then he'd be pissed off more. Or I could simply hand myself over to him. Ooh or I could envelope myself in darkness and stop caring for anyone.

A deep sigh from one of them interrupts my thoughts, "Look, I've been trying to kill the Ghost for 5 years now, but I haven't even come close." Pfft, you got that right Le Renard. "She may not be able to beat him alone, but if she has some backup she actually trusts then she could have a chance. She and I have been working together for months now and she's so much more broken than any of you realise."

I resent that you little bitch! I am not broken, I'm merely closed off and untrusting.

A voice laughs loudly at him, "If you honestly think that she's broken then she sure did a number on you. That woman is just trying to get over her own father trying to kill her, her best friend trying to kill her family with her father, and then having the man who killed her baby before it was even born threaten her and her family yet again. So no she isn't broken, more cautious for a good reason."

When the hell did Rosie find out about this! FUCK YOU MARK!

Goddammit. Now I have to go to them. None of them can actually try to help me. Guess I'm sending them off onto a wild goose chase. Fine.

Getting out of my car, I walk through the forestry around the house and enter the front door. All eyes turn to me, but mine are focusing on Mark. "Who the fuck said you could tell her!?!"

His eyes turn sheepish, "She hated you so much and I couldn't handle it anymore so I told her that."

"Did you honestly expect me to be happy about that? I want her to hate me. I need her to! Her rejecting me was keeping her safe!" I scream in his face, making him angry.

"Well did you want me to just let her become consumed in hatred for the rest of her life? She needs to learn to be happy and hating you will not help with that." He growls lowly.

"Yes, well now her life's in even more danger thanks to you." I growl back. Turning around I yell in anguish, "Fuck! All that work and now it's all useless. Damn it. The only way out of this is to turn myself in."

Suddenly Tyler yells out, "Damn it! Don't you fucking dare! He's not going to just kill you anymore. He's going to use you to recreate everything you destroyed. The mafias are already rebuilding themselves to try and regain their clients. Once they're powerful again the school will be next."

"If it'll protect my family I don't care how he uses me. I mean they are the only thing that could ever force my hand." Sighing deeply I make up my mind. "Jaz, Paris take them somewhere safe. Don't ever look for me again. Keep them protected and build a happy life for yourselves. John, you are the biggest idiot I've ever met, but you make him happy, so the next time you mess up they're gonna kill you. Tyler, call Jacques to set up a fake meeting with him so I can find your grandfather. Then you are free to go."

Turning from them to walk up the stairs, I hear Rosie's voice asking me to talk. I don't want to face her, but she deserves an explanation. So nodding, I follow her to an office and steal myself for whatever bombardment of emotions she's going to throw at me.

Once the door is safely closed, I finally look into her eyes. Torment swirls in her eyes, "How much torture have you gone through for all of us? How much are you about to put yourself for us... for me?"

"That's none of your concern." I reply bitterly.

"G what's it going to take to make you see that I care. We all fucking care. It's not your damn job to protect us. It's your job to love us and to just be here with us, so we can love you too." She demands. Strength seems to come off of her in waves, but I refuse to back down.

Groaning, I slam my fist into the wall. "You don't get it. You never will. During my first 2 years at the school all of these older girls tried to protect me by taking my beatings and sneaking things to me when they could, but none of them could see that when I watched them struggling under torture that I knew I could handle it hurt me so much more. I knew that if I ever saw someone else in trouble I could handle the torture better, so I took it."

Rosie punches me in the stomach, but I don't feel much other than a slight pressure. "Just because you can handle it better doesn't fucking mean that you should have to. Get this through your thick skull, let him come after us. We can't... No, I can't let you do this. Not for me. Not again. So unless you agree to let us help... I am not letting you leave this room."

That makes me burst out laughing. "First, I've done my fair share of the torturing so don't think that I do this for just anyone. Second, if you honestly think that you can stop me then you are sorely mistaken."

"She won't be the only one stopping you." Mark says as he steps into the room with the others right behind him.

"You all are being ridiculous. The only reason I'm even here is because you have to go into hiding, especially once I manage to kill him. The power vacuum will be too big for me to have any obvious weaknesses." I groan out, while lying through my teeth. There is no fucking way I could kill him. John should never have been allowed to convince me to save this bitch. He's to fucking strong to exist on this earth.

Shaking his head sadly, Jace steps forward. "Sis? Are you really going to die?"

Fucking cheap move. "Of course not! I'm going to stop him and then I have work to do."

"So will I ever see you again?" He whimpers.

They've trained him well I see. "Of course buddy, but I don't want anyone else hurt because of my mistakes so I need you guys to leave so I can take care of it."

"But G! Who's going to help if you get hurt?"

Fucking Hell! "I'm not going to get hurt." I try to convince him.

"But what if you do?"

"I won't"

"BUT"

"Look, I promise if I get hurt I will get someone to help me ok?"

"No. They are going with you."

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"Yes, that's the end of this discussion." Jace decidedly tries to end the conversation.

"Oh hell no, Jace you have no say in this. I am going alone."

"So I don't get a say in whether my sister lives or not? How is that fair?"

"Life's not fair, kid."

"If you were just going to get yourself killed, why did you have to come home at all? You should have just stayed away! I never would have known and then I wouldn't be losing my sister." he cries out.

This makes me freeze. He's right. If I had never come home then maybe all of this could have been avoided. "You're right. I should never have met you. Then you would be safe. Then you all would be safe. I'm sorry."

They all stare at me in shock, so I take the opportunity to push through them and go up the stairs to the weapons room.