~Chapter 26~

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"How is he?" Derek asked as I walk out of the room. I looked at him.

"Breathing," I said through gritted teeth. I took off my shirt and he handed me a new one.

"Why keep him alive?" He asked.

"Because I'm not done with him. He has information that I need." I said. He nodded.

"Freya called. Lola is awake. Last thing I knew she helping her in the tub." He said. I nodded. I grabbed my jacket and put it on and walked down to my room. Freya smiled as she walked out of the bathroom.

"I can take it from here," I said. She smiled.

"Don't take advantage of her." She said.

"Don't worry I wouldn't do that," I said. She walked out and I walked in the bathroom. Lola looked at me while covering her boobs."Relax I am just in here to see how you're doing." I said. She turned red.

"Fine. My hand kills." She said. Walked over to her. I sat down on the tiny foot stood and looked at her. "Did you kill him?" She asked. I looked at my hands.

"No," I said. I knew she didn't want me to but I wanted him to pay.

"Are you going to?" She asked. I searched my hands for answers.

"Lola he needs to-."

"I'm not going to tell you how to do your job." She said. I looked at her. "Thank you." She said.

"What for?" I asked.

"Caring about me." She said. I smiled. I reached my hand out to her cheek.

"You never have to thank me," I said. Rolling up my sleeves I grabbed a cloth and put soap on it. Then went over to her back and began washing it. She is perfect.

"Can I ask you a question?" She said.

"Yes," I said.

"Why don't you care about kids?" She said. I stopped.

"What?"

"It's just you agreed to give up 2 of yours which makes me think you hate them or don't care about them?" She said.

"My father had forced us to do things to prove we were a man. He abused us and used us. I promised to never do that to my child. I realized I can't be sure so I would never have a child." I said.

"Oh. You won't actually give two away from me?" She asked turning to me.

"Yes," I said.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because I told you I would protect you," I said.

"I rather you ask me before even making that agreement." She said. I stood up.

"Let me help you up," I said. She looked at me. "Don't worry I won't take advantage of you," I said. She nodded and I grabbed a towel. She held out her hand and I grabbed it. She went to pull herself up but I pulled her up. She fell against my chest. I had the towel so it was between us. I wrapped her up in it and picked her up. My hand rested under her legs and the other one was on her back. I brought her into my room and set her on the bed.

"I could get your bed wet." She said. I smirked.

"I really don't mind," I said. Her face went red.

"I'm getting cold." She said as I walked up to my closet. I pulled out my shirt that had ICP written on it. I throw it on the bed next to her. She picked it up with her good hand as her bad one held up the towel. "Thanks but I still need to get something else." She said. I looked at her confused. "I will be right back." She said. I chuckled knowing what she meant. Before she got up I walked in her room and looked on her bed to see an outfit no doubt Freya set out. I grabbed the pink laced fabric and walked back into my room. She scuffed. "I could have grabbed them." She said. I throw them on the bed and turned to her.

"I'm going to take a shower. I'll be out in a minute or two." I said walking in the bathroom. I closed the door and stripped down.

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