Chapter 4: Kicked out

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"Reading me . . . Stop it!" Bass demands.

"It's not my fault you're a bad liar."

He always hated that I could read him like an open book.

I guess some things haven't changed at all.

"Maybe you shouldn't stay after all; go find your family and join the rebels I don't care anymore."

"If you didn't care, you wouldn't have locked me up in the first place. You're just pissy because I'm getting inside your head, making your doubts, guilt and regrets finally surface. That's why you want me gone."

"Move," Bass orders but I ignore him completely.

"I said move and I'm not going to ask again," Bass's hands brace my shoulders and I know he will forcibly remove me if I don't give him a choice. He wasn't easy to get to open up before I left, but in the end I always got him to talk about what was bothering him; just not always in much detail.

"Are my family still alive?"

"For now . . . at least I think they are. My men didn't find their bodies amongst the rubble."

"Rubble?"

"I found out where they were hiding along with the rebels," Bass shrugs.

I shake my head in denial. Bass is lying. He has to be lying.

"How many did you kill?"

"They took out some of my outposts. This is how war is done."

"You didn't find their bodies?"

"No but I haven't given up hope," Bass's new sinister smile surfaces. I'm guessing it's his new trademark and something I don't think I'll be able to get used to.

"Stop it!" It's my turn. This new face he keeps putting on is a lie he uses to cope with his horrendous acts, and the guilt.

"Stop what?" Bass presses his body up against mine, "This is who I am now," he clutches my face between his hands, and I can see the tears he is forcing back; trying to keep them hidden from me.

"It doesn't have to be."

"You've already said you could never love a monster like me. How could you? I'm keeping you locked up like a prisoner."

"You don't think I know what you're doing do you?" I ask determined to keep a straight face.

"What crap are you talking now?"

"You act like what you're doing doesn't affect you, but I know you hate the person you've become and you miss the person you used to be. You're finally remembering the power I hold over you."

"No one holds any power over me," Bass's hands return to his sides; he is trying to push me again but I'm not going to let that happen. I can't stop now.

I don't speak but start unbuttoning his shirt, and this time I rush instead of taking my time. It only takes me a few seconds. Bass is still fighting me but he hasn't forced me to move from the door yet; that's a good sign.

His jacket hits the floor after I slide if off his shoulders and yank it past his arms. I've got Bass right where I want him. I can't hesitate, not even for a second, and I press my lips against his. This has to work, my plan will work. Barely a second passes before Bass stops resisting me, and the feelings and memories bombard me. As long as my family sticks with Miles; they're going to be okay. There's a reason Miles trained the soldiers; Miles won't let anything happen to them.

Bass's eagerly returns the kiss as his hands grip my face again, and I move onto his shirt. It's moments like these where it feels as if we never parted ways, as if nothing's changed and I feel one of his hands move under my shirt before his thumb traces over my skin. Bass's lips move down my jaw and reach my neck as my hands finish unbuttoning his shirt, and start to run up his bare chest.

Hold up. I feel the bandage and pull away.

"When were you shot?" I ask.

"The night I found out I have a son," Bass starts to button up his shirt, and it's like he literally just turned into the new cold version of himself instantaneously, "I'm not going to keep you here against your will. I want you to leave," Bass adds and I step away from the door watching Bass leave the room.

At least I won't have to fight my way out of here.

That's a bonus right?

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