All the Wrong Reasons - a Revolution Fanfiction
Authors Note: None of these characters are mine, I'm merely taking them for a test drive.
I feel like this is the kind of story that I haven't seen on this site as of yet, stay tuned folks!
"What's the deal with those two?" I heard mum asking Miles.
"Leave 'em be Rachel, the kids harmless." I looked to my left where Connor walked beside me, Connor Bennett the one and only son of ex-leader of the Monroe Militia; Sebastian Monroe.
"Are you listening to them?" He asked with his eyes on the ground in front of us.
"Of course I am, she's suspicious of everything. It's like I'm still a four year old, couldn't run anywhere without tripping and shredding the skin of my knee." It was crazy, we live in a world full of hate and violence and I'm not allowed to walk down the dirt path without causing suspicion.
"Alright, bring it in everyone!" Bass whistled to get everyone's attention, Miles and Rachel would argue it until the cows came home but Monroe was our best damn chance at surviving; he acts first, thinks later.
"We need to gather supplies, any volunteers?" A small handful of people that had followed us from Willoughby raised their hands, amongst them was my Grandpa Gene.
"Gene we need you to stick around to treat any of our wounded, precautionary measures."
"So I'm to sit here and wait for someone to get injured before I can help? You might have been in charge back with the Militia but I'm not one of your lackeys, boy." I could almost see the vein in Monroe's forehead about ready to burst at my Grandpa's outburst.
Wait, why did I even notice that?
"Right, fine you want to help; be my guest. Take Miles and those four with you. Connor and I are heading back the way we came to collect as many of the weapons from the Patriots as we can, the rest of you need to stay here and stay quiet." Oh, that's cute.
"The hell you are," spat my slightly psychotic mother.
"Excuse me?" Even Monroe was bewildered by the words that came from her mouth, she was passive aggressive, not blunt like this.
"You got what you wanted, which was the only damn reason you were even with us to begin with; do you really expect us to let you waltz off into the sunset with the only reason that you would have to come back? Connor stays here, with us." There was a fire in my mother's eyes that had been gone for a long time.
"Right so you're expecting me to waltz into the Patriot's camp on my own with no one to cover me, to prevent me from running away with Connor?" Monroe's left eyebrow raised, the corners of his mouth lifting into a subtle smirk.
"That's not what she's saying, Connor stays with her; I go with you." I'd spoken before my brain had even managed to process the words, shit.
"Excuse me? That is not what I meant at all. You are not taking my only child into a Patriot camp." Right, hit him where it hurts mum. Go you.
"You lost the right to dictate what I do a long time ago," even before I had finished talking Miles' neutral facial expression turned into a deep set frown. "You want him to give you Connor with nothing in return? I'm going."
I left the group before anyone else put their ten cents into the conversation, back to my makeshift room that I had been discreetly sharing with Connor. It was only about ten minutes later that I was cornered with both Monroe and Bennett, in that very room.
"Charlotte what do you think you're doing?" I was rummaging through my duffle bag looking for the two knives in their sheaths that I'd stolen from the last Patriot we'd had a run in with. I ignored Monroe's question until he had advanced into the room, Connor hovering at his shoulder.
"Charlotte, what the hell was that back there?" This time he grabbed my shoulder spinning me round to face him, a hand on each of my shoulders; pinning me in place.
"Would you really rather be going off to a Patriot camp with the woman who blames you for the death of her son? She couldn't hate anyone more, chances are she'd knock you out and leave you for dead. Contrary to popular belief, I'm not an idiot; I know the games you're playing, both of you." I knew bringing up Danny's death was a soft spot for everyone, even Sebastian Monroe; what can I say, this world has taught me to play dirty.
"I will not put you in harm's way, Charlotte." I wasn't watching Monroe when he spoke; instead I had my eyes on Connor, he stood with his arms folded, eyes boring into the back of Monroe's head.
"You're not putting me in danger; I am not your responsibility. Connor, if you want to avoid being stuck in a one on one situation with my mother I suggest you go and find my uncle, tell him you've never had to work in a group and that you want to learn the ropes. Tell him you think he'd be a better teacher than Monroe."
"Excuse me?!" Monroe's hands tightened on my shoulders, his eyes might as well have been burning holes through my head.
"I'm doing you both a favour, if you don't make it convincing he'll see right through you. My uncle's not an idiot, he is however a sucker for a good kid. Go on, no doubt I'll still be standing in this same position when you finish talking to him."
Connor hesitated as if he was waiting for approval from Bass but he left soon after the gears in his head got working.
"What are you playing at Charlotte?" Monroe's eyes were scrutinising every inch of my face.
Without a second thought my foot raised off the floor, bringing my knee up to connect firmly with his groin. His grip released and he stumbled backwards a couple of steps, what looked like fighting the urge to collapse on the ground.
"How many times do I have to say, my name is Charlie." I snarled at him from where he had released me.
He had appeared to recover from my knee because he had taken a step forward, advancing on me again, just as he stepped forward again I stepped back, mirroring his footwork. The further he came into the room, the easier it would be to make it out of the room; or so I thought. I was wrong. I attempted to leg it over the corner of Connor's mattress, heading straight for the door until Sebastian Monroe side stepped, blocking my exit. Before I could step out of his reach, his left hand clasps around my right wrist, connecting with the raised skin where his mark was burnt into my skin.
"What the hell is this?" He pulls on my arm, yanking me in until his breath reaches my face, raising my wrist in his arm he pulls back the part of my jacket that covered half of the Militia mark.
"Like you even have to ask, would have thought you'd recognise it anywhere."
"Charlotte." He growled out between his teeth, the vein in his forehead had returned and his eyes were as cold as ice.
"It happened on one of your training ships, you know where you were raising child soldiers."
"But what were you doing there?" He snarled out, gripping for my left wrist too.
"Well I wasn't preaching my affection for the magnificent Sebastian Monroe, that's for sure. I'm not talking about it. Let me go."
"And if I don't?" In an instant the cold in his eyes had been replaced with cockiness.
"Who knows, maybe my knee would like to make friends with more of you. Let go." I pulled on my arm and but he wasn't releasing his hold.
I might not hate the man standing in front of me, but I sure as hell am not interested in holding hands with him all night. I needed to get out and clear my head if I was going to spend all night following him to any of the Patriot camps in the area. In a last ditch effort to get him to release his hold on me instead of pulling towards me, I pushed towards him; catching him off guard we both tumbled backwards crashing into the wooden floor. I felt my cheeks heat up almost instantly, I was straddling the chest of Sebastian Monroe. Look, it's not like I was a virgin or anything, but this kind of position with Monroe was not what I was looking for. I'd barely had a chance to register my thoughts, before the tables turned again and instead of straddling Monroe; I was being crushed by the weight of his body instead. As if things could get any worse.
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