Chapter 6

As the dance goes on,Roy is winning. He is getting oliver on defensive stand. His back is now pressed hard against the concrete wall. Not for long though, oliver fights back with a small smirk on his face making Roy regret it. Roy can barely keep up as oliver speeds up the tempo with the accuracy of his his swings, he even hits roy on the leg. He stumbles unbalanced a result of the stinging pain.. An unfocused Roy frustratingly swings ruthlessly against his mentor. Oliver still dodges his swings making it look undoubtedly easy.

"What's the matter Roy".

He ignores him, still relying on the method of wildly swinging anywhere. Sweat slowly begins to drip from his brow.

"Why didn't you think you could trust me? You could have told me anything. Roy we're partners, guess I was wrong".

Roy hits back. Still no reply.

Oliver cuts him off with a swift fist to his ribs. He coughs when the air is forced out of his lungs. Trying to regain balance and focus he grabs on to Oliver's side pulling downward at his still healing stitches. He pushes him off immediately going back to fight mode.

Oliver continues to add insult to each injury as he had has on the ropes and then he takes a step further into dangerous territory.

"What I don't get is how you know her. Who is she Roy, Seemed like you moved on from Thea pretty fast she left a couple months ago? Was she even important to you?"

That was it, Roy stabbed hard and fast and directly hits Oliver on his nose. He instantly starts to bleed. the crimson quickly seeping onto his chest

Oliver ignores the pain rushing Roy up against the wall, a reversal from when the started. The stick pressed firmly against his chest, his palms pressing against the bamboo.

"I care about her okay!" He yells pushing oliver back. He shouts and points at Oliver. "Thea is everything to me. How dare you, you don't even know-" His voice falters, trembles even, as the tears start to stream down his bruised face. He slides down the concrete wall slowly. A sign of surrender. This fight was over.

Oliver was a bit confused, when had this conversation turn into something about his little sister. He mentioned her but only to get Roy to talk about the masked lady. He knew it was a soft spot for Roy yes, even for him at times to but she left over seven months ago. Even if he didn't trust Malcom he trusted Thea. He knew he needed to back off of Roy but he couldn't. He needed answers.

" Roy, You cared or do you still care. I don't care about you seeing other people but not if they are hurting innocent people Roy. Why all the running and hiding you could've told me."

"Because i wanted to protect you or at least your memory. Just until I figured things out."

Oliver sits down next to Roy. "From who or what memory?" he speaks calmer now happy, he made progress.

He stays quiet trying to hide the drying streaks of tears that came down.

"Come on Roy just you and Me, let me know what's going on so I can help you".

"It's not that simple." He takes a deep breathe and looks up, the lights reflect off of his still puffy eyes.

"Yes it is, you're making it complicated."

He waited for a second, trying to decide if he would tell him or not.

"Thea".

"What about her". For the last time what did she have to do w

"That's who attacked us on the rooftops that night."

There is an intense silence blanketing the room Oliver want's to hit something, instead his fingers at his side twitch.

He shakes his head quickly not wanting to hear another word of it.

"That wasn't her." Oliver said so surely.

" I know she's your sister but trust me I really think it is".

"You think or you know," he let out a breathe "and as far as trusting you on this I can't, you didnt give me that same courtesy ." Oliver stands and slides both hands on the back of his neck.

I Roy doesn't back down."I know call me crazy, but during the quake it was something she said to me. The other night she said it again".

"What was that?"

"She said (I guess i have wicked aim)."Right then and there i knew it was her".