"What are you talking about?" Punk asked, looking across at his father who placed his hands in his trouser pockets.

"I killed her parents." Jack repeated, "It was a job gone wrong. I… I got the wrong guy. I was initially going to kill her father, but her mother was there too and… well I'm not as kind as you, when people see me kill, I kill them too." Jack said.

"You… killed her parents?" Punk shook his head, "You… you got the wrong people? What does that even mean?" Punk said, not believing what he was hearing.

"It's pretty self explanatory, Phil. I thought they were the people I had to track down, but it wasn't. You were just a kid at the time, maybe eleven, or twelve. Elise was just a toddler." Jack said, "I was working more after your mom died, and sometimes I just… got carried away." He shrugged.

"You're scum." Punk spat. The hidden respect he used to have for his father was slowly disappearing the closer he got to AJ. How could he have killed her parents? How ironic was it that April had stumbled into this, when it was the origin of her parents death.

"It's a mistake. Could have happened to anyone." Jack shrugged.

"They were innocent." Punk said.

"So were all the people you've killed, Phil. Don't act like a saint here." He said as Punk just shook his head, "I'd like to see April stick around you when she finds out it was me who killed her parents." Jack said, "Maybe it'll get her head out of her ass and make her realise she doesn't want to be getting involved with men like me and you." He said.

"I'm nothing like you." Punk grunted.

"Oh, but you are." Jack twisted a smile, "You're more alike to me, now more than ever." He said.

Punk couldn't believe this. He couldn't believe his father had killed April's parents. It was cruel, and for the first time in his life, he was disgusted to be a part of such a circuit. How would he explain this to AJ? She was already gone. He had no chance now. Why would she stick by him?

"You love this. Don't you?" Punk laughed lightly, "You love seeing me miserable. It's why you don't want me near her." Punk said.

"I don't love this, Phil." Jack shook his head, "I just want my son by my side. I don't want that girl getting into your head. She's too-"

"Too what?" Punk raised his eyebrows, "Beautiful? Smart? Funny? Amazing? What? Are you jealous or something?"

"She won't know how to deal with you. You really think she's going to stick by you? She's too nice to handle what we do. The only reason me and your mother worked out, was because, your mom was street wise, she knew how to handle herself, she'd seen it all. This girl is way too fragile for you. I'm trying to help you here." Jack sighed.

"Have you been looking her up?" Punk asked as Jack nodded, "Unbelievable."

"Because I was looking out for you. This isn't because I don't want you to be happy. I just know it won't end well."

"You don't know what she wants. And you don't even know what I want." Punk shook his head, turning away to leave the club.

"Get back here, Phil. I'm not finished." Jack demanded as Punk continued to walk out.

"Yes you are."

Punk drove up to AJ's later that night, running through his mind what he was going to say to her. The one thing she asked him for in this weak relationship, was honesty and loyalty. He couldn't lie to her. She had to know that his father was the one at the hands of her parents death. It was pretty remarkable how he had managed to stumble across her, considering what had happened. He could only hope she would understand that, he wasn't any part of it, and he was just as disgusted with his father as she would be.

"Hey, I thought you were gonna text?" AJ asked, letting Punk in as he closed the front door over behind himself, following her into the living room as she took a seat on the couch.

"What?" She looked up at him as he stood still, "C'mon, Phil. At least let me watch the last few minutes of this programme." She smirked to him, figuring he was eager to go upstairs, but she watched him as he suddenly sat down beside her.

"I need to talk to you." He told her as she looked him in the eye, muting the tv and turning her body slightly to face him.

"What's wrong?" AJ asked him, seeing sadness in his eyes, seeing sorrow and shame.

"You- You said your parents died in a car accident?" He asked as she nodded slowly with confusion.

"Yeah. That's what I was told." AJ nodded as Punk ran his hands through his hair, "Why?" AJ asked.

They didn't." Punk shook his head, "My dad killed them." Punk said, watching AJ's eye widen, looking across at him and shaking her head.

"What?" She spoke through the lump in her throat, "What are you talking about?" She shook her head. It didn't make sense. Her parents were good people. They weren't troublemakers. They were happy and loving. They didn't have beef with anyone. Why on earth would they be butchered at the hands of his father?

"He got the wrong people." Punk said, "They shouldn't have been harmed. He made a mistake." He told her, "April, I'm so… so sorry." Emphasising on the so part. He really was sorry. He couldn't believe that her parents death was his own fathers doings. He felt partly guilty too, even though he was just a child like her at the time.

"How could he have..." AJ shook her head, "What did they ever do to him?" She asked him, her voice cracking as she looked in his eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. It was the first time he'd seen her cry, and it was truly heartbreaking for him. He wasted no time in wrapping his arm around her.

He was surprised that she curled into him. He thought she'd react terribly, in fact, he was certain she would have slapped him or threw him out of the house. But she was here, seeking comfort in him that he was so willingly giving her. It was the least he could do.

"I knew it wasn't a car accident. But… I didn't think they had been killed by someone else." She sighed, resting her head into his chest. Not once did she feel anger for him. His father… that was another story. She knew him, she knew he was just a child when it happened, just like her. She knew he was just as repulsed as she was, and shocked by the looks of things.

"My father just told me earlier. I wanted you to know. I… I didn't want to lie to you." He told her as she looked up at him.

"Thank you for telling me." She said. She did only ask him for two things, and one of them was honesty, and he was being completely honest with her. She had to appreciate that.

"I'm so sorry." He said, "I know that… what me and my dad, and the other guys at Invictus do is bad, but… I guess I can see it from someone's families perspective now." He admitted. He'd never really took into consideration that his victims families were left with such a gap in their lives at the hand of him. Just like AJ had been since the age of eight, "I'm sorry." He sighed, not knowing what else he could say.

"It's not your fault." She shook her head.

"I know, but I'm still sorry." He said, "I've never cared this much when seeing someone cry." He admitted, drying her tears as she smiled lightly. She appreciated his honesty and just him being here. She already had an idea that her parents weren't killed in a car accident like everyone told her, she was a child back then, she wouldn't have understood, but now it all made sense. She was horrified that it was Punks father that had killed them, and even worse that it wasn't even meant to happen, they were completely innocent.

"My dad thinks this will scare you enough to leave me." Punk admitted as she looked up at him, shaking her head.

"Your dad is an idiot. It's him I hate because of this, not you." She said. Why would his father think that by his repulsive actions, that she'd hate his son because of it? She knew that Punk done his job carefully, despite it being awful, he was professional about it, his father clearly wasn't.

"I hate him right now." Punk said, "I don't know what I'm going to do." He admitted just as the front door opened.

He didn't part from her, she still stayed curled into him as he turned his head to the living room door, watching his sister walk in with AJ's sweater in her hand that she had left earlier this morning, pausing as she seen her brother with his arms wrapped around her.

"What the hell is this?"

Will Punk and AJ tell Elise? What are they going to do about Jack? All coming soon. Stay tuned and please leave your REVIEWS.