Hunter's P.O.V.

"I think it's time to tell her the truth" I said to Adrian.

He is surprised hearing my statement and started to analyze me. Adrian knows best that he won't find anything in me as always. He would see only my blank face. A neutral expression I want to show him. He couldn't see my inner struggle to utter those words, my heart breaking at the fact that it's time.

"And do you think she could bear that?" he asked impassively. 

"Maybe or maybe not. Either ways, I'll be with her" I stated, "Since the shootout, she keeps demanding to know the truth. Why were they fired at us? What actually are we doing apart from racing?"

He nodded in understanding. I collapsed in the chair not able to control my emotions any longer.

"I know you'd be there for her. But the question is, will she let you?" 

That's the thing I dreaded for most. Will she let me do that for her? Will she give me a chance to explain? Can she understand why I hide the truth?

"I'll deal with it" I replied nonchalantly.

Adrian sighed, "Whatever happens, just remind that we'll there for you both. Always" 

He patted me and went out of the room leaving me with my unbreakable thoughts.

Closing my eyes, thinking about the ways to tell her for a last time, I rushed to her.

***

"So, now you have time for me?" she laughed sarcastically, "Thank god Hunter you wouldn't have time to talk to me for atleast 20 years."

I glared at her sarcastic comment.

"Daisy...."

"What? Did I said anything wrong? she's now appeared angry as she started shouting, "I have been following you and waited for you to have a talk from nearly 2 weeks and everytime I came to you, you'd give a shitty excuse and ran away from me like a COWARD."

She spat the last words making me flinch at her.

If it's any other person saying that, they would be 6 feet under by now. But with Daisy, I know I deserve it. I did ran away from her everytime she's near me.

I sighed, "Daisy, will you let me talk?"

She glared and crossed her arms with a humph nodding her head.

Stopping myself from laughing at her antics, not wanting to rile her up more, I began.

"I need to tell you everything."

Need. Not want. I don't ever want to tell her the whole truth in my whole fucking life. But I need to do this. It's her right. And this is the time to blow that shit up. That ugly truth.

"I'm listening" she motioned me to continue tapping her foot restlessly. 

"And I need you to calm down" I replied.

Daisy seemed to be confused at my comment but didn't say anything, just exhaled and nodded in approval.

"Do you remember the night Mom and Dad coming for your birthday?" I asked slowly.

Her back stiffened like a board. Why wouldn't she? It's the last day for them.

"It's not because of the brake fail they met with the accident."

Her face held a lot of shock and grief. Tears were already starting to form in her eyes.

Forgive me Daisy. For doing this to you.

"Then?" she breathed out scared to hear my answer.

"Someone intentionally hit their car and..... and killed them."

There it is. I said it. The dirty truth that will break her.

"What?!" she gasped out loud in shock stumbling a few steps back.

I nodded with a stoic face, "And they were the ones fired at us that day. Because they want to kill us too" I explained.

The room filled with the deadly silence. Normally I would have loved it so much if it's another time. But right now, I loathed this muteness. 

"You didn't tell me" Daisy whispered brokenly.

Taking a step forward, I tried to touch her but she leaned back like my touch would burn her.

"How long?" she asked quietly and emotionlessly. I know she's asking me from how long I've known the truth.

"Daisy-" 

"HOW LONG?" she screamed loudly.

I gritted out the answer, "10 years."

Daisy stiffened at my answer, she shut her eyes tightly to prevent tears from falling.

"Bunny-" I again tried to reach out for her but she jerked away from me with a hiss.

"DON'T YOU DARE TO CALL ME THAT"

She suddenly punched the mirror beside her making it shatter into pieces.

I immediately yelled in fear, "Daisy!! What the fuck did you do?"

Seeing the blood dripping out of her hand, I knew this would happen. She tends to punch whatever near her if she's angry or hurt. In this case, both.

"Why did you do that? Look, you're hurt"

"You hurt me more" she replied slowly.

Those four words are like a slap on my face. It hits directly to my heart.

"Please listen to me bunny. I did this only for you-" I cut off by her.

"FOR ME?!" she laughed bitterly.

"Wow!! For me you said, right? If it's for me, you should have told me this a long ago, Hunter."

"Daisy, please let me take care of your hand" I pleaded.

"Do you remember the promise we made to each other after their death?" she asked breaking my heart more.

I remembered it. Every word. We swore that there will be no place for secrets between us and even it's a silly one or serious thing, we must share it.

But I broke that promise.

"You not only broke that word, Hunter. You broke my heart. You broke our relation."

"No, no bunny. Don't talk like that. I don't want you to feel bad about it. I know you are blaming yourself for their death. I just don't wanna add this too. Please believe me. First let me take a look at your hand."

"Nooooo" she yelled aggressively, "Don't come near me. Don't you think it's my right to know about the reality of mom and dad? Or did you forgot that I'm also their daughter and your sister?"

Her tears are falling fluently while she's talking. The look she gave me is enough to see how much I hurt her.

"Bunny, you are bleeding. Please let me help you" I begged her.

"You betrayed me" she hiccuped in between, "I didn't expect that you, my own blood, my own brother would do this to me."

"I'm so sorry Daisy. Please forgive me" I pleaded.

She shook her head negatively, "I don't think I can ever forgive you for this."

"Don't be like that, bunny. Please try to understand me. I only want your happiness. That's why I hide it from you" I begged.

"STOP IT" she barked at me, "If you thought of my happiness, you would have told me the truth" she hissed and turned around to leave.

But she halted her step and glanced back with a wounded look.

"What hurts me more is not about our parents death, Hunter. You, hiding this from me, is more hurting than anything."

She shuttered a little at the end but quickly regain her composure. Gulping down her cries, she continued, "It feels like you stabbed in my back."

My world crumbled around me hearing her heartbroken words.

Forgive me, Daisy. For I let you down.

***

Daisy's P.O.V.

It feels like you stabbed in my back.....

And it's true. It does feel like it.

How could he do this?!

In my rush to get away from that room and from him, I didn't saw what's infront of me or maybe I should say who, as I collided with a body hardly.

A pair of strong arms hold me from running further.

"Hey hey! Why are you running? There's no race going on here!" Tyson chuckles but stopped abruptly seeing my tear stricken face.

Instantly, his face hardened and concerned too. 

"What happened?"

I just couldn't hold back anymore as I broke down in his arms. Shoving my face in his neck, I burst out crying my hearts out. Tyson just hugged me back in my miserable state without asking questions. I'm so glad for it.

My undamaged hand gripping his collar tightly afraid he'd let go of me whereas my bloodied hand stayed limp on the side.

Tyson rubbed my back soothingly as my whole body is shaking uncontrollably with my sobs.

"Shh..... I've got you" he said in a most comforting way that my cries are only gotten louder and his hand didn't stop soothing me.

After what it feels like hours, I stepped back from his warm and comfortable embrace and wiped the tears on my face.

Suddenly he grabbed my damaged hand and shouted.

"How the hell did this happen?"

Without hearing me out, he pulled me and began scurrying towards his room. Having no energy left in me, I walked behind him silently. As we reached, Tyson made me sit on the bed and sprinted to bathroom. He came with a first aid kit and kneeled infront of me.

He started to take out the glass shreds out of my hand. But it's not paining. The pain in my heart overcomes it. When I looked down to Tyson, his brow creased in concentration of what he's doing.

Did he know too?

Maybe everyone aware of the truth except me.....

"Do you know about my parents death?" I blurted.

Tyson's shocked expression told me all I want to know.

When I tried to snatch my hand back, his grip tightened on it before glaring at me.

"Don't move" he ordered.

I sighed and just sat there not having any chance as he completed bandaging my hand.

"Okay. Now tell me" he stated sitting beside me taking my hand in his.

"What?" I asked back.

Tyson gave a deadpan look as I sighed at him and water again starting to form in my eyes.

"How could he hide this from me?" I began, "That too for 10 YEARS."

His gaze softened a little before saying, "Everything he did is only for you, Flower."

"EXACTLY. FOR ME. For me, he had hide this for 10 years. For me, he's hurting inside alone for 10 years. For me, he had gone through such a torture for 10 years."

"You do know he won't share his feelings, right. How could he do this to himself? Does he think I'm incapable for sharing his pain?" I mumbled the last sentence mostly to myself.

When I glanced at him, Tyson had a small smile on his face.

"What the fuck  is funny in this?" I shouted at him.

He shook his head chuckling lightly, "Here I thought, you are angry at him."

"Ofcourse. I'm pissed at him. There's no denial in that" I defended myself.

He leaned and kissed the side of my head stating the obvious, "You are more worried about him, Flower." 

I frowned and faced away from him but he gripped my chin with his fingers and turned my face towards him.

"Forgive him, Daisy. I bet he's beating himself right now."

No. I can't. Atleast not now.

"I-I can't" I replied closing my eyes, " I just need some time."

He hugged me sideways assuring me, "Your wish. But think from his point of view too. If you are in his place, I know you would've done the same."

Yes. I would do the same even it hurts me. But I couldn't bear the thought that Hunter is hurting himself from 10 years by burying this inside of him without anyone beside to ease his pain.

Nodding at Tyson, I laid my head on his shoulder wanting his warmth more. Just as I expected, his hand wrapped round me squeezed making me sigh relaxed as I bury more myself into him. 

The last thought invaded my mind fully before falling into deep unconsciousness is

Why did you endured such a heartache for me, Hunter?