No Such Happy Ending...Is There? - Chapter 2
((This chapter is a rewrite of the other one, a bit rewrite! So read it!))
After So Long, I have it up! FINALLY! Anyway, hope it makes sense...enjoy.
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Her P.O.V
"Jake, what's going on?" I asked, no more like demanded.
He looked at me and sighed. "I know you are in somewhat of a shocked state because your teacher just got-"
"Are you kidding? I'm in full shock and rage! I mean my teacher just died in the room, murdered by Tristan!" I growled. "So tell me again what is going on? I thought you guys were on our side!"
Jake looked at me and shook his head. "You have it wrong, let me explain to you our situation and don't ask any questions or interrupt me till the end, got that?" He asked before continuing on as if I had already answered it. "Tristan didn't shoot to kill, but it has to look like it was a fatal wound, which sort of was. Don't worry; your teacher didn't die, at least not yet." He said. "Anyway, the organization was pissed ever since you and Bryce got away, but they didn't really bother to do anything about that until now... Well now another organization, the more powerful one, wants to hunt you down and they both teamed up on you guys..." Explained Jake.
I snorted and shook my head. "Why do they want us? I mean we are hard to get and they need to keep down low."
Jake smiled a sad looking smile. "Well, that's the problem, apparently rumors is that you and Bryce knows a few FBI agents and the organization wants to get not only useful information and take over the Spy agency, they want their captured 'friends and alliances' back." He stated.
I stared at the dark windows in silence thinking about that still didn't make a lot of sense because they were pretty much blowing their covers to the police and that's bad for them, but I didn't ponder that for very long as the truck stared to move.
"Don't worry, me and Tristan will get you guys out of here or try to because now the organization is issuing three big guards to keep a close eye on you guys." He said.
I nodded miserably because I didn't want to go back to that nightmarish place again and I fully admit that I was scared...and sick to my stomach...
Okay, now let me pause there for a second because Bryce had also recounted his parts of what happened as well and as I listened by the bedside to Bryce retelling his story for the fourth time, I can only imagine how hard it was for him.
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His P.O.V
Me and Charlotte both had many bad memories; one of them was especially directed to our last year in high school. I remember that day pretty clearly, but of course I will skip the unimportant, so I'll start on the ride back to the organization...well a newer one anyway.
I was staring at Tristan as he explained the full summary to all this mess and all I did was sigh. I wished that this wasn't happening, I mean it was hard enough moving around everywhere, trying to avoid the organization, but now that they us again... It will mean terribly consequences for us, and me, mostly me. I betrayed the organization and the penalty is... Death.
"Bryce, dude...sorry, but I have to tie you up, so it doesn't look like I'm helping you and Charlotte." Confronted Tristan.
I sighed and nodded as I let him tie me up. While he was doing that, I started to think of a way to get out of this mess, but pretty much nothing came to me. All I knew was that I had to protect Charlotte no matter what happens next.
The ride was pretty long and when it finally stopped, my whole body ached from being in a crouch position. Immediately the doors flew open and Tristan pushed me out, being a little rough, but I know it was part of the act.
As I stumbled out, I saw that Charlotte was out already, looking towards the ground before the scarred man approached me.
"Well, well, well. I have heard all about you Bryce and you seem to have given your organization a lot of trouble with things." He said while he traced my gaze towards Charlotte. I didn't answer, so the man continued. "Now I'm sure that you know that there are dire consequences for your actions. Especially for..." He paused before speaking. "Love." He spat out. I didn't speak, but only stared him down. "But we still have use for you...only for a little bit though. However your girlfriend is almost useless to us, only the money, which at the moment we can already get control of...so you know what will happen to her." Said the Scarred man giving a cruel smile.
"No..."I said gritting my teeth at the same time. "I thought so, but nothing can be done, however you have the chance to avoid your consequence if you do the honors..." He trailed off. I knew what he meant that was definitely a no, but the chance at getting out of the consequence... Oh I was tempted a little, not exactly for my selfishness, but for something else too. "I'll think about it." I mumbled. The scarred man smiled slightly, but shook his head. "Time is essential, the longer you wait, the more pain your girlfriend would feel. Why don't you end it already?" He said before walking over to Charlotte and grabbing her.
I wanted to do something to help, but my way was blocked with Tristan and my hands were bound. Sometimes I feel that they were not even on our side.
Within seconds there was a flash of a small blade and the man placed it against her cheek.
"NO!" I yelled as I tried to push past Tristan with just my shoulders, but to no prevail.
Within another few seconds I saw a big gash on Charlotte's left cheek and she was left fighting not to cry. I could see it in her eyes that she was in pain, but most of all scared.
Suddenly I felt a push for behind and I almost fell if it weren't for my training of balancing so long ago.
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My left cheek had stung like crazy and I could feel blood oozing out. I wanted to cry, but I tried to be brave, although it was harder said then done. All I really wanted to do at that moment was to run up to Bryce and embrace him in a hug.
Without further ado, we were forced to walk some distant through the forest and into an underground cave and into an organization that I had never seen before. Little did I know how much trouble we were in and going into. And when I meant how much trouble, I really meant how much trouble!
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Yes yes, I know it's short, but school is starting and everything and I get really busy. I won't be able to write and post as often as I like to, but you know what? If some people comment...and well if there is at least eight, then I will try to write faster and longer. Comments make me happy and will make me write faster and more. :)
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Her P.O.V
"Jake, what's going on?" I asked, no more like demanded.
He looked at me and sighed. "I know you are in somewhat of a shocked state because your teacher just got-"
"Are you kidding? I'm in full shock and rage! I mean my teacher just died in the room, murdered by Tristan!" I growled. "So tell me again what is going on? I thought you guys were on our side!"
Jake looked at me and shook his head. "You have it wrong, let me explain to you our situation and don't ask any questions or interrupt me till the end, got that?" He asked before continuing on as if I had already answered it. "Tristan didn't shoot to kill, but it has to look like it was a fatal wound, which sort of was. Don't worry; your teacher didn't die, at least not yet." He said. "Anyway, the organization was pissed ever since you and Bryce got away, but they didn't really bother to do anything about that until now... Well now another organization, the more powerful one, wants to hunt you down and they both teamed up on you guys..." Explained Jake.
I snorted and shook my head. "Why do they want us? I mean we are hard to get and they need to keep down low."
Jake smiled a sad looking smile. "Well, that's the problem, apparently rumors is that you and Bryce knows a few FBI agents and the organization wants to get not only useful information and take over the Spy agency, they want their captured 'friends and alliances' back." He stated.
I stared at the dark windows in silence thinking about that still didn't make a lot of sense because they were pretty much blowing their covers to the police and that's bad for them, but I didn't ponder that for very long as the truck stared to move.
"Don't worry, me and Tristan will get you guys out of here or try to because now the organization is issuing three big guards to keep a close eye on you guys." He said.
I nodded miserably because I didn't want to go back to that nightmarish place again and I fully admit that I was scared...and sick to my stomach...
Okay, now let me pause there for a second because Bryce had also recounted his parts of what happened as well and as I listened by the bedside to Bryce retelling his story for the fourth time, I can only imagine how hard it was for him.
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His P.O.V
Me and Charlotte both had many bad memories; one of them was especially directed to our last year in high school. I remember that day pretty clearly, but of course I will skip the unimportant, so I'll start on the ride back to the organization...well a newer one anyway.
I was staring at Tristan as he explained the full summary to all this mess and all I did was sigh. I wished that this wasn't happening, I mean it was hard enough moving around everywhere, trying to avoid the organization, but now that they us again... It will mean terribly consequences for us, and me, mostly me. I betrayed the organization and the penalty is... Death.
"Bryce, dude...sorry, but I have to tie you up, so it doesn't look like I'm helping you and Charlotte." Confronted Tristan.
I sighed and nodded as I let him tie me up. While he was doing that, I started to think of a way to get out of this mess, but pretty much nothing came to me. All I knew was that I had to protect Charlotte no matter what happens next.
The ride was pretty long and when it finally stopped, my whole body ached from being in a crouch position. Immediately the doors flew open and Tristan pushed me out, being a little rough, but I know it was part of the act.
As I stumbled out, I saw that Charlotte was out already, looking towards the ground before the scarred man approached me.
"Well, well, well. I have heard all about you Bryce and you seem to have given your organization a lot of trouble with things." He said while he traced my gaze towards Charlotte. I didn't answer, so the man continued. "Now I'm sure that you know that there are dire consequences for your actions. Especially for..." He paused before speaking. "Love." He spat out. I didn't speak, but only stared him down. "But we still have use for you...only for a little bit though. However your girlfriend is almost useless to us, only the money, which at the moment we can already get control of...so you know what will happen to her." Said the Scarred man giving a cruel smile.
"No..."I said gritting my teeth at the same time. "I thought so, but nothing can be done, however you have the chance to avoid your consequence if you do the honors..." He trailed off. I knew what he meant that was definitely a no, but the chance at getting out of the consequence... Oh I was tempted a little, not exactly for my selfishness, but for something else too. "I'll think about it." I mumbled. The scarred man smiled slightly, but shook his head. "Time is essential, the longer you wait, the more pain your girlfriend would feel. Why don't you end it already?" He said before walking over to Charlotte and grabbing her.
I wanted to do something to help, but my way was blocked with Tristan and my hands were bound. Sometimes I feel that they were not even on our side.
Within seconds there was a flash of a small blade and the man placed it against her cheek.
"NO!" I yelled as I tried to push past Tristan with just my shoulders, but to no prevail.
Within another few seconds I saw a big gash on Charlotte's left cheek and she was left fighting not to cry. I could see it in her eyes that she was in pain, but most of all scared.
Suddenly I felt a push for behind and I almost fell if it weren't for my training of balancing so long ago.
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My left cheek had stung like crazy and I could feel blood oozing out. I wanted to cry, but I tried to be brave, although it was harder said then done. All I really wanted to do at that moment was to run up to Bryce and embrace him in a hug.
Without further ado, we were forced to walk some distant through the forest and into an underground cave and into an organization that I had never seen before. Little did I know how much trouble we were in and going into. And when I meant how much trouble, I really meant how much trouble!
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Yes yes, I know it's short, but school is starting and everything and I get really busy. I won't be able to write and post as often as I like to, but you know what? If some people comment...and well if there is at least eight, then I will try to write faster and longer. Comments make me happy and will make me write faster and more. :)
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