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Today, was the day. I had prepared for three excruciating months. Training for this day, and here it was. Here I was, crouched in the bushes with the coordinates in my hand, and some minor gadgets to my use.

Back door is open go in through there. Use “Sunset” when you want reinforcements. Be careful. The earpiece spoke, and I quickly ran over to the back door. My back pressed against the wall, I slowly creeped my way in, and settled behind some boxes when voices could be heard.

That’s the point my boy. Sabotaging Hayes was the only way to get into the company.

Basically what your telling me is that I’m fighting on your side, against Lia. I don’t see how defeating Hayes has anything to do with the company. I thought this was gang rivalry not fucking mommy and daddy problems.

HARRY! Just fucking kill him. What in bloody hell don’t you get.. Right about now, I could give two shits about yer little girlfriend drama, or the company. I just want Sharon, and Hayes dead. You hear me? I’m off. Make sure you get information. Rose will be here with you in case anything should show up.. And with that the door slammed shut, and in the distance I could hear the car engine turn on, and zoom off.

They have Rose I thought to myself. Quickly placing a finger onto the earpiece, I whispered quietly, hoping not to arouse anything.

Hayes. Do you hear me Hayes.

Yes, I hear you. What.

Jagger just left, and he said Rose was here. I repeat when I call you, do not attack just search.

What..She’s there. Alright. I got it. Let us know. Quickly tapping the earpiece again, I left it on automatic before crawling to the box over, but my foot hit one of them, and rustling sounds filled the air. Shit.

“We know you’re here. I suggest you get the fuck up, or I shoot at the boxes. Nothing valuable in them anyway.” I heard the gun click, and I knew I was in deep shit, but I can’t stand. Just crouch into a ball, and pray you don’t get hurt.

The sounds of gunshots blared in my ears. My eyes screwed shut, and my hands draped around my knee’s, I quietly prayed. He paused for a moment, refilling his ammo before pulling the hammer back. I knew he was aiming straight where I was at so I quickly shifted myself a tad while he shot again at nearby boxes. One gunshot piercing through my hand, and I squealed. My cover completely blown. The patter of feet in the distance, I desperately tried to rip a piece of my cloth off, and wrap it around my hand but I couldn’t seem to do it on time. His footsteps nearing, I panicked, and stood up to run farther away. I would survive I just needed cover.

“You should stop running, I’ll find you regardless. Your blood trail give you away!” Harry bellows, and I quickly run into a nearby room, locking it behind me.

That was fucking close.

“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR.” Harry yelled, and another voice answered.

“What are you talking about Harry?” She questioned nearing the door, and my hiding spot. Quickly giving her a once over, I noticed she was most likely Rose. Tall, and slender with brown locks that twirled down her back. She reached for the doorknob, and I immediately covered her mouth with my good hand dragging her back.

“Don’t scream please. I’m not trying to hurt you, mainly because I’m already injured, but don’t scream.” I warned slowly prying my hand off her mouth.

“How can I trust you?”

“Because Hayes is waiting for you outside. If you don’t believe me he’s in the bushes in the front.”

“Hayes? He…he’s here?” She turned around swiftly, tears brimming in her eyes. I nodded my head as the pounding on the door increased, it’s hinges slowly prying itself off.

“Go! I’ll deal with him.” I nudged her, as the last hinge fell to the ground, and in marched Harry. His face twisted with anger, and confusion as he took in my presence. Grabbing me by my forearm, and holding a switchblade to my throat, I prayed this wasn’t my last memory of him.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” He growled, turning me swiftly, and pushing me against the wall. I winced slightly, but stayed still since the blade was still threatening to cut my jugular.
I opened my mouth to say something, anything really, but nothing.

“Did you not hear me? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?” Stunned, I jumped a little, afraid of his angry demeanor. Never had he really yelled directly at me, it was something I wasn’t used to.

“Kill me” I whispered, the words slipping out of my mouth before my mind could even register it. A tear trickling down my cheek, his eyes quickly changed. Ones filled with anger, and hatred…replaced with sadness, and worry. He pressed the blade a little bit more into my neck, but not enough to cut through skin. His eyes scanning over me, I knew he was mentally battling his inner thoughts, but what struck me was when he dropped the switchblade.

“You got me!” He half heartedly laughed, his hands shooting up beside his head. His choice of words confusing me. How ?

“You really think I could ever kill you?” He questioned, hurt evident in his voice. “Although you’re convinced I never loved you, I did. You were my everything, and you consumed me. You could tell me to kill myself right now, and I’d do it just for you.”

“Do it” I scoffed. Yeah okay, like I’ll believe that bullshit.

His knees hit the floor, and his hands found the blade he once dropped. Quickly grazing it over his neck he pressed and started to cut. The blood trickling onto the floor caught me out of my daze, I panicked, and ran over to him. He can’t be serious. Why..why would he kill himself over me. He didn’t love you. My brain reminded me, but my heart told me otherwise. My emotions waved over tears yet again trickling down as I tried to pull the knife away from his grasp.

“S-stop Harry” I tugged at the blade, yet he didn’t stop, the blood now seeping slowly down his throat onto his thin shirt.

“You don’t believe me what’s the point.?” He reminded me, and at that moment. I was lured into him, like a moth to a flame, I was sucked right back in. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, while I pulled at the knife again. Stop doing this goddammit. I need to stop him.

My brain shut down, and my heart took over, as I processed my next actions. How could I stop him? I only knew one way how.




For a few seconds I regretted my ongoing decision, but I knew I had to. It was the only way, so I closed the space in between us, and pressed my lips against his out of desperation. But when I felt his grip loosen I deepened the kiss, and pried the blade of his hand, tossing it somewhere far away. Our tongues dancing in perfect rhythm; The kiss was passionate and needy, and far off than what I had originally planned. My brain caught up with my heart, and I pulled back.

“I-I don’t know what I’m doing Harry.” I warned, but his protective arm that draped around me gave me all that I ever needed.

“Don’t run…let me just explain.”

I was tempted, his eyes just shouted sorrow, but I can’t get sucked in his little loophole again. I jolted up, and ran towards the door prying it open. I need to get out of this place. I told myself, before squeezing myself through the space, and running off towards the back exit.

“LIA! Stop goddammit !” He shouted out to me, but by that time, I had reached my car.

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Notes

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