Tattoos
Sos.
CLAIRE'S POV
I was going crazy down here, the air was humid and hot because everyone is breathing in such a small space. I got off the couch and told Louis that I was going on a walk.
Before he let me go, he handed me a small revolver and then let me go. I guess you can never be too careful, especially in our situation.
I opened the hatch and took a nice long breath of the fresh, cool air. I crawled and left the hatch slightly opened so those three can get some fresh air too. I put the revolver in my jacket pocket and made my way toward the trees.
As I was walking, I looked down and saw a pair of footprints. They were recent too, still deep and fresh. I bent down and touched one of them, the mud was still wet. This was just a few hours ago.
The prints weren't Louis' because I've been with him since last night. Liam and Ed have been inside, plus the prints are too small to be there's. I didn't go anywhere last night, that leaves one person.
It has to be one of us because the prints start from the hatch, then into the forest, and then back. I stood up and began to follow the prints, they were deep so Lyn must have been running.
What could she possibly be doing in the woods?
As I followed them, they came to end. The worst thing was, there were another set of larger prints, definitely not a girl. Was Lyn meeting up with someone?
I couldn't just keep this all a secret, so I went to the professional. I jogged back to the hatch and crawled down the ladder. Louis was sitting here playing cards with Ed, when he saw me he raised an eyebrow.
"That was quick." He commented and paid attention his game.
"Yeah, uh can I talk to you for a second?" I asked, glancing over at Lyn who had her back facing me.
"I'm kinda in the middle of something." He shrugged me off, damnit Louis.
I walked over to him and grabbed his cars, "SOS, Lou." I whispered.
He cleared his throat, "Fine I'll go on your bloody walk with you then." He mumbled, pretending nothing was wrong. "We'll continue this later, Ed."
Ed nodded and we both walked outside, this time I closed the hatch. "What's so important that you need-"
"Look." I pointed down to the prints, "They're Lyn's. She's meeting up with someone behind our backs, this was just last night."
Louis kneeled down and did the same thing I did. We both followed the tracks and he came to a stop when he saw the second pair of tracks.
"The fuck?" He looked around, "Let's follow them. See what's going on."
"Are you sure? I mean, what if it leads to armed people or something."
Louis gave me a look, "We're not gonna make ourselves known. I just want to see if these lead to anywhere. You comin' or not?"
I sighed, "Fine."
"Tire tracks." Louis shook his head, "Whoever she's meeting up with can't be good."
"So what do we do?" I asked.
"We watch her, stay up all night if we have to. If she meets up with this person again, we'll follow and find out what's really going on." He sat down on a nearby tree log, "Okay worst comes to worst, who is this mystery man?"
"An affair? No, because apparently she loves Liam."
"Maybe a dealer? I mean she seems off, could be drugs." He shrugged, "She could just go to me for that."
"So she's high?"
"Maybe."
"On what? Weed?"
Louis shook his head, "No she would smell and her eyes would be red. Maybe pills or even crystal."
"But she would have scabs and go crazy after awhile since she doesn't usually leave." Damnit Lyn, why do you make everything difficult. "Should we tell Liam?"
"Are you fucking crazy? No way, we need to make sure we know what we're telling him and what Lyn is doing. We need a plan of action before telling anyone." He leaned forward and licked his bottom lip, "Once I find out, I'm going to fucking kill her."
"So what do we do tonight?" I asked, ignoring his previous comment.
"You take first shift tonight, wake me up at three and then you can sleep. I don't want her getting anywhere without us knowing." He managed to laugh, "I already have enough shit to deal with."
"Like what?"
"I can't tell you, but I promise when the time is right I will." He assured, "We should get back."
LOUIS' POV
Claire was watching Lyn, and Liam was working on the plan. Ed was asleep, so I took this as a chance to sneak out. I hated walking this far to the shed, but this time it was important.
After ten minutes of walking, I made it to the shed. I looked around to make sure no one was following me, when it was clear, I grabbed the key and unlocked the wood door.
There he was tied up, looking like shit as always. "Why'd you come back?" His pathetic voice asked.
"Cut the shit, who is Lyn meeting up with?" I slammed the door shut and sat in the chair placed a few feet in front of him.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He mumbled.
"I know you're lying, Styles. Tell me or we can cut off your other thumb." I grabbed my hunting knife and held it tightly.
His eyes were full of fear, but he stayed stubborn. "I have no idea who Lyn is meeting up with. I swear."
"Wrong answer." I stood up and walked behind him where his hands were tied.
"Please! You have to believe me! I have no idea!" He begged, but I could see it in his eyes that he was lying.
"One more chance, Harry. Ten seconds. One." I started.
"Louis, for once believe me!"
"Two."
"Please! I swear I know nothing!"
"Three. Four. Five."
"Please..."
"Six. Seven."
"Fine! I fucking hate you, Tomlinson." He spat, "But it's gonna cost something."
I laughed, "Hell no. I'm the one with the knife."
"I'm the one with the evidence, and I know exactly who Lyn is talking to. And I know why, and how." He was stalling.
"Well to talk you don't need a thumb or your eyes for that matter." I gave Harry a nice cut on the thumb, just slicing the skin.
He winced and had his head down. "She's meeting up with Detective Worden, FBI agent who was put on your case."
I walked in front of Harry, "Why?" I kept a straight face even though I was pissed as hell.
"He promised her freedom, he would say that he recovered her dead body. Give her shelter and all, he would get paid millions for solving the case. She's his secret spy." She was dead.
"How did this all happen?"
Harry laughed, "How do you think? When did Lyn start acting weird?"
When I was being held captive, "You son of a-"
"Save it, Tomlinson. It's too late, you lost okay! Just give up now and stop running."
"Oh I'll stop running, don't worry. I just want you to know, you died knowing that I won, Harry. Look who's standing above you, after all these years." I kneeled in front of him, "I'm not killing you for my pleasure, I'm killing you in honor of Amber and Claire."
"Amber, she was the best sex I've ever had. But the worst and most annoying person ever." He smirked.
I grabbed my knife and gave him a nice stabbing in the shoulder, "That was for me." I grabbed my gun from my back pocket, "This is for Claire." I shot his stomach. Then I aimed for his head, "This is for Amber." Then I pulled the trigger.
Now, he was gone for good.
I walked back to the hatch, once I was inside, I was surprised to see Claire and Lyn talking on the couch. They were laughing and seemed like they were having a good time.
I walked into the kitchen, knowing that Claire was pretending everything was okay because she was smart like that. Like I said when I first met her, I would turn her into a criminal. Most of her ideas are all her though, she's a natural.
"Hey." Claire said from behind me, "So how was your walk?" She had a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Good."
"Really? Why is there dirt on your hands?" She asked.
I scoffed, "I fell and caught myself."
"Were you bleeding?"
"No."
"There's blood on your pants. Who or what did you kill?" She was glaring at me.
"Claire, look-"
"Is this the important secret you're keeping from me?" She questioned.
"Well, not exactly. Let me explain though!"
"So you're keeping another secret from me?" She shook her head, "I can't believe you."
She stormed out of the kitchen, a few seconds later, you could hear a door slam. I cursed under my breath and decided to give her space and some time to cool off before I would talk to her.
Liam walked in, "Everything okay?"
"Yeah, just how close are we to finishing the plan?" I asked.
"Uh, well like I said it'll take time-"
"Then hurry the fuck up and finish it!" I yelled and walked to the ladder. I need a smoke.
I was going crazy down here, the air was humid and hot because everyone is breathing in such a small space. I got off the couch and told Louis that I was going on a walk.
Before he let me go, he handed me a small revolver and then let me go. I guess you can never be too careful, especially in our situation.
I opened the hatch and took a nice long breath of the fresh, cool air. I crawled and left the hatch slightly opened so those three can get some fresh air too. I put the revolver in my jacket pocket and made my way toward the trees.
As I was walking, I looked down and saw a pair of footprints. They were recent too, still deep and fresh. I bent down and touched one of them, the mud was still wet. This was just a few hours ago.
The prints weren't Louis' because I've been with him since last night. Liam and Ed have been inside, plus the prints are too small to be there's. I didn't go anywhere last night, that leaves one person.
It has to be one of us because the prints start from the hatch, then into the forest, and then back. I stood up and began to follow the prints, they were deep so Lyn must have been running.
What could she possibly be doing in the woods?
As I followed them, they came to end. The worst thing was, there were another set of larger prints, definitely not a girl. Was Lyn meeting up with someone?
I couldn't just keep this all a secret, so I went to the professional. I jogged back to the hatch and crawled down the ladder. Louis was sitting here playing cards with Ed, when he saw me he raised an eyebrow.
"That was quick." He commented and paid attention his game.
"Yeah, uh can I talk to you for a second?" I asked, glancing over at Lyn who had her back facing me.
"I'm kinda in the middle of something." He shrugged me off, damnit Louis.
I walked over to him and grabbed his cars, "SOS, Lou." I whispered.
He cleared his throat, "Fine I'll go on your bloody walk with you then." He mumbled, pretending nothing was wrong. "We'll continue this later, Ed."
Ed nodded and we both walked outside, this time I closed the hatch. "What's so important that you need-"
"Look." I pointed down to the prints, "They're Lyn's. She's meeting up with someone behind our backs, this was just last night."
Louis kneeled down and did the same thing I did. We both followed the tracks and he came to a stop when he saw the second pair of tracks.
"The fuck?" He looked around, "Let's follow them. See what's going on."
"Are you sure? I mean, what if it leads to armed people or something."
Louis gave me a look, "We're not gonna make ourselves known. I just want to see if these lead to anywhere. You comin' or not?"
I sighed, "Fine."
"Tire tracks." Louis shook his head, "Whoever she's meeting up with can't be good."
"So what do we do?" I asked.
"We watch her, stay up all night if we have to. If she meets up with this person again, we'll follow and find out what's really going on." He sat down on a nearby tree log, "Okay worst comes to worst, who is this mystery man?"
"An affair? No, because apparently she loves Liam."
"Maybe a dealer? I mean she seems off, could be drugs." He shrugged, "She could just go to me for that."
"So she's high?"
"Maybe."
"On what? Weed?"
Louis shook his head, "No she would smell and her eyes would be red. Maybe pills or even crystal."
"But she would have scabs and go crazy after awhile since she doesn't usually leave." Damnit Lyn, why do you make everything difficult. "Should we tell Liam?"
"Are you fucking crazy? No way, we need to make sure we know what we're telling him and what Lyn is doing. We need a plan of action before telling anyone." He leaned forward and licked his bottom lip, "Once I find out, I'm going to fucking kill her."
"So what do we do tonight?" I asked, ignoring his previous comment.
"You take first shift tonight, wake me up at three and then you can sleep. I don't want her getting anywhere without us knowing." He managed to laugh, "I already have enough shit to deal with."
"Like what?"
"I can't tell you, but I promise when the time is right I will." He assured, "We should get back."
LOUIS' POV
Claire was watching Lyn, and Liam was working on the plan. Ed was asleep, so I took this as a chance to sneak out. I hated walking this far to the shed, but this time it was important.
After ten minutes of walking, I made it to the shed. I looked around to make sure no one was following me, when it was clear, I grabbed the key and unlocked the wood door.
There he was tied up, looking like shit as always. "Why'd you come back?" His pathetic voice asked.
"Cut the shit, who is Lyn meeting up with?" I slammed the door shut and sat in the chair placed a few feet in front of him.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He mumbled.
"I know you're lying, Styles. Tell me or we can cut off your other thumb." I grabbed my hunting knife and held it tightly.
His eyes were full of fear, but he stayed stubborn. "I have no idea who Lyn is meeting up with. I swear."
"Wrong answer." I stood up and walked behind him where his hands were tied.
"Please! You have to believe me! I have no idea!" He begged, but I could see it in his eyes that he was lying.
"One more chance, Harry. Ten seconds. One." I started.
"Louis, for once believe me!"
"Two."
"Please! I swear I know nothing!"
"Three. Four. Five."
"Please..."
"Six. Seven."
"Fine! I fucking hate you, Tomlinson." He spat, "But it's gonna cost something."
I laughed, "Hell no. I'm the one with the knife."
"I'm the one with the evidence, and I know exactly who Lyn is talking to. And I know why, and how." He was stalling.
"Well to talk you don't need a thumb or your eyes for that matter." I gave Harry a nice cut on the thumb, just slicing the skin.
He winced and had his head down. "She's meeting up with Detective Worden, FBI agent who was put on your case."
I walked in front of Harry, "Why?" I kept a straight face even though I was pissed as hell.
"He promised her freedom, he would say that he recovered her dead body. Give her shelter and all, he would get paid millions for solving the case. She's his secret spy." She was dead.
"How did this all happen?"
Harry laughed, "How do you think? When did Lyn start acting weird?"
When I was being held captive, "You son of a-"
"Save it, Tomlinson. It's too late, you lost okay! Just give up now and stop running."
"Oh I'll stop running, don't worry. I just want you to know, you died knowing that I won, Harry. Look who's standing above you, after all these years." I kneeled in front of him, "I'm not killing you for my pleasure, I'm killing you in honor of Amber and Claire."
"Amber, she was the best sex I've ever had. But the worst and most annoying person ever." He smirked.
I grabbed my knife and gave him a nice stabbing in the shoulder, "That was for me." I grabbed my gun from my back pocket, "This is for Claire." I shot his stomach. Then I aimed for his head, "This is for Amber." Then I pulled the trigger.
Now, he was gone for good.
I walked back to the hatch, once I was inside, I was surprised to see Claire and Lyn talking on the couch. They were laughing and seemed like they were having a good time.
I walked into the kitchen, knowing that Claire was pretending everything was okay because she was smart like that. Like I said when I first met her, I would turn her into a criminal. Most of her ideas are all her though, she's a natural.
"Hey." Claire said from behind me, "So how was your walk?" She had a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Good."
"Really? Why is there dirt on your hands?" She asked.
I scoffed, "I fell and caught myself."
"Were you bleeding?"
"No."
"There's blood on your pants. Who or what did you kill?" She was glaring at me.
"Claire, look-"
"Is this the important secret you're keeping from me?" She questioned.
"Well, not exactly. Let me explain though!"
"So you're keeping another secret from me?" She shook her head, "I can't believe you."
She stormed out of the kitchen, a few seconds later, you could hear a door slam. I cursed under my breath and decided to give her space and some time to cool off before I would talk to her.
Liam walked in, "Everything okay?"
"Yeah, just how close are we to finishing the plan?" I asked.
"Uh, well like I said it'll take time-"
"Then hurry the fuck up and finish it!" I yelled and walked to the ladder. I need a smoke.
Notes
What's your guy's favorite song (s) on Made In The A.M. ??
Mine are If I Could Fly, I Want To Write You A Song & Walking In The Wind
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1/19/18