knife to the throat
“look. When it comes to our parents, we are trained enough for them to know we can hold our own, and maybe cause of us they get closer. Right now they’re literally working on the new deal together, who knows maybe they start reminiscing.”
“here’s to hoping.” He said while leaning in.
Our lips crashed and it felt like the high I was riding for the past few hours just got another shot. We were more in sync more understanding of each other’s needs. This kiss was not intimate or shy, it was a wave of excitement and reclaiming. We moved from the shooting range to the couch. I gasped when he flipped me around so that I was on top of him. Our lips crashed again this time I unknowingly moved my hips against his which earned me a grunt from him.
“is this okay?” I asked
He looked into my eyes and the world slowed down,
“fuck killer, you're cluelessness to what you're doing to me and its making this even hotter.”
my phone went off on the other side and we separated on the couch and I reached for it. There was a fire tip where our families were making their deal.
“oh fuck!” I yelled getting off chase’s lap. I showed him the message.
“you need to call you dad right now. Whoever you can reach, try to reach them, tell them to get out now!” I yelled
“fuck, their phones are all taken away cause of the faith clause. How the fuck can we reach them, the phone trackers are all showing a mile away from the location they’re supposed to have the meeting.”
“oh my god the bracelet.” I yelled and ran to my room with Chase following me.
“what?”
I pulled out a white marble bracelet with one black bead in the centre.
“my dad and I have these bracelets.” I tapped the black bean and it shed a blue light.
“it makes his bracelet shake when I click it.”
“does your dad know morse code?” Chase asked and I nodded, he took the bracelet from me and signalled 911 fire get out continuously on the bracelet. It’s not when one of the white beads turned red indicating he got the message did we stop coding.
“I'm going to kill whoever did this. This is a breach of international code. Only an imbicle or a super powerful mob can pull this off.” He ranted in anger.
“I'm worried. Why haven’t we heard back?”
“wait for a message, we’ll get to know who is alive. Your bracelet and informer might have just saved us from stepping into our roles too soon.” I said giving me hug and calming me instantly. That’s when chase’s phone vibrated.
“The fire just broke. It was a blast in the conference room.” He said. He typed back.
“what’s the damage.”
“my dad broke his leg. Your parents are all fine, your dad says he lost the bracelet in the fire and he's gone with my dad to the hospital with your security cause all of mine are dead.”
“I need names of everyone right now. I'm going to burn this bitch alive.” I said in anger.
“ok killer, calm down for now they’ll be back in the morning.”
“wait, how did they know we were together?” I asked him
“fuck. We’re screwed in the morning.” He said
“let’s make the best of this night then?” I said, teasingly.
“are you insinuating this sexually or romantically” he replied in such a nonchalant way that it nearly made me jump him there and then. Now that the situation was under control we were a bit more relaxed.
“I was thinking of something fun.” I replied slowly backing out of my room and signalling him to follow me.
The knife hit the bulls eye for the 4th time. Chase was next to me throwing in his own lane.
“you’re good killer. What are your other skills?” he asked and hit another bulls eye
“I can do this, archery, sword fighting with any type, guns of any kind. But my favourite is axe and double sword or knives fighting.”
“oh wow and what are you worse at?”
“you wanna know my weakness?” I said moving towards his lane. He turned around to face me.
“yes killer I would love to have this intel.”
“I'm average at bombs” I said and he rolled his eyes
“I know you're not, I've read your file about the mirage deal.” He said, nonchalantly
“nope, I had help from Eric with that, the wire cutting and everything was him but we couldn’t tell anyone cause it would look bad. And that deal was based on that experiment. Mr. Scranton that Italian cunt is known to test us before saying yes.” I said