I knew it, she murmured to herself. Straightening up from her crouched position, she moved deeper into the shadows of the bushes, and waited.
He got up, brushed the dust from his jeans and strode over to his car, kicking the door open because it had gotten stuck. He looked fabulous in his anger. No wonder she has a weak point for him, she sniggered to herself.
She watched in silence as he drove off the highway, her hidden spytonator in the back activating the moment he revved the engine. She looked over to her watch and tapped on it. A transparent hologram opened up in front of her, and her spytonator gave a clear view of what was happening inside his car. She tapped on the floating hologram and the sounds came, him cursing incessantly, the sound of the engine, his deep heavy breathing.
She stopped for a second, listening to him breathe and abruptly closed the hologram as she felt her face go hot.
She moved out from the shadows, onto clear land and got her bike out, shoved the watch and the recorder in the decker, and drove out, putting the gear to third and pacing hard. Her mind was aching with all the information. She'll be waiting, she thought happily.
[Reader's POV]
She entered a well lit home in the suburbs, and joined her hands in a namaste as she met an elderly couple, unbeknownst to who she had come to meet. The stairs led away to two ends, one side was into a pretty populated suite of rooms and the other was plunged into darkness. She chose the dark route and went ahead, her boots clicking up a storm of sound. Turning to the last door in the room, she rapped smartly on it.
?? : Is that you?
She : Yes milady.
The door flew open and a woman stood there, her eyes red, and quite vividly foreboding was gripping her tight. She hadn't changed properly. As she looked at the newcomer, Y/N's heart pounded against her chest. She worked hard not to give way under the fear, but she couldn't help but be absolutely sure her fears had come true. Trembling, she allowed the girl inside, whose face now mirrored her own.
Y/N : What did you see, Rayr?
Rayr : Whatever you said would happen.
Y/N : So, he... He is really...a....?
Rayr : Yes Y/N, he IS a secret agent. And he came for YOU. YOU are his target. He is NOT in love, and the worst thing is ....
Y/N's head was spinning. Her vision swam, and a loud ringing filled her ears. She couldn't hear a word anymore. All her fervent prayers were in vain. How she feared for it ! How she wished it weren't true ! How she wished he were only the YouTuber and nothing else. Her voice broke, and she felt her breathing stop and stumble .
Y/N : ( whispering in a cracked voice ) ....that, he belongs to the .... Deverpine Gang?
Rayr : ( looks guiltily at her )
Y/N found her answer. She remembered the time when the Deverpines bombed her city, forcing the family to move. She remembered how forcefully they dismembered people at will. How tyrannical their rule had been. And when Y/N had come to power, she had been threatened with rape and murder. The bile in her stomach boiled over to her throat as she thought of everything the Deverpines had done.
But, she thought desperately, at that time he didn't even know about the existence of the gang. HE didn't do anything. HE didn't bomb my city. HE didn't raze my school to the ground. HE didn't almost kill my whole family. HE IS NOT RESPONSIBLE !
But he came to get me
He might be misled
Him? Misled? Impossible.
He's just a boy.
He's 27, for God's sake
Only 27 !!!
27 is pretty mature to understand what's wrong
He might have been brain washed
Nonsense.
He might not be a killer at heart
How do you know?
He cannot be.
Why?
Look at his face and tell me if you feel his heart makes him a killer or his boss.
Cuteness is just his cover
No. Please.
Yes
He is not a killer
Yes he is. And he came to kill me.
Hot tears spilled from her eyes as sobs racked her body. She sank down to the cold marble floor, her whole body convulsing. Her head touched her crouched knees, her hands clutched together over her heart, she kept crying. She doubled upon herself, trembling. Through her tears, she saw how blissfully he behaved with her at the cafe. Who'd believe he would turn out a killer? Oh god, why on Earth would I have to fall in love with my arch Nemesis? Why did he have to have such charming manners? Why did I even know him, Lord stoppppppppp. I can't take it. Please stop.
The truth was tightening around her heart, making it harder and harder to want to live. She'd have given up the world to make this particular truth turn into a lie. But as she succumbed to the despair, something inside her broke.
She stopped for a second to catch her breath, her nose running. She listened for the loud thudding of her heart, but it was gone. In it's place was a slow metallic lub dup, and she recognized it. The killer in her was overpowering the lover, and she stood up. The feminine ego was rearing it head again, like a wounded snake, ready and willing to strike and kill. She walked over to her almirah, and pulled out an assortment of guns and blades. Pulling out a long hooded cloak, she arranged all 28 weapons snidely in it's huge pockets.
Grinning evilly, she turned to Rayr, who clearly felt the same anger as she did, and hissed, ' Tomorrow, we go man - hunting. '
Sorry lovelies, my Wattpad had crashed so this late update. Also, my exams are killing me. But do stay with me, keep reading, keep telling me, how y'all feel. Much love.
