A Spy's Home---Book 2: Wounds, Both Old and New

Chapter 18

Middle of the night...

Bang!

I jolted awake, terrified that it was a gunshot, but no, it was just a thunder clap. I leaned my head back on the wall behind me, and calmly wiped the sweat that was dripping off my head. I didn't remember my dream, and I'm kind of glad I didn't because there was a feeling telling me it was another nightmare.

"At least I'm not crying." I told myself, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and walking over to the sink. I grabbed one of the plastic cups, and filled it with water before going over to the nearest window.

It wasn't storming anymore, and the thunder and lightning were getting farther and farther apart. At least I know I won't have to work in the rain.

I placed my cup next to the sink, before turning my head back to the window. I could see light on the east horizon, and I knew the sun was awakening just like me. "Big day." I mumbled to myself.

After putting on a sweatshirt and some sweat-pants over bed clothes, which was a t-shirt and some shorts, I journeyed to the small laundry room where my clothes from my attempted rescue from the day before were drying.

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Carlos's Point of View

Beep!

Beep!

Be-

I practically hit my alarm clock, and I flung out of bed. Today was my only day off, so I was going to be spending it rescuing my Hermana.

"Padre!" I called, rushing into the kitchen. I found him reading a newspaper and drinking coffee. He turned his head, and I said, "I'll probably be gone for most of the day. Do you need me for anything, tonight?"

Padre shook his head silently, before turning back around to continue to read the paper. "I wish there's something I can do to make his day better." I always told myself, but today I know bringing Susie home will make him better; at least I hope so.

I grabbed my things, and left the apartment; I sped downstairs to the lobby, and waved to the lobby attendant. "Where are you going in such a rush, Carlos? You have no work today." he pointed out.

I shrugged, and answered, "Just visiting a friend." It wasn't the whole truth, but it wasn't a full lie either.

I left before the attendant could question me further, and sped walked down the busy sidewalks. My mind drifted to Susie and her smile, and I stopped in my tracks. My mind then played my mama's death; Susie crying in my arms, the heart monitor going into a flat line, and my padre gripping my shoulder with one hand and had the other hand placed on Susie's shoulder.

I was knocked from my memories, by someone running into the back of me. "How about you keep moving!" the person, who had shoved me, called. I rolled my eyes, and continued to walk down the street.

Soon, I came to a part of town that was more deserted, and I was left alone with my thoughts. "Help!" For a second time, I stopped in my tracks, but this time I listened. Sobbing sounded, like they had come from a young girl, rang through the alleyway I was next too.

Slowly, I turned my head and lifted it; I was at the old hospital where I had caught Zylina sneaking around the night before! I swallowed my anxiety and fear, as my eyes scanned the cracked up walls. Should I really try to go in without Zylina?

I knew I didn't have much of any fighting skills like Zylina did, but I knew some self-defense. "Nope, stupid idea." I rejected the thought of going in alone, even though my brain was telling me to.

I backed away from the hospital, and broke into a sprint toward the Motel where Zylina was staying. "Don't worry Susie, you'll be home soon." I thought to myself. 

TBC...