"It was absolutely nothing. I had no ties. No bittersweet memories. I was leaving nothing behind. Never experienced companionship, never been in love. And in that moment, all I felt was loneliness and regret."
But there's always a first time..
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I looked at the letter that was on the dinner table ''It's for you.'' Harry said handing me over the paper, I looked confused and walked to the living room, I didn't identify the name or place but when I opened it I saw my past taking over my mind as I read that awful handwriting.
Hi Tinker Bell.
I really miss you. I need you, the time has come.
Max
I closed my eyes tightly and crumpled the paper in my hand, I looked at the window resting my head in my hand.
''You killed me!'' I said looking at Max who was wiping blood from his eyes ''Easy, Tinker!'' He shouted ''I should never have believed in you!'' I said nervously feeling my hands tremble, I looked at all the dead bodies on the floor and walked over to my parents' body feeling my heart break in several pieces ''I'm going to fix it!'' Max got up and held my face in his hands ''You lied to me!" I cried staring at him, I knew that as soon as the army knew where I was, involved in drug trafficking, I was going to be killed. I believed in a lie, a promise that the world would be ours, that we were going to run away and that this whole story was just something that would eventually pass, this is the price you pay for loving and wanting to protect an addict, having hope on someone who has died a long time ago ''I'll fix it!'' He said, putting his lips on mine, he knew I could end up his life in a blink. I was stupid to think that you loved me, you loved my ease of killing, of freeing us from danger. I thought of all the times I hid secrets, protected thiefs and walked in shoes I don't wish for anyone. I saw the darkest side of the world, I was ordered to kill, I walked alongside the dirtiest things in the underworld and I lied to myself every day that it was the right thing to do, while still having the ability to believe in someone who swore to love me. What can you expect of a 20-year-old walking along the wrong people? The answer was there under my nose, hundreds of innocent bodies, all killed to protect Max's secret, including my parents.
I rubbed my face and took a deep breath, I owed everything I have today to Max who managed to erase my face, data and anything that incriminated me in the world, the last time I heard of him, he was spending his nights in a maximum security jail. Without his help, I would had never be able to get into Kingsman, to have the choice to go the right way, to meet Harry, to have the chance to rise again after all. When I joined Kingsman I was dead, I was a specter of something that was once a person, but I managed to get back on my feet. I fell into the wrong hands too soon.
''Everything okay?'' I heard Harry and jumped in fright ''Yes.'' I said getting up and passing over him going straight to the bedroom, I closed the door and walked to the bathroom. I couldn't get away from this debt, I knew Max well enough to know that he would have the courage to reveal all my past to the world, that he kept in a small data device, so in a way, he still had me in the palm of his hand. I flushed the letter and washed my face, I had to finish this.
