My Target

25

(Initials again. Long chapter cuz it's the last one)

I woke up to the worst thing possible. There was a snake in my room. Well, it looked like a snake but really it was Boss.

"Get up," (B)

"Nice to see you too," I groaned.

"What do you remember about him?" (B)

"Who?" (Y)

"Your father," (B)

"That you had an argument and then he didn't come back," (Y)

I wasn't in the mood for her bullshit today, to be totally honest with you.

"That's not what happened," (B)

"Well care to tell me the truth?" (Y)

"He was working for the cooperative," (B)

I said nothing. If I had known my long lost a father had been working for the company I was bringing down, that would've changed everything. I would've tried to bring it down much much harder.

"What did he do?" (Y)

"He got a woman pregnant. T... the girl survived after her mother tried to kill her as a baby. It left her with a severe spinal condition," (B)

"An... and the child... she worked for the cooperative too?" (Y)

"Yes," (B)

I took a moment to process this. Oh fuck no.

"You had me fall in love and then kill my fucking sister?! WE WERE GOING TO SLEEP TOGETHER!" (Y)

"I didn't think you would fall in love with the girl did I?!" (B)

"WELL WHAT THE HELL DID YOU EXPECT?! HERE MY DUMB ARSE IS LESBIANING AROUND AND THEN YOU SEND ME ON A MISSION TO SHOOT A DAMN HOT BITCH!" I screamed, tears now running down my face.

"You weren't meant to have contact," (B)

"But I did," (Y)

"I know." (B)

"And you let me!" (Y)

"I know." (B)

"You are a terrible Mother, who should've killed me when you had the chance, just so I wouldn't have had to suffer from you," I snarled, coming close to the bars.

"You killed your sister," (B)

"I DIDN'T KNOW!" I screamed, making her jump, "I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS! YOU LET ME FALL ROMANTICALLY INLOVE WITH MY SISTER! DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKED UP THAT IS?!"

"Clearly she had no idea either," (B)

"Well no shit Sherlock," (Y)

"Ms Mayfair knew," (B)

"Wh... what?" (Y)

"Please! She knew when it was still Mrs Howard's Mission!" She laughed.

"Why are you like this?" I whispered.

"You made me this way?" (B)

"Did I?" I frowned, "Ask yourself honestly. Did I make you like this?"

"Yes," and then she pointed a pistol at my head.

"You won't kill me," (Y)

"You worked for the cooperative," (B)

"No I didn't." (Y)

"You went behind MI6 for a romantic relationship with one of its leaders. You worked for the cooperative," (B)

"And you went batshit crazy," (Y)

"You put the world at risk," (B)

"You wanted me dead," (Y)

"You killed your wife," (B)

"You would've made sure she didn't survive anyway," (Y)

"You didn't deserve her," (B)

"You don't deserve me," (Y)

"No one deserves you," (B)

And then she pulled the trigger.