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010 | you're a spy? #enemy of the state
* ˚ ✦ LYDIA'S PHONE RANG causing her to wake up, followed by a huge groan leaving her lips. The ringtone was too loud.
She waited for her eyes to adjust to the slight light. She quickly rolled over to the other side of the bed and leaned up to press the button to dismiss the call. Her finger stopped when she saw the contact name, unconsciously she pressed the green button.
"The fu-" Lydia started, but was cut off by a voice she missed, "Lydia," KC called.
Lydia sat up, immediately. Her anger towards the girl left as KC's voice tone alarmed her. It wasn't the usual sarcastic happy KC one.
"Lydia, I know you hate me, but I need you." KC's voice broke at the end of the sentence in sync with Lydia's heart.
Sure, Lydia was mad at the girl, but she was way away from hating KC. She even was thinking to go over to the girl's house in the hope to fix their relationship.
"Kase, baby, I don't." Lydia's voice softened. "Are you okay? Where are you?" Lydia listed questions.
"The-they-they arrested m-om-m." KC stuttered.
"Who?" Lydia continued to question, "The Organization arrested my mom."
"Kira?" Lydia asked in disbelief.
"No! Beyonce!" KC yelled. Lydia laughed a bit. The phone went silent between them.
"Lydia, I need you," KC repeated in a broken voice, breaking the silence.
As soon as the words left KC's mouth, Lydia was up from her bed, walked to her closet, and picked an outfit.
"Where are you?" I'm coming." Lydia assured. "Dad's driving to the HQ."
"Thank you," KC whispered. Before Lydia could answer, KC had shut the phone.
Lydia sighed and rapidly got ready. She went downstairs, twirling her motorbike's keys in her hands, when her brown eyes met her mother's questioning ones. Daniela hummed and took a sip from her coffee.
"You are early," Daniela commented.
"Kira's been arrested." Lydia blurted out without any realization of what she said.
Daniela placed her coffee on the kitchen island, more confusion written on her face. It then hit Lydia. Her mouth opened and closed when she couldn't find anything to cover up the truth.
"For what? Is she okay? Do they need help?" Daniela listed the questions just like her daughter.
"I don't know, ma. KC said a bit on the phone. I'm going." Lydia explained.
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