chapter 22

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Jason wakes me up by rolling over me and kissing me as I try to pretend I'm asleep. Today, Jason wants to practice one more time.
For weeks Jason has been training me for our mission to kill Sam. But everyday I lunch that punching bag, I feel more confident in myself to end his life. But I wonder once it's done, if I will feel the guilt.
Even if I do, I'll push through it.
For the past month Sam had men come to hotels in search for me, I was almost caught.
In result Jason died my hair Black and cut my hair from my thighs to my lower back. When I saw myself in the mirror I couldn't even recognize myself.
"It's not going to stay in forever," Jason said to me, knowing how I felt.
I even had to change my eye color, grey to blue.
I don't like Looking in the mirror. I see someone I don't know, she's beautiful, but she's not me.
Jason is getting our work out gloves, I watch as his muscles can be shown through his grey long sleeved shirt.

I can't help but look at my reflection, I've only changed my looks a week ago. But I still feel out of place.

"Sam will be gone soon," Jason says, he stops in front of me.

He takes My hand and puts the glove on it.

"I'm planning on Wednesday," he looks up at me, "to kill Sam."

"That's two days away," I say, "We would need to find out where he is all the time, his schedule..." I ramble on.

"I already know," Jason drops my hand, "when you sleep, I run out and track him."

"What?"

He said quiet.

"The only time you really leave is during the full moon..."
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Jason's p.o.v.

"The only time you really leave is during the full moon..." Myra says, My heart stops.

She's been keeping track? Ours only been what? Four times?

She sighs, and looks at herself in the mirror.

I can tell she hates how she looks, but it's for her own protection.

She's gotten better at fighting, age playfully punched me once at the market and my whole arm went numb. Or so I told her. That night we made passionate love. Thinking about our now, I've never had sex in a gym before...

"Jason," Myra waves get hand in front of my face.

"Sorry,"I immediately say, though I will have to try gym sex sometime.

"Let's start."
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Myra and I walk outside the gym and walk towards the car, her hand in mine.

A truck parks next to mine and I get a feeling to forget the car. When we get close, men jump out the car and tackle me. Myra screams but a man puts his hand over her mouth and holds her.
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Myra's p.o.v.

The men are hitting and kicking Jason, Jason manages to punch them back. He punches a guy in his area, when the guy falls, Jason kicks his face in.
I have my own problems, a man holds me against him, pulling me to the truck he got out of. I try to hold my ground, but he still pulls me back.
Were right at the car door when Jason gets up, he turns towards me and starts running towards us. Relief rushes thru me. But Jason want quick enough, the man throws me in the back, jumps in the front, locks the doors, and takes off.
I see Jason running after the car, then he turns and runs towards his car.

I feel a pinch of pain, going thru my neck, I flinch and realize it's a needle.

I don't know what happens next, but it goes completely dark.

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