"Undercover Love"

Chapter 1: The mission

I woke up, my stomach bleeding, attached to a chair in the dark. The cuts were so deep that it was hard to breath. Fuck he got me.

*13 hours earlier*

Let me introduce myself my name's Quinn Bright, I'm 22 years old. I had an interesting life none of the less. I was working in a secret agency for an organization. I've been an undercover agent since I was 15, how I got here is a long story. I was trained to kill, manipulate and make the right choices. I had a friend, we were on a mission together one day and...I made the wrong choice. She died 3 years ago. There's not a day that goes by without I thinking about her. The other people didn't like me, but no one liked anyone really. We were trained to be the best however there can only be one best. I was getting assigned for a mission, get my hand on one of the stolen car of our enemy. Oh about that. There's 2 organizations one good and one bad. I was told I was on the good side when I got there. I think it's true since our enemies are all psychopaths. Our enemy had this car that contains something that could blow our entire mission which was shutting them down. It was going to be easy except if...No he won't be there. I got called to go to a meeting, as I sat in the room, Mia Grant started talking.

"No I'm not going with her" she said in her British accent giving me a glare.

Mia Grant, a dirty blond haired blue eyed girl much taller than me. She hated me since day 1, I started training with her and I went through hell. She was one of the best, I had to admit but she was cold hearted, friends with everyone to backstab them where it hurts. She was convinced that going on missions with someone was suicidal. Especially if it was me since the last time I was with someone on a mission well...You know.

"I don't care what you want Ms. Grant if you know who comes you can't be alone!" said Mr. Worfer.

He was the director of all of this organization, he was extremely tall, had black hair eyes and skin. He was very strict, heartless and never gived a damn about our problems. He always told us that if it hurts then you're weak. He dismissed us to our apartments. I had a little appartement with a widow giving me a view at the Statue of Liberty. The agency was built as a sort of building with an underground. This room was the only space were I felt human. I had the little joys of life such as gazing looking at the sky, writing, listening to music and relax. It was time to eat, we had 2 choices either go with everyone or stay in our room. I used to go down stairs but I had no one to talk to since Emma (my best friend) was gone. I ate quickly then heard a knock on my door. It was Mia.

"I'll stay here thanks for cooking me pasta" she said walking in grabbing a plate.

I looked at her in disbelief. "What do you want?" I asked annoyed  by her presence.

"We are going to the mission in 5 minutes and I didn't have time to cook." she said as if the answer was obvious.

She got up and tilted her head at the door as a sign that we were leaving. We took the elevator to go in the underground. We took a black car and Mia insisted that she was gonna drive to not risk an incident. She drove to a port were the car was located. We walked to the car. No security guards, no agent, no one except us were there.

"Weird" Mia stated a worry look on her face.

She opened the trunk but everything was gone.

"Watch out!" She said as I turned around and dogged the fist of a tall muscular guy in front of me. He took a knife out of his pocket, he approached me. Okay he's taller than me and is very muscular so kicks and punches won't help, I needed to get a few inch to knock him out. Too late he swung his knife towards my stomach leaving it with deep cuts and blood. I was standing on the car I was almost at his height. This was the moment to hit a nerve. With three fingers, that I placed under his jaw, I gave him a sharp slap under the earlobe causing him to knockout. I quickly looked at my bleeding stomach feeling the pain slowly going up my head. I looked for Mia when everything went black.

*present moment*

I looked around to perceive Mia attached on a chair next to me. She was still unconscious, she had cuts and bruises but nothing too serious. She woke up a few minutes later.

"Holy shit" she said her jaw dropping as she took a peek at my stomach.

"It's not that bad." I said as I felt my heart pounding really fast in my neck. I bit my tongue to avoid screaming since I had no idea if we were alone or not. An uncomfortable silence installed, we hated each other but also didn't know each other at all. I was holding the pain, they putted something so I didn't loose a lot of blood, but it was burning like hell.

"Are you okay?" Mia asked actually feeling sorry for me.

"Do I look okay to you?" I said bitterly feeling like my death was close.

"I was trying to be nice." she said in disbelief.

"Yeah well try harder, you can't put me through hell and expect me to be nice at your first attempt" I responded.

She went silent once again, I felt every inch of my body hurting due to the loss of blood. I heard footsteps coming towards the room. Mia and I exchanged looks.

"You think it could be him?" Mia asked her voice shaking a bit.

"I think he might have found us" I said calmly even though I was terrified.

"You guessed right" he said.

To be continued...