Poisoned hearts

Part 1:

Elliot: 

I sat on top of the rooftop looking out into the sky, as I leaned my back against one of the building walls. I usually came to the rooftop whenever I needed some time to myself, especially after recent events. My eyes started to get heavier each time I'd close them, making it harder to open them and keep them open. I could feel myself starting to slip into dreamland, before I heard the building door open behind me before it closed. 

"What's wrong, baby?" I hear Baxton ask, as he walks where I am. I open my eyes slowly, to see Baxton squatting down in front of me but leaving some space between us. I don't say anything to Baxton's question, as I could hardly think of anything in general. Baxton stands up before making his way to my side and sliding one hand against my back and the wall, and his other hand under my legs making him carry me bridal style. 

Baxton and I had known each other since we were kids, as we grew older we became more overprotective of each other. Recently Baxton would always manage to know where to find me, just in time before I could fall asleep where ever I was. I trusted Baxton with my life and I knew he trusted me with his life, no matter what happened between the two of us. 

"Happy birthday, baby." I slurred while my head landed on Baxton's chest, as I didn't have the strength to even keep myself awake. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep in Baxton's arms, which started to become a routine for me. 

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Gunshots could be heard echoing throughout the building, as screams could also be heard echoing. l continued to walk around the building in search for someone, one hand free but yet stained with blood. My other hand held a knife that was covered with blood as well, as l kept walking the screams and gunshots eventually came to an end. 

"Elliot?" l hear someone question in a small but yet scared manner, I stopped in my tracks as I heard their voice behind me. While turning around l take a deep breath, hoping that I didn't hear right. Once l fully turned around my breath caught in my throat before forming a lump, as I see the person I love covered in blood and wounded. l finally swallow the lump that was caught in my throat, while the both of us start to make our way towards each other.

As Baxton and I got closer to each other his wounds became clearer to me, the wounds being surrounded by dry blood. Once the both of us got closer to each other we ended up pulling each other into a hug, both our heads berried into one another's neck as we embraced one another without saying anything. "Baxton where'd you go?" The both of us hear in a sing-along manner, as footsteps can be heard nearing where we were. 

Suddenly the footsteps seemed to have come to an end, when they spotted the both of us. "Well look at that, what do we have here?" The person speaks once again this time with Baxton and myself in her sight, there wasn't anything either of us could do to her. As she spoke we both untangled ourselves from one another to face her, shortly after we faced her she drew out her gun and pointed it in our direction.

"You both know what to do." Davina says as she eyes us closely, while scanning her face l see her expression never changing. I throw the knife that's in my hand towards Davina's direction hearing it make a clunking noise, as it landed in front of her feet. Davina looked down without moving her hand that contained the gun directed to us, while her attention was focused on the knife. 

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Before I knew it I jolted awake due to the recent events that happened, I sat myself up on the bed and scanned the room for Baxton. My heartbeat quickened when I couldn't see Baxton in sight, I got off the bed hurriedly forgetting about my injuries. Before I knew it I was on the bedroom floor, which made me grunt in annoyance due to my injuries still not being completely healed. I push through the pain and stand up, using the help of the bed as I stood up. 

"Elliot, what'd I tell you about pushing yourself?" I hear Braxton's voice at the bedroom door, since I was too focused on my footing I didn't realise Baxton was at the door until he spoke. I looked up from the floor to lock eyes with Baxton's eyes for a split second, before he started to make his way toward me as I sat myself on the bed. 

My eyes scanned over his body as he came closer to me, his Green eyes standing out from his Jet Black hair. "When will you start listening to me, Elliot?" Asked Baxton, as he took one step closer to me. I didn't attempt to speak nor move, as I couldn't rip my eyes off his eyes nor his body. Baxton had taken another step closer, leaving us with hardly any space. My breathing quickened due to the amount of proximity, which resulted in Baxton chuckling.

"Words, baby." Baxton spoke as he placed a hand on the side of my face, and started to move his thumb back and forth in a gentle motion. Nothing could be heard aside from our breathing, due to the closeness. After a while Baxton retreated his hand from my face, making my whole body shiver as his warmth left my body. 

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Suddenly everyone bursts through the door making each other fall on top of one another, thuds could be heard as they fell."I told you not to run so close behind me!" "Maybe you should've ran faster!" I cleared my throat grabbing everyone's attention except for Baxton's attention, as his attention was already on me before the others had entered the room. "What'd we tell you guys?" Baxton asked as he took a step away, before turning to face everyone else in the room. Everyone had stood up in a rush, as both Baxton and I watched them silently. 

"We didn't mean to bursts into your room." Azar spoke in an apologetic manner, her eyes stayed focused on the two figures in front of her and the rest of the group. "We have information on where Davina is." Tate spoke, getting my interest along with Baxton's interest. "We'll meet everyone downstairs to continue this conversation shortly." I told the group, to which they left the room closing the door behind them.

Everyone was seated around the table while we were talking about Davina, and gathering more information on her. "Hallsin is someone who's in control of their group too, alongside Davina and Mattea." Rhysand informed while placing a printed photo of Hallsin, down on the table for everyone to see. "Hallsin is known for hiding in the shadows, but they're extremely talented in different areas." I sighed knowing how talented Hallsin is in different areas, as Hallsin and I grew up together. "What about the other members?" Nox questioned while her eyes studied the photo of Hallsin. 

Rio placed more photos down on the table, each photo being a different person. "Flora's one of the top snippers meanwhile, Lilah's extremely good at handling knives more than guns. River and Bryson control the bombs for their team, it's rare for both of their bombs to be used in the same situation." Suddenly all our phones went off at the same time which could only mean one thing, we glanced at each other before looking at the notification that we received. " Ghost riders and Lost Souls have combined their houses together, causing them to have at least doubled their protection and more top assassins than before." 

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"Fucking hell! There's already so much trouble trying not to die from both teams, and now they decide to fucking work together!" Sage says with annoyance and venom lacing her words, as she spoke every word. "Sage we've talked about this as an opportunity, to take down both teams at once." I say while holding eye contact with Sage, as I spoke. 

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone started rining. While the phone contuines to ring I look at the caller ID, to see that it's an 

"If that's all I'm gonna head to bed." Azar says making me cut eye contact with Sage, and now making eye contact with her before I nod my head. "If anyone has anything else they wanna discuss meet me in my office tomorrow, if it can't wait either text or call Baxton or I tonight." As I inform the others, I get off the seat and start making my way back to my room. 

Once I reached my room, I plopped on the bed without giving a shit about my clothing. And snuggled under the covers, just in time before sleep consumed me.