We took a taxi back to headquarters and went to my room. I stared at the photograph of my father, mother, and me in our black suits when I was 13. It was my first day to work in the agency. I remembered it as if it happened yesterday.
"Mum, I have no idea on what you wear in a practice mission. Can you help me get an outfit picked?" That was me, complaining, oh, the agency did wonders to my personality. "Be right there, honey!" Mom called out from her room next to mine. I collapsed on my bed, sighed, and put my head in my hands. I was so nervous, what if I failed completely? I wouldn't want Mum or Dad to be disappointed of me. I must've been deep in thought because I heard a throat clear. I sat up. Mum was leaning against the doorway with her suit already on, smiling warmly. "Nervous?" She asked, heading her way to sit on my bed. I drooped my head down, nodding. "Hey, it's okay. I remember when it was my first practice mission. I was a nervous wreck, but look where I ended up. As long as you want to be an agent, we have no concerns. Do you want this?" I nodded again. "Good, I have an outfit for you" My mother said, wiggling her eyebrows. I looked at it, curious. My mum held it up, as she moved into a pose to show more "Pizazz" to it. "Mum, you're not even wearing it!" I said, giggling. She laughed too. "I know. Come on try it on!" She said, exasperated. I laughed and tried it on. It fit perfectly. I walked up to the full mirror and gasped. It hugged my curves perfectly and fit so comfortably, I didn't want to ever take it off. And when I walked around, it made no noise at all. "Amazing, isn't it?" My mother asked. I nodded eagerly and ran over to hug her. We laughed. Then, Dad came into the picture. "I hear laughter, who's leaving me out?" Dad walked in with his suit and a camera with fake disappointment. "Oh no one's leaving you out. come here and check out Victoria's suit." My mother called to my excited dad. "How do you feel in it?" He asked, adjusting the sleeves. "Amazing" I hugged my self in the suit dreamily. "Well, let's get a picture of this!" My father yipped, placing the camera on my dresser. I cuddled in between the squishy sandwhich I was in, made by my Mum and Dad. I smiled at the wonderful parents I have. "Okay, smile everyone!" My mother chirped. I kept smiling at their smiling faces and I heard a click. Dad walked over to the picture and smiled, "Awesome, now let's go! We're going to be late!" All my worries just disappeared int thin air. My Mum and Dad are the best supporters I have.
I smiled at the memory. I missed my Dad so much, and now my Mum might be next. Whoever did this to my mum will pay, pay so bad that they won't even be able to see tomorrow. I curled my hands to fists. I was fuming. Jake came to me and hugged me, "It's going to be alright." I relaxed a little. I trust him to tell the truth. I know he will be there to protect me, no matter what. He's done so much for me already that I don't even know how to repay him.
But, I have failed my mission. My mission to protect my mum. I was so ashamed. How could I just let her be to go get ice cream? Wait a second, ice cream! That guy was so suspicious and he left before me, so he might have something to do with my mother! I have to go back or at least look for him. He must repay for what he's done to my precious mother!
A thought about school popped in my head, "Should we go to school tomorrow?" Jake furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "I guess, if you want to" I nodded my head. I yawned and laid down on my bed. I closed my eyes, untilI heard shuffling of feet about to leave my room. "Wait, please stay. I'm scared." I whined, pouting.
Jake chuckled but didn't object. I felt a dip in the other side of the bed and covers placed over both of us. I smiled and scooted closer to Jake. He welcomed the cuddling by wrapping his arms around me. Our breathing evened and soon, we fell fast asleep, but before I slipped out of consiousness I heard Jake mumbe, "I'll be there for you, trust me."
There's Chapter Nine! I hoped you liked it. If anyone's even reading this, could you help me? I'm kinda out of ideas of what happens next, so if you want, could you write some ideas down in the coment box? Thanks!
Unicorns and Bubbles,
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The Black Rose
ActionDo you ever look in the mirror and remember the black outfit your wearing because you have to go to a mission? Well, Victoria does. She is an agent. She is sixteen and originally from London but moved to Chicago. She has completed many missions and...