Yeah. I broke the kinda-cute-but-rude guy's nose. Then I kicked him in the nuts and headed off to the store.
I biked back to my apartment, my basket full of groceries. But instead of coming back to an empty sidewalk, Rude Boy was still there, except with important looking people. Shit... "Sorry, can I help you?" I asked.
"Miss Wadders?" The tallest man asked, his face hinting a smile.
"That's her." Rude Boy muttered. He was clutching his nose.
"Is it just me, or is your voice higher than it was before?" I asked, faking concern.
Rude Boy replied with some words that would've made my grandmother get out the holy water. Meanwhile, Tall Guy and his friends chuckled. "I see that you two will get along splendidly."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!" I said, crossing my arms. "What the bloody hell are you talking about?!"
"We're here to offer you a job. You would have to agree before we explain in detail." Tall Guy responded. "It requires a lot of strength, physically and mentally. But the pay is extremely high."
I thought about it. Of course, I did need a better paying job, but what was the cost... "Sounds fun." I finally said. "But give me names, cause I can't keep calling you 'Rude Boy' and 'Tall Guy'."
I never should have agreed to go with them. It led to lies, bullet wounds and really awkward scars. They took me to an abandoned warehouse, well, at least it looked that way. It was actually a secret hide out. After that, I got "names". Rude Boy's name was Jack Williams and Tall Guy was Kevin Smith. I learned that the job I agreed to was a spy. Totally went well once I learned that my partner would be Jack...
"My partner is going to be who?!" We yelled, both glaring at each other.
"But he could care less about me!" I said, furious. "He thinks I'm a joke!"
"She broke my nose!!" Guess who said that.
"Keep talking and I'll break your jaw." I snapped back.
"Oh yeah, well-"
"Both of you, enough!!" Kevin commanded, slamming his hands on the table. "You must learn to cooperate with each other, or both of you die accidentally! Understand?"
A feeling of dread settled in my stomach. We looked at each other and made a silent agreement. Cooperate, so then we wouldn't die.
YOU ARE READING
Somehow Lovers
ActionMy name was Emma Lynn Wadders, but my cover-up was Joanna Olivia Sanders. I was a spy, which basically killed my light, as most people put it. Please take my word and never, NEVER, fall in love. This is my story. Will you read it?
