Secret identity

Chapter sixteen

Myles POV
There are three men behind them, pointing the guns at their heads. Two with guns, the other with just a stupid grin on his face.
"Get out" is all I think to say that doesn't involve something that could make them shoot.
"How about... no" laughs the on without a gun. "Well not until my work here is done." I'm not sure what he came here to do, but I know it will end at least one death.
"So, let me have Christina, please" he asks. I look over to her. She nods, but Luna is shaking her head.
"Here, how about-" Chris starts but is interrupted by the man with no gun. "How about my prisoner does not make the decisions, yes?" He snaps. He has a short temper.
"Just let them go" I say walking down a few steps.
"Hey. You stay where you are" he shouts at me. I frown. "Don't move, and you won't die." I can't help but smile. He is so much smaller than me and he is trying to threaten me. "Now" he growls. "Fine" I stop moving.
"Good now, Christina, come with us and nothing bad will happen to your...friends" he speaks slowly and carefully.
"I can take care of myself" Luna says to Christina. She sighs. "I know, but...this is much, much bigger. OK? Now, I'm going with them...and promise me you won't try to find me" she speaks in a hushed voice.
"Please hurry up" says the man impatiently. "Shut up. Now Myles, do not let her find me. Please?" She begs. I nod.
"Now we are going" says the man walking to the door. The men with guns pick up Christina and walk to the door.
"No" Luna yells getting to her feet. She's going to attack him. I sigh and jump down the stairs to stop her. I'm just too late.
She reaches the man with no gun and jumps on his back. Really? I ask myself.
I grab her hips trying to pull her off him. She kicks me in the chest, making me stumble back unable to breathe. She screams. What happened? I see blood. I didn't hear a gun shot. That's not good.
I get up and manage to pull her to the floor. She groans trying to get away.
"Stop" I yell. No use. She keeps trying to get away.
"Yes, keep her there...while we leave, thank you" says the man, rather snarky too. They shut the door and I hear them walk down the hall. But I know one of them is still standing there.
I groan and manage to room on top of her. "Get off me" she moans trying to wriggle away. Somehow I manage to pin her down. Finally. I sigh.
"I hate you" she yells at me. "I know" I reply. She goes to yell something else but she stops. "You what?" She says a little more calmer now.
"I know, you must hate me. Sadly I've been in your position... too many times."
"I don't care!" She yells. That surprised me as much as it did her. I can tell by the look on her face. "I still hate you...and please, forget us...and, and, and" she is trying to figure out more things to say.
"And, I am doing this for your own good." I sigh. "Yeah right. Now fuck off, leave me alone." She says trying to wriggle away again. Now I know where the blood came from. Her jaw. He must have had a knife. Of course. He wouldn't come here unarmed.
"Promise you won't go after her"
"Yeah sure" she says rolling her eyes.
"No, not good enough. Say I promise not to go after Chris, or any of them"
"Fine. I promise I won't go after Chris or any of them"
I know she will never go back on her word. Neither will I.
"Good. Now stop hating me, and let me fix that cut." I lean back so I sit on her stomach. "What cut?" She asks trying to hide it.
"Really?" "I can stop hating you and I will be annoying as fuck, or, I will hate you and...be annoying as fuck"
"How about you stop hating me and I will do this" I fit my mouth to hers. When I pull away I know she'll say something to wreck this moment.
"I can't be fixed by a kiss" she says with sadness in her eyes. "How bout sex?" I joke trying to lighten her mood. She smiles.
I hear the man outside the door chuckle then run down the hall trying not to give up his cover. Lines face brightens.
"You made me says that so he would think I wasn't going to come after them."
"We, we weren't going to come after him." She smiles.
"Now I'm almost fixed" she says with a devious smile. "Sex?" I ask. She nods. "Yay, I was hoping you would say that"
I slide my arms under her back, pulling her up as I stand. I pick her up and spin her around. She laughs. I love her.
I lift her higher. She drapes her legs around my waist. I carry her upstairs to my room. She sighs.
"Don't worry I've got a plan." "About sex? Or Chris?" "A bit of both" I smile. She slides her legs off me and gently pushes me back, until I hit the door making it close. I think she has a few ideas about sex too. And I'm good with that.