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Y/N POV
"And, well.. we also found out that one of the members of the gang work for Schlatt&Co, too" I ramble to Alex while he wrote it all down on his notepad. "The one that works for the company is a higher-up, his mask is white and has angry eyes, while the other two have happy eyes" I add. Alex nods and doodles down the three masks.
"What about the explosion?" Alex asks me. I look at him confused. "I just.. I had this feeling it was connected somehow.."
"No, it.. it was connected" I glance at Alex before continuing. "One of the happy masks were found in the ashes of the home.." I watch as Alex adds a bullet point below one of the happy masks, found in explosion. "Alex," I get his attention. He quickly lifts his head and stares at me with worried eyes. He brings the notepad to his chest. I grab the top of it and slowly take it from him, he doesn't let go. "Alex," I repeat, he's obviously nervous.
"I'm fine" Alex assures me. "There's nothing wrong"
"What is going on with you..?" I whisper to him. He pushes me back slightly, making sure to keep a distance from me. I glare at him and he allows me to take the notepad. I read through it and he watches me, I truly couldn't find anything, he had only wrote what I had told him. "Tell me, Alex. I know something is wrong! What are you keeping from me?" I drop the notebook on the bed and lean closer to him, he raises his shoulders and hides his face from me. "You're scaring me, what the fuck is going on, Alex--?"
"I got fired"
I pause, leaning back slightly as Alex slowly lowers his shoulders and peeks at me. My eyebrows furrow and I sit up straight. "What?" I blurt out.
"I got fired. I had to hand in my badge and everything" Alex explains further, but I'm still taken aback. "It's-- it's okay though!" He grabs one of my hands with his two.
I tear up. "But why? Why were you fired? You didn't do anything wrong! You're a good guy.. why did they choose to let you go now?" I worried that it was because of me in some way, but I didn't know know if I did anything.
Alex laughs and wipes away a tear that escapes from my eye. "Y/N, I agreed with them" He admits. I'm left even more shocked. "I already told you this, I never wanted to be a cop.. this job just isn't for me. I kept getting injured and I think Sam doesn't wanna keep worrying about me. It's not like I'm dying, I just won't see you at work anymore" He tells me as some sort of reassurance. It only helped a little, but I was still upset.
"Was this the good news you had to tell me?" I push his shoulder. He snickers and shakes his head, his hands slip from mine so he can fix his hair.
