It Was Love: Complete

Chapter 1

                 

Alec's image ^^^^^^

" Nobia, why would you think I would talk sh*** about you to Natasha? You know your my one and only angel in this world," Alec said soothingly, holding me close to his chest. 

" Everybody thinks your..your making a mistake, Alec," I wept, " I'm a useless person, and you deserve better." 

" Don't ever say that," he snapped. He makes me face him, staring right at my eyes, sending butterflies to my stomach. " You are not useless, you are my love Nobia. You can never be replaced with any girl in my life. I only want you and only you in my life. I love you."

End of a Precious memory for me. 

Everyday of my life I have no purpose for anything, but my success. I walked through the busy streets of New York city, like a ghost showing no emotion for anything. Seven days, after Alec's death, I didn't care about anything, I was too busy focusing in school,  trying to forget about Alec . On the day of his funeral, almost his whole family and friends was present to his funeral, who said their final goodbyes, except for me.

 As I walk in to my apartment complex after hours of walking, I check to see if I have any mail in my mailbox.   " Excuse me, are  Nobia Atkin?"  I heard and turned towards a man, dressed in a black suit, holding a black suitcase.  

" Yes, and you are?" 

" I am agent Dominick  Francisco, and I would like to discuss about last weeks incident, in Russia," he said. All of sudden, Images of that old woman  killing Alec appears, I see his face, I remember our last kiss, the beautiful sun shine, Alec's smile, and everything bad that happened on that day. I realized that the agent was still here, and I was lost in my thoughts. " Are you okay Miss. Nobia?" he asked. I nod my head in return.

 " Yeah I'm fine," I replied, closing my mailbox," come on in." I led him inside my apartment, and asked if he wanted anything . 

" No thank you, I just ate before I came here from work." I sat right across from him, waiting for his interrogation to begin. He took out some papers from his suitcase, and laid papers on the table. It showed pictures of the old lady who killed Alec, and my father's photograph. " Do you know any work information about your father, James Atkin?" 

" He works at a stock company called Recipian Global department. He is a stock manager of that company," I said, " that's all I know about him." The agent writes on his notebook, writing in chicken scratch fonts. 

" How is your relationship between you and your father?" 

" We hardly talk to each other. Maybe once or twice a month. I ran away from home at age seventeen, since he was so abusive towards my mother, which caused her to commit suicide before my eighteenth birthday," I said looking down.

" Did your father go to jail for this crime," he asked.

" No!"

" Why not, didn't you tell the police anything?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at me.

" My father had many close friends, at the police department, he probably bribed them, to save his a**." The agent Jot down some more notes, and continues on asking me questions about my father, when it should've been more about me or most importantly, that incident. 

" Listen, I know you must be tired, but there's something I need to tell you Nobia," he said. " your father is involved with a group who assassin people for their money, business, markets, and system of records for any company name. All we know is their base is in Moscow, and your boyfriend must have a logical reason for his death, and there is!" 

" What do you mean by that? It's so f****** obvious that that old hag lady killed him for her own personal interest. That's it! End of story!" The agent sighs, pulls out a paper, and hands it to me.  It was Alec's photograph at first, but then I realized it wasn't.  Alec never had a deep scar on his right chest, that looked as if his chest was pierced with a arrow. 

" His name Yakov Smirnov, age 23. He was born in Russia, later grew up to become a agent for the Russian spies, who is indirectly the main cause for your boyfriend's death."  WHAT!!!!

" Wha..what do you mean responsible for Alec's death? I don't believe this!" I shrieked, unable to understand how the hell is possible for Alec to have a look-alike. 

" Because of him always ruining your father's group's mission, that old woman, who allegedly was involved in this mission, misunderstood that Alec was Yakov and killed him without giving him the chance to breath."

" SO YOUR SAYING THAT ALEC IS DEAD BECAUSE OF THAT BASTARD?" I screamed, pissed as HELL, " I MEAN WHY DID ALEC WHY TO DIE? WHY HIM? WHY NOT THAT YAKOV VAKO? HE'S INVOLVED WITH THIS FIGHT, NOT ALEC!" The agent didn't show any sign of anger, and remained calm. 

" I understand that this is hard for you take, but you must calm down. Please!" 

"  What can I do, to help you end this savage mission, and give Alec justice?" I questioned him, " Alec never deserved this and he deserves justice!" The agent looked like he was about to laugh, but I didn't give a crap about anything. My asshole father's is responsible for this, his group, that old hag, and Yakov. I will end this, even If I would have to sacrifice my life for Alec. I know I'm only 22 years old, still in college, but now I don't care about anything. I will find my father and teach him a lesson that he will never forget, from his own little girl.