Rose's Promise (One Direction/Nikita Crossover)

Chapter Fifty-Two: Get Up And Fight

Third Person

Two hours ago

Nikita came back from her late grocery shopping. When she looked into her empty loft, she dropped her bags at the shock: everything was a big mess. Her bed, flipped over. The couches and chairs, threw ten feet away from their usual spots. Her curtains, rippen.

She took her gun and did a quick perimeter check, thinking it was Division.

"Rose? Are you here?"

Nikita asked that, even though she knew the girl was at the boys' soirée.

"Michael? Is there anyone?"

Nikita was walking into the mess. She saw a rippen pink dress, and did the conclusion it belong to Rose since she never saw it before. Her foot almost slipped on two pieces of paper. She frowned and took both pieces, and sticked them back togheter like a puzzle.

A photograph of Rose and Harry.

Nikita understood: "Oh no."

An hour later

Nikita was minding her own business, at her computer, her mind on Rose. She didn't know where she had left, knowing that if her and Harry broke up, she must've leave Philadelphia. She was worried: she had no news from the girl. Or from Michael, either.

A notification on her computer got her out of her thoughts. She clicked on it and frowned; an email. She had no idea where or who it came from.

It's me. Don't ask how I know, but Percy is planning to capture Zayn!!! Hurry up, I won't make it in time!

Nikita didn't ask herself any more questions, despite she craved for a lot of answers. She closed her computer, grabbed her gun and ran outside her loft to her white van.

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Present time

Rose P.O.V

After my right hand being handcuffed on the wall by the guards who left me alone with Michael, and fixing a dot in this dark circular room, I heard a groan. Michael was finally waking up, after God knows how many time.

"Michael... you're okay?", I asked in a little voice.

Michael grumbled: "I think so... what happened?"

"Percy tricked the gun with an electric trigger, so you got shocked."

"Of course... that son of a bitch."

After taking a few minutes to sit correctly, groaning at the pain, he looked at me after struggling on his handcuffed hand.

"It's no use.", I said.

He finally broke the silence after a while: "Why did you come here?"

I shrugged: "My boyfriend dumped me. He thinks I'm a monster. But he doesn't know I was protecting him from the real monster. He didn't even let me explain. I was just so sick of this so-called life I've been living for the past 8 years. I wanted to end everything once and for all, but... it didn't happen the way I planned to, of course.", I let out a dry laugh at the end.

Michael looked down, and back at me.

"Did you know?", I asked, fixing a dot again.

"Know what?"

I looked at Michael, my lip trembling. "That Nikita killed my mother."

Michael gulped: "Percy showed you the video?"