Long Way To Go ⇴ Syndisparklez

Chapter 22: Bitter Or Sweet?

A/n: 3.7k reads... I feel too honored...

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Jordan's POV  (:0)

"I...I really like you too, Tom." I replied with a grin. It was quiet after that, just us staring at each other. "So... Are we like.. A thing now?" He asked and it was hard not to laugh. I'm not going to say I really like someone and then say we're not a thing, that would just be a dick move. But does he want that? Oh no I'm psyching myself out now... "Only If you want to be.." I replied. Was I just getting my hopes up for nothing?

"Well then, Jordan, will you be my boyfriend?" Tom asked and my face turned crimson red. It's been a long time since I've heard that... And I can't lie, I absolutely love hearing those words roll off Tom's tongue. "Of course." I replied, pulling him into a short, sweet kiss. That's when I heard a scream, and the sound of wood hitting against wood. We both turned to see Alice with a big grin on her face, and the wooden plank at her feet. She was wearing a red slimming dress, high heels, and she had make up on like she was ready to go to a club.

"I KNEW IT! I TOLD YOU YOU LIKED HIM TOM!" She yelled, picking up the wooden panel. Tom's face turned bright pink. "Anyways, sorry I just had to fangirl about that for a minute. I'm going to Mike's house, it's his little sisters birthday, Savannah. I'll be back at 10, so if dad looks for me tell him I'm at Mikes." She said, picking up the panel of wood and brushing past us, opening the door.

"Wait, where is he? He should be home by now." Tom asked.

"Oh, you mean dad? Yeah he's upstairs." She replied, closing the door behind her. I don't know how she could walk out there without a sweater, it's freezing!

Tom's POV (yay!)

He's... Home? How the hell did I not notice? Am I crazy?! 'No you just didn't notice him since you were thinking about Jordan.' Wisdom replied with a smart-ass tone. Well even if I did notice him it isn't like I would care. He's a dick and not matter what happens I still hate him. "Shit..." I heard Jordan whisper as his phone started ringing. "I-Uh- I'll be right back." He said, walking towards the storage room. Wonder what the hell is wrong. But I guess that's not my business....

'Tell me, how is that not your business?'

What do you mean?

'Well when Wisdom gets--'

'Intuition, shut up, now.'

'..Yes sir..'
(Ooh kinky ;3)

Okay then.... You guys need some marital counseling or something... I wander up the stairs and into my room to see him in my room, leaning against the window sill, staring outside. What. The. Fuck. Why is this dipshit in my room? Fuuuuck. I was in a good mood too damn it.

"Oh hi, Tom. I saw that outside there. Y'know, you should've just let him walk off with that man... I raised you better" He said and I swear every muscle in my body tightened. "F*ck you! That's bullshit, you weren't there a f*ckin' bit! Who are you to say you raised me?! You didn't do shit! And what are you, a creep?! My life, you decided to not be apart of it earlier, so you stay out of it." I scoff.

"But I was there for 13 years and I--"

"--maybe you were there for 13, but Mum was there for 16."

"I don't give a damn Tom! Does your mother know about this?! Of course she doesn't! She's just a dumb whore smiling and getting drunk!"

"Mums not a whore and I'll force you down onto your knees and make you say it if I have to!"

It went quiet after that. No yelling. No screaming. Just the memories dancing around as hallucinations. When we found out he was cheating, when Alice was born, the day Mum first got addicted to Xanax. (Zan•Ex- a drug) When we were in court and found out we were being split, when we never saw my brother again.... I don't even remember his name... I don't have much memories of him at all... I felt like the world was trying to go to a better, happier place around me. The warmth of mum and Alice cooking in the kitchen, of me hanging out with my brother and father.. Oh how long ago that was...

???'s POV (same mystery person)

I groaned, laying in the bushes. I hated this. The woman with the purple hair didn't even tell me why! Usually I don't do jobs without knowing what the hell I'm getting into, but this, I'm terrified of that woman. She did tell me she's nicer when there's plenty of time, but, there's never enough time. We're all dying, right? Huh, that's the same thing I said when I got my first job as a hitman. I guess things go full circle.

I haven't seen ol' Alfie in a while... Or I guess he goes by 'Syndicate' or Tom now... Well that's what he's always been called actually. I repeated the address in my head, looking at the building. Yup, this is it. Mrs.Cassel recognized me and was really nice, telling me where Tom was staying.

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A/n: WOO YEAH YOU PROBABLY KNOW WHO MYSTERY PERSON IS NOW. Anyways  I posted something called "They Call You Crybaby" and it's Uh... Something you should read if you don't know much about me...  I was told to write everything true and I did.. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter :3