Turn Against

Morning

I woke to Tyler murmuring in his sleep. Light shined through the curtains and cast an angel like appearance on his face.

At some point in the night I had turned around to place my head against his chest and tuck under his chin. His arms still firmly around me.

"Uhh Tyler wake up" I spoke and my voice sounded louder than I expected.

"Hmmm" his eyes blinked a few times and he realized our position. "Oh sorry " he said quickly unwrapping his arms and sitting up .

"Its ok I didnt want to wake you but you were crushing my lungs with your grip" I smiled as I got up to go fix my hair and brush my teeth.

When I reached the mirror I realized my eyes were puffy and my hair a tangled ball.

I did what I had to and quickly went to change when I got to the bedroom to grab clothes Tyler was slowly taking off his shirt stretching in the process. His boxers peeked up from his gym shorts. He snorted a laugh when he caught me staring and I blushed.

"Your turn" he smirked and winked "just kidding I'll leave"

Before he could get to the door I slowly teased my tank top off and stood in my sports bra. My shorts hung low enough to get a clear view of the ending of my tattoos which wrapped around my waist. Now it was his turn to stare. I smiled innocently and quickly pulled a baggy sweatshirt on.

"You're not the only one that can give a good show" I said giving all of the girlish attitude I could muster. I sashayed by him as he made a weird face at my sudden in modesty.

What the hell was wrong with me? He's definetly gonna get the wrong idea.

I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote
1) get to headquarters
2) secure all information revolving project 'living weapons'
3) expose what the government more specifically the military defense has done

For this plan to work I needed help.
There are others, there must be. They knew what they were doing when they got to me. The first task is to find out if any of the previous ones survived . To do so I had to still get to headquarters which was located in an abandoned base camp.

Of freaking course.

This would be the most challenging task presented even compared against the beginning of training. They beat anyone who didnt get what they wanted done the first time within an inch of their life. They used to strip me, soak me in water and lock me in a freezer after they busted a few ribs or bloodied my nose.

God forbid I make a sound.

I was going to have to gather backup soon but how was this going to work?

They made sure to keep us separated if there are others but I'm going to find them if its the last thing I do.