Beauty, Brains, And Bullets // 5sos

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Agent B's point of view

I sat on their couch, my hand clutching a gun and my eyes focused on the television as Michael played some video games. I believe it was called Call of Duty but I wasn't sure. There are hundreds of games like this.

I watched as he gunned down enemy after enemy and as he yelled when he was gunned down himself. He huffed and when somebody's arm broke during during an interrogation, I couldn't help but slip back into my memories.

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"Are you going to tell us where he is?" He asked me and my partner. "Well?" He pressed as I stayed quiet.

My partner silently begged me to at least answer, even if I truly did not know. I didn't answer though, I was too afraid to and I couldn't find it in me to even part my lips.

"I see." He said and snapped his fingers. I was forced to watch as he took a knife and dug it into my partners arm, swiping it straight down.

A large gash appeared on his arm and blood dripped down so quickly. My throat dried as he grunted in pain, his jaw clenched and his eyes squeezed shut.

"This is your fault Agent. Are you going to tell us or not?" He asked me as he pressed the tip of the blade into my partner's stomach, unable to cut his other arm because the bone had already been broken. You could see it poke through his skin.

"I don't know where he is." I said, miraculously finding the strength to move my lips and use my voice. "I don't know." I repeated but that wasn't the answer he was looking for.

The blade slowly broke skin and I tried to turn away, but I wad unable to due to the grip some guy had on me. I had to watch as his dug the blade into my partner's stomach and I had to watch as he yelled in pain because of it.

"I'm sorry." I cried, my vision blurry and my stomach turning as blood pooled by his feet. "I don't know! I don't know!" I yelled honestly but it was too late.

The blade was ripped from his stomach and held up to his throat. The blade swiped and a large cut along his neck appeared. Blood spilled and gushed from the cut and I was thrown on the floor by my partner's feet, now covered in his blood.

"I will be back in the morning. If you still do not have an answer, you will end up like him." I was told and my heart hammered against my chest as a nearby radio sounded after they left the room.

"Agent B. Agent B. Come in. I have points on where you are located, do not move. I repeat, do not move. We will arrive shortly. Is Agent J with you?" It sounded and I scrambled towards it.

I picked it up and whispered quietly, cringing as my eyes fell upon my blood covered hands. "Agent J is gone. I repeat, Agent J is gone." I said and it was silent, other than the static.

"Very well. We are on our way, hold on Agent B. We are on our way, a helicopter will be there." They said and I nodded.

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