Beauty, Brains, And Bullets // 5sos

vii

Agent B's point of view

I walked into a gym, immediately going for the boxing gloves. I put them on and went towards the leather bag, swinging all my weight into it.

It swayed, left to right, back and forth. The other guys were busy with their own exercises, or maybe they were sitting around on their phones, I didn't know. I didn't care.

I repeatedly hit the bag, painful memories filling my head with each blow towards the bag.

-

"Agent." My teammate said as I stalled, staring at the man infront of me. "Hit him."

"But-" I glanced at the petrified children being held by their mother. A thich, beige rope binded them all together and duct tape covered their mouths.

"This is what we are trained to do B, hit him and get out the answers. It's how we must do this." She told me and I looked at the man hanging from the garage ceiling.

"I promise, I know nothing." He said and I pulled my fist back, my arm shaking a bit with unease because children were watching. His own children were about to watch their father get beaten.

I closed my eyes and landed the blow by his ribcage, hearing the family scream and beg and the man grunt in pain. "Where are they hiding?" I asked but he refused to give us the answer my teammate wished to have.

"I-I don't-"

"Again." My teammate said and I hesitantly pulled my fist back, hitting him in the stomach. I turned away from his family, unable to see the kids cry. His wife I didn't mind, but the kids, under ten years old, I could not stand to see.

"Are you going to tell us where they are?" My teammate yelled and the man repeated his answer, he didn't know.

"Maybe he doesn't-"

"Again." My teammate demanded and looked around the garage for something. I hit him again, as hard as I could and the man coughed. "Tell us or your wife is next."

"No, please no." He begged and I squeezed my eyes shut. I couldn't hurt his wife, she has done nothing. She and the kids were blackmail, not enemies themselves.

"Agent B-"

"A-Again, yeah, I know." I said and pulled my fist back. My teammate stopped me before I could and I looked at her.

"Use it. He'll spit the answer out even if a few bones come out with it." She said, a large wooden baseball bat in her hands. "Well?"

I hesitantly took the weapon and looked at the wife, who's eyes sere puffy and red. I shook my head and held the bat up high before swinging it.

Blood spit from his cough and I closed my eyes, blood landing on my face. "I-I d-do-on-"

"Agent B, you know what to do."

Fuck.

-

"Woah there tiger," Calum said and he set his hands on my arms. "Don't break the bag." He said and I looked at him.