White Dove

Chapter 1

White Dove

Chapter 1 (Abby’s POV)

I groaned as I got up from the cold hard ground that I was roughly forced to before the door slammed shut. I tried to get up but when I tried to stand up, my right foot gave a sharp pain that caused me to yelp in pain. Shit…I think I broke my ankle. That’s fucking brilliant! Remind me why I decided to get back into this shit again!

“Abby? Is that you?” I heard a weak voice call out.

My head snapped up and I crawled over to the source of the voice. I gasped as I saw it was Perrie! She looked like hell reborn to be honest. Her purple hair was all wild and untamed and her blue eyes had bags under her eyes. Her skin was covered in dirt and her clothes were badly torn and she had several cuts on her body.

“Shit…Perrie, you look terrible” I said before I groaned as I realized I let my mouth just fly with words without thinking.

“Usually, I would glare at you for such a comment but I can’t deny it” She shrugged.

“Abby?” Another voice asked. I recognised the voice as Danielle Peazer, Liam’s now ex-girlfriend. Her eyes were a haunted brown and her hair a frizzy brown. Her body was as trim and beautiful as ever but she happened to have a few cuts and bruises thanks to this whole situation.

“Dani? What the hell are you doing here?” I asked her, completely bewildered.

“Well I kind of got kidnapped with Perrie. Abby, Eleanor’s hurt” Danielle said to me urgently.

“Where is she?” I asked Danielle and she led me to the side of the room where a beautiful young girl was laid against the wall. Her hair was a glossy brown but quite untamed. Her eyes were a soft brown but they held intense pain in them. Her skin’s a beautiful crème white but the only thing tainting it was a stab wound on her side. I recognised her as Louis’ ex girlfriend! What was she doing here?!

“Shit! How long has she had this wound for?” I asked them.

“About a day…She won’t wake up” Danielle said with a sort of choked out voice.

I quickly checked the girls pulse. It was weak and I needed to get it strong again…I quickly tore off some of my shirt and placed pressure on her stab wound and waited and checked her pulse again. It was slightly stronger but I knew this wouldn’t work forever.

“Tell us, Abby…how are the boys?” Perrie asked. I could hear her desperation easily.

“Well…” I began.

***

Three weeks ago.

“Katie! Turn off that bloody radio!” I screamed at my sister in all but blood as she turned the radio onto One Direction.

Katie rolled her brown eyes at me before flipping her long brown hair over her shoulder and turning the radio off. Katie and I had quit from the CIA a while ago now…almost a year! Katie and Louis broke up because of some random reason but soon Katie found love with a super soccer star, Dylan Riley. I was surprised but then again, it was her life, not mine. She and Dylan live together while I live in my own flat, just fifteen minutes away from Katie and Dylan’s house. Harry and I broke up because the bastard decided to go ahead and date Taylor swift. Fine by me. Liam and Danielle broke up as well but Brittany and Niall were still going strong as well as Zayn and Perrie.

“Honestly, Abby, you and Harry broke up like six months ago. Isn’t it time to get over him?” Katie asked me in a kind voice, but I could see her anger and seriousness in her eyes.

“I’m over him, Katie” I told her as I rolled my green eyes. I dyed my hair to a deep blood reddish black.

“Yeah well moping around isn’t exactly going to convince me otherwise” Katie snapped at me.

“Yeah because you had to kill your parents and play God” I hissed at her in reply, before giving her an intense glare.

“You know what, I don’t care. Keep moping around but you’re the one missing out on life, Abby, not me nor Harry” Katie sighed to me before leaving my apartment, leaving me to peace and quiet.

I sighed deeply. This always happened whenever my sister came over. We always argued about my moping around. Honestly, I was just sick of all this bullshit. People say I’ve changed. I disagree! Life changed me. I never changed myself.

I grabbed the keys to my motorbike and jumped on before speeding off to the cemetery where someone, not even Katie knows, I love lies. It was my cousin. No one, not even the CIA knew about him. I managed to put his family into a protection program until they were all killed, except for my cousin. He and I got along like brother and sister…dear god, I miss him so much. I remembered how he died so vividly, it was like I was still there. He was run over by a car after a party…I didn’t know who the car belonged to but I swore if I ever found out, I would be exchanging foul words with the driver.

I collapsed by his grave, pictured my cousin in my mind and tears sprang to my eyes and I sobbed my heart out. He understood me. He understood my pain of killing my parents. I guess he knew me better than my sister in all but blood. Ever since it was discovered that my mother pulled the trigger, killing Katie’s father, there has always been this tension between us…

I stopped crying around about eleven PM before I decided to go to the park, where I knew it would be quiet and I could think to myself instead of sitting her crying. I picked some roses by a rose bush nearby and placed the roses on my cousin’s grave before going to the park.

I arrived with no issue as I collapsed onto the park bench and just watched the cars fly pass, not even caring that there was a young adult sitting there, waiting for a miracle…

“Well…I certainly didn’t expect to see you here, Storm” A familiar voice said to me.

A young girl, with dark blue eyes and bright blonde hair came and sat beside me before offering me a cigarette. I smiled before taking it off her and lighting it with my own lighter. The girl pulled out another cigarette and lit it for herself. This girl is Hannah, one of my best informants, but also the hardest of my informants to find when I need her. But I could still track her down.

Hannah was a run away from a foster home many years ago and she’s been living out on the streets ever since. She loves the freedom more than the money, she always said. I found her on our Black Swans mission. Damn…it seems like such a long time ago!

“I’m surprised to see you here too Freya.” I said to her with a slight tilt of my head before taking the cigarette to my mouth and taking a deep breath.

“I have some information I think you might be interested in” Hannah said to me. I raised an eyebrow, employing her to continue.

“Three girls have been walking around, saying they were sent there by you for information” Hannah continued.

Now that did get me interested. My eyes widened before narrowing suspiciously. Who the hell was going around MY informants asking for information?

“What sort of information?” I demanded of her. Hannah just shrugged.

“They never came to me. I was just hearing rumours on the street when it came up. I thought that maybe I should see if it was true before giving away information. None of the other informants have given away any information too, by the way” She said to me with an eye roll.

“You know me too well”

“I spend way too much time around you, Storm, I think it might be bad for my reputation as a heartless bitch” Hannah said to me, her mouth twitching into a smile.

“You? A heartless bitch?! Never” I replied sarcastically while she barked out a laugh.

I finished off my cigarette just as Hannah had finished hers. We nodded at each other before Hannah left me alone on the bench.

Call me paranoid, but I swear I could feel someone’s eyes on me.

And it wasn’t Hannah’s.