Beauty With A Gun (Hidden Beauty)

Chapter 9

Collins POV.

"Roxy....Roxy.... ROXANNNE!" I screamed in her ear. She glared at me finally taking her eyes off that Harold guy. I've been training him on my own the last few weeks and he is actually getting good, but I can't help but feel that training him isn't a good idea. We are here for a mission after all.

"What?!" Roxanne yelled at me. She's been acting weird, normally she can't wait to get back home. She's distracted a thought nagged at the back of my mind making me frown. Roxy doesn't get distracted.

"Are you ok?" I asked. I watched her pull up her walls as her eyes iced over.

"Yea I'm great." She murmured.

"Well we are suppose to go see Mark tonight." I reminded her thinking that'd cheer her up. I was shocked as she even hardened further. She stood up to leave and I grabbed her hand which she instantly yanked away from me. "Did something happen with Mark?" I questioned starting to feel angry. Roxy was more then a friend to me she was like an older sister. She took care of me and watched over me. When I cried she held me and threatened those who dared to try to harm me. When I got in trouble she took the blame. I knew Mark was into her even if she couldn't see it, but if he tried to force her.......

As I saw her walk away I noticed Harold staring after her sadly. I could barely hold back the groan. I'm going to have to get to the bottom of all of this. Fuck the mission.

I got up and got in my car. I'll deal with Harold while we spare later first Mark.

It took twenty minutes to reach the safe house. I knocked on the door and Ricky opened it. I nodded a greeting to him. He clasped my hand as he smiled towards me.

"Hey man what's up?" He asked curiously.

"Mark here?" I asked getting straight to the point. He frowned but nodded. He scratched the back of his head telling me he was nervous. Obviously he knows something happened, I started to get pissed.

"I'm going to get a bite to eat." He claimed walking past me. I walked inside to see Mark fiddling with a paper. I quieted my steps as I walked closer and peered over his shoulder. I was stunned at the photos in front of him. There was a whole folder filled with pictures of Roxanne. Ones from outside her room. I quickly scanned but luckily they all looked from far away meaning he's not sneaking into her room.

"What. The. Fuck." I hollered as my eyes landed on a certain photo in his hands. It was a photo of her when Boss through her out in her underwear in front of all of us. He claimed she was to modest for her next mission to seduce a young rich man out of his money. He froze in the chair before trying to close the folder, but I was faster. I flipped his chair over and started pounding my fists into his face. He attempted to try to block me, it was  a waste of an effort considering Roxanne trained me. "Is this why she won't come back here?! Did you try to force her?!" I demanded continuing to punch him. He finally passed out.

I grabbed the duct tape from the kitchen and duct taped him to a metal chair. I waited in a chair across from him. As I sat their I went through everything I witnessed when Roxanne "interrogated" a target. I steeled my face from all emotions and watched him. When his eyes stared to flutter open I gave a small grin. He flinched.

"Collins? I... I can explain." He started. I just shook my head at him. " We are in love." He declared. I couldn't help but scoff making him glare. Whoops.

"Whose in love Mark?" I asked knowing his answer.

"Me and Roxanne!"

"Then why is she ignoring you?" I asked cautiously.

"She's scared..... She doesn't understand." He answered. He sighed before telling me everything. Well.... his perverted version that is. I pulled out the gun I took from under the table earlier and pointed it at him. He started to laugh shaking the chair under him. "You wouldn't kill me Collins. You haven't even made your first kill yet."

I shoved the gun hard against his temple and whispered lowly. "Roxanne is like my sister. If she ever tells me you tried to push her into something or hell if I even think you hurt her, you can trust I will kill you. Heck Mark, I'd kill you and give her your head as a present if it'd make her happy." He looked unsure as I stood up and walked out of the house. Ricky was just walking back in as I reached my car.

"How'd it go?" He asked.

"It went." He went to go inside but stopped when I called after him. "Do me a favor man. Let him stay there overnight." He looked at me curiously, but nodded.

I checked my watch to see I had enough time to meet up with Harry. Hopefully I don't have to threaten his life too. I sighed before dialing Rebecca.

"Hey Collin." She purred down the line.

"Hey babe, whatcha up to?" I asked casually.

"Hanging with your sister, you want to meet us at the party?" She asked excitedly. I almost laughed trying to think how funny Roxy probably dances.

"Alright, just remember your sexy ass goes home with me." I heard her giggle before I reached the gates and told her I'd catch her later. I stepped out of my car to see Harry darting to his car. Where is he going? I saw him go to the passenger side of his car and pull something from his glove box. Is that? I shook my head, how would he get that? He turned around and ran right into me.

"Sorry." He mumbled before seeing me.

"Where did you get that?" I asked pointing to the stone in his hand. He turned the amethyst around in his hand. He looked up at me unsure before thrusting it at me. I unconsciously took a step back.

"She dropped it in my car will you give it back to her?" He asked the question more like a demand. I just stared at the stone like an idiot. I gave that to her ages ago when she once confided in me that she was scared that the Program were turning her into a monster, that one day she'd wake up and have no feelings any longer. I gave her that stone after some gypsy woman told me that it was amethyst ad that they protect you from negative psychic energy and emotions. I had been surprised when Roxanne took it and stuffed it in her pocket after hugging me for the first time since I had met her.

"Tell me why she's ignoring you." I demanded ignoring his held out hand. Ugh I hate deja vu.

"I.... I don't know." He stuttered, which just pissed me off after the day I was having. So, I took a move from my own play book and slammed him three times against the car behind him. All of a sudden I felt myself flung back and hit the ground. I looked up in shock to see Roxanne glaring down at me shielding Harold. What the fuck?