For the Love of a Patriot || 𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗔𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 ✔️ [#wattys 2018]

18 | Perdido Na Tradução

~The Recipe~
~Kendrick Lamar~

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"I'm a whole ass wreck and a half." I yawned, looking in the mirror and slightly rubbing my eyes. It was like 4:45 in the morning and I was taking my rollers out and getting ready to do something to my face so I at least didn't look like I had been crying in my sleep.

I had my phone playing music low so it wouldn't wake up Steve, but loud enough for me to feel the vibe of Kanye's 'Graduation' phase.

I made sure to pack anything that would entertain me during the nine-hour flight--my tablet complete with all of my Star Wars and Batman movies including Batman vs. Superman (because Henry Cavill was a god), my chess board, and a multilingual encyclopedia that I was required to have for my job.

I wanted to say goodbye to Steve but I didn't know if he was angry with me...or if I was angry with him. I didn't think I was...there was no reason to be but lately, I'd just been angry with everyone. Including myself.

Just to be safe, I taped a small little yellow note to his door.

'Back on Sunday. Have a little fun when I'm gone; but not too much and definitely not in the apartment.

Kisses, xx, RB...

Post Scriptum, please record The Walking Dead for me'

I scrawled a little cute smiley face on the bottom of the note and partially pretended that it would magically heal the cracks before there was a knock on my door.

I went to go open it and there stood two large men, clad in professional looking suits complete with a single clear curly earbud that lead somewhere into their jackets and a pair of sunglasses. They were both quite tall, though one was a white man maybe in his mid-twenties, early thirties with wavy dark brown hair, the other was an African American man possibly in his mid-thirties with neatly trimmed slightly curly hair and neatly trimmed beard. His ID badge read William Blakely.

"Good morning Ms. Bennett." The other one spoke with politeness but without any hint of a smile. "My name is Agent Dennis. This is Agent Blakely." He gestured his head back to the other one before looking back at me.

I gave a polite smile. "Good Morning." I looked back. "Let me just grab my coat and bags, I'll--"

"We can take your bags down for you." Agent Dennis nodded and I momentarily looked at him funny. "There's no need for that. I think I'll be fine." I gave a small smile that at least one person could tell meant I was irate.