Agent 298

Cross roads

He smiled as he looked up at me, then his smile faded a bit.

Tears kept pouring, pouring and pouring.

I couldn't believe it, I was Chris' target, that's why things were moving fast.

I composed myself, breathing heavily.

"That" I said, choking on my own tears..

"That bastard" I said, clenching my jaw and eyes.

I let out a little sob as Zander began to speak.

"I didn't think it would upset you this much" he said, in a way that made me feel like he didn't care.

"I trusted him" I choked out.

"He was one of 'my' kind. He understood me." Zander stood up, and nodded.

"He'll be here in about 10 minutes" he said, looking out of the window.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, being senciere.

I stopped my crying for a second and looked up at him.

This wasn't like him. This wasn't like him at all, he was a ruthless, heartless killer. And he loved being powerful and dominant.

He turned to look at me, jutting out his jaw ever so slightly.

He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh come on" he smiled

"Do you think I would normally kiss a girl for calling me a bastard?" He said, looking at me as if I was a small child.

He laughed slightly and placed a hand in his pocket.

"Normally I would kill her. But I kissed you." He said, walking up to me.

I was dumbfounded, shocked. Did this mean what I thought it did?

"Now what can we tell about that?" He said, brushing my hair out of my face.

My eyes widened as I looked into his.

He grinned and chuckled ever so slightly.

"Now she's got it" he said, patting my cheek lightly twice.

"But you almost killed me once" I said, furrowing my brow.

"Oh come on, think back." He said.

"I didn't almost kill you, I saved you." He said running his fingers down my jawline and tapping my nose.

"No you didn't" I said, slightly pissed off at the fact he just more or less slapped me.

He sighed and hit the bed.

"Oh I can't be bothered to explain it" he said, looking like a stubborn little child.