The Trio And Her

19 - Ham and Pineapple pizza (part 2)

I grinned as every single one of them looked confused for my choice of words. The thing is, I'm not a normal girl who has a lust for chocolate, my desire has always been cinnemon swirls.

"Sorry what?" One of them finally managed to speak, gobsmacked. I tried not to laugh at his expression.

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"One ham and pineapple pizza?" A guy from no where asked. I smiled as widely as I've ever done.

"Not now, as I was saying, your choice of words are rather odd-" I interrupted.

"Sorry but my pizza is getting cold," I turned around to see Cayden, can I add he is looking as hot as ever, who's actually holding the pizza. Chase, Alex, Jamie and two other guys I've never seen before stood in a line, with their arms folded and all with smirked expressions on their face.

I walked over to Cay, ignoring the guys from MI3 for a minute. As soon as I reached him, I said,

"I hope to god you got me Taxas BBQ," I narrowed my eyes at him. He smiled, opening the box. I stood back in disgust.

"You actually got me that disgusting thing?" I said, outraged.

"Woah there, I picked off the Pineapple!" He said with a serious face.

"Hmm, ok," I took a piece and looked at it carefully. Making sure there's -

"That's enough talking, we are trying to kill you 'ere," the first guy who spoke, spoke. I rolled my eyes.

"We aren't talking, as you can see I am eating," I say with my mouth full. Jamie laughed, unable to keep it in anymore.

"Jamie this isn't a laughing matter," I scolded at him, again with my mouth full. None of the guys could contain their laughter anymore, where as I just stood there, shaking my head.

After a few seconds they finally stopped, bringing their attention back to the guys from MI3. Cayden took my pizza away,

"Oi!" I exclaimed. No one takes my food away from me.

"Listen, MI3," Cayden spoke, so cold, so sincere, so bitter that I didn't even recognising him anymore. I was shocked.

"You are not going to be alive much longer so I'm willing to give you two choices: Go back to your place, tell them the deed is done, or, well, be prepared for a most sinister and painful death, what's it to be?" He smirked, I just stood there with my mouth open.

"Well, I am 'ere to kill Leah, Victoria James, and I'm not going to-" he didn't finish he's sentance. I looked at the guy next to Alex, questioningly. He saw the look on my face and shrugged.

"He was annoying me," I rolled my eyes but couldnt help but laugh lightly.

"You four? What is your choice in this?" Cayden looked at them, trying to keep in laugh.

"I'll tell him she's dead, never really liked him anyway, no offence," he added apologetically. I shrugged it off but smiled. One of them was on our side. We looked at their shocked expressions and we heard two more gun shots. Immediately, I looked at the first guy, he pointed at his mate, who looked just as shocked as us.

You done?" I joked, laughing. He broke into a wide smile came over and hugged me. I was surprised, but hugged back anyway.

"I'm Jason, he's my twin, Mase," Mase saluted, I chuckled.

"Thanks!"

"Don't thank us, thank Cayden, he's the one who needed us," he winked at me and I glanced my direction over to Cay, who was discussing something with one of the guys from MI3.

I miss him.

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Cayden's POV

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"Are you having pizza without me?" I overheard Ryan on the phone, I rolled my eyes. I honestly hate him.

"Cayden?" He gestured me to come over. I came, I don't know why, I just thought it must've been important.

"Leah is on the phone," my heart skipped a beat when I heard her name. What's happening to me?

""What's she-" he interrupted me.

"She doesn't ​like ham and pineapple, why's she asking for it?"

I stopped smiling. That can only mean one thing.

MI fucking 3.

"Tell her I'm coming," I literally ran out of the room. I know I've been a dick and all, but I really miss her. If only she wasn't friends with Ryan.

"Guys, it's code yellow banana," I shouted down the phone. Laugh all you want, but we made a plan. I never thought I'd say this, but,

It's time to kick ass.