Broken

Broken- Chapter sixty four

When I woke up, I was in Sean's jersey. I sat up and looked over at him. His torso was bare, the sheet covering his bottom half. I smiled and reached my hands out and ran them over his abs. I stopped and frowned after I realized how poorly I treated Sean.

I felt so bad. All he was trying to do was help. I felt as if I've taken advantage of him. I felt so bad oh my gosh. And my breakdown last night was no help.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek and I instantly wiped it off. But that didn't stop others from coming. A sob escaped my lips and I felt Sean shift. He kept wiping my eyes as if that'll do something.

Sean's eyes spelt opened and he slowly turned his head towards me. Worry covered his face and he say up. He took his thumb and forefinger and raised my head slowly to look at him.

"What's wrong babe?"

I shook my head and tried to control my tears.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you last night," I sobbed, "you were just trying to help me and I went off on you."

He pulled me I to a hug, wrapping his warm and muscular arms around me. He kissed the top of my head.

"It's okay. You were hurting, I understand that."

He pulled away shortly after and looked at my eyes. "Can I kiss you?"

I smiled a bit and leaned in to kiss him but a message notification stopped me. Sean and I both received it.

Come to the agency as fast as you can. An emergency file just came in.

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"Faith, I see you're doing better."

I fold my arms and glare at the man in front of me who just has a smirk on his lips. Sean sat quietly besides me.

Ed slid two files towards us, one each, and I opened it. I raised my eyebrow at him when the persons photo was just a black silhouette with a white question mark on it.

"Can't wait to find him," I said dully, adding an eye roll.

Ed narrowed his eyes at me, sending me a stern look.

"Clearly we don't know who it is. He's a local and international drug leader. They call him the drug lord."

"Well can't we just track him and kill him? Why does he need a title?"

He sighed and leaned back into his chair, interwinding his fingers, "He isn't a regular scum bag drug dealer. He has stations all around America, places you wouldn't even suspect. The school, the little rundown market that sells fruits and vegetables, banks and practically anywhere you can think of. He has people to do his little dirty work for him. And when he doesn't need them anymore he kills them. He never come out of his hiding, he's a coward. I need you two to locate all his stations and bring him out of his hiding."

Sean chuckled under his breath and said, "You said two to."

I stared at him blankly and let out a breath, "Moving on..."

Ed looked at me and smirked, "Guess who gets to go back home...Jessie."

My eyes widened and my throat started to close in and a lump formed replacing my voice.

"You mean-"

"You're going back to Washington."

I violently shook my head and tears started to form, "No."

"Why not? You wanted to go back-"

"Exactly. Wanted to go back. I can't go there...they all think I'm dead."

"You're going and that's final," he said in his stern voice.

Sean and I stood up picking our the file. He went to intertwine our hands put I pulled away and walked out of the room leaving him staring at me.

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Zack's POV

I rolled my eyes as I tried to escape from my co-worker's clingy grip. I know I shouldn't have  done it with her in the closet. If I had known she'd be so clingy I would have ignored her.

"Zack," he held onto my arm and I tried to push her off me. I couldn't even remember her name and I've been working here for three weeks.

If only I hadn't flunked high school I wouldn't be in this predicament. After what happened to Jessie and then with Andrew I just couldn't focus on my schoolwork anymore. I dropped out and my parents couldn't convince me to go back so my dad tried to pass the ownership of his dumb business to me.

I told him everything I ever wanted to that day. I've never swore like that in my life. I never knew my voice could go so loud.

I moved into my own house, which I shamefully admit was bought by my father, and now I'm at this crap hole of a job.

I was about to walk out of the closet when I heard a beeping sound. I looked down and saw a round gadget attached to the wall. My eyes widened and I pushed the girl off of me and ran into the old shoe shop which nobody comes into.

"Baldwin!" I yelled trying to find my boss. He was short and burly and his hair was thinning and grey.

I saw him behind the counter with a customer passing them a bag with white powder. My eyebrows knotted together and I walked closer to him, "Is that-"

He pulled out a gun and pointed it at me and I raised my hand in the air, "Woah."

The man he was selling to ran out of the store without paying him and Baldwin cursed under his breath.

"I didn't want to do this but I can't have you knowing-"

Before he could finish, his glass windows were smashed in and two people entered, a man and a woman.

They both had guns in their had and the woman shot Baldwin and the girl whose name I never bothered to leave.

A loud bang was heard and shoes, glass and pieces of the building went flying everywhere. The area was surrounded in flames and I covered myself with my hands, providing little protection.

The smoke made me squint my eyes as I couldn't see anything. I saw a figure rising in the smoke, dressed in all black. She had curves in all the right places and she wore black knee height boots. A male figured accompanied her and he was very muscular...but not more than me, obviously. I couldn't make them out in the cloud of white.

The smoke finally dispelled and my jaw dropped and my eyes popped out of their socket.

It couldn't be...she's dead.

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THEY DID NOT HAVE SEX! 😂 💕