A/n Hello my lovelies, welcome back!! over 670 views!!! Holy Fudge. I'm sorry about the last chapter but as I said, I needed a proper reason for Jordan to go after Victor. I actually hate myself for writing that her parents were hurt. like physically hate myself...this chapter with have a few bad guy POVs and scenes as such. and these Nightcore covers of these songs work very well with the mental state of Jordan and the others. Enjoy, let me know your thoughts etc. Fair warning- long chapter, interesting but long.
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Jordan Maston POV
I felt weak. I felt exposed. I felt useless.
I know Miles didn't care, he just wanted me happy, but I felt weak crying. I had cried so much lately. with Eli's threats and the imminent threat of Victor. and now my parents in critical condition and I couldn't do anything about it.
That however was a lie. There were several things I could do. I could find Victor. I could destroy his plans to take over and Kill Mason. I could destroy his life the way he's attempted to do to mine.
Better yet....I could find him and kill him. Myself.
"Miles?" I ask pulling away from his embrace. He cupped my face and looked at my glazed eyes. "I-I want you to teach me how to shoot." his worried expression changed into one of defiance. "No. Angel, I don't want you in this Life..." he states shaking his head.
"I am IN this life whether we like it or not. My-, they put Belle and Seth in the hospital, and my parents could die. I can't just sit here, and tap at a computer. I need to find the Bastard that is ruining my life and hurting my loved ones. What if he comes for you? I know you can handle yourself, but so could Belle and Seth and look what happened to them? and my Parents? My- I cant lose you too, not even Leo or Marco, or Jace or even Sam, Terry, Evan and Derek. we've become some weird fucked up family...and the thought of losing any one of you hurts." I state as I stand up and walked to the bathroom, I turned on the tap and splashed cold water on my face. I walked back past Miles and pulled out one of his t-shirts. I pulled off the towel and my wet bra and crop top and pulled on the dark grey shirt. "Angel...." Miles sighs as I turned around to face him. "My- I need this. I need to be able to protect myself and you. Look, if you don't want to teach me, I can get one of the other guys to help. okay? there won't be any hard feelings I promise." I say as I pecked him on the cheek and walked out the room. I walked down the hall, leaving Miles stuck in place. I walked into my room and grabbed a pair of black sweatpants. I took a deep breath and walked out again. "Angel..." I turned my head and saw Miles standing near the stairs. I walked past him and down the stairs.
I wiped my eyes once more before entering the dining room, it was quiet. No. it was silent. I looked up and all eyes were on me. "I want you guys to teach me to Shoot." I say staring at Jace, Leo and Marco.
"What? Jords no..." Marco says shaking his head sadly.
"No." Jace says crossing his arms over his chest.
I turned and looked at my last hope. Leo. "Jordan..." he says averting his gaze. I sigh. "Fine, I'll do it myself and probably get myself killed." I say turning around and walking back into the living room.
I grabbed my laptop and walked out to the pool area and sat down on one of the sunbaking chairs and opened it again. the screen lit up.
I need to find him. I will find him.
I don't know if I will have the guts to kill him but I need to face him.
'Infiltration is complete, remain dormant until advised.' my eyes looked over to Knox's embedded message. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I looked back at the screen and began writing lines of code to help find Knox and the others.
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Kidnapped By Assassins: A Hacker's Story (Book 1 Hackers & Assassins Series)
HumorJordan Maston, an 18-year-old Senior in a small American town. Known as the 'Virgin Jordan' at school and most likely the whole town, she is seen as the 'freak' with no friends, add to the mix that her parents didn't want her, she was in and out of...