There Will Be Lies || COMPLETED

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I got up the next day, feeling tired and unprepared for the day at school.

Stress was eating me up inside - so much so that I couldn't bring myself to even have breakfast.

There were only two more days until it was Friday.

Absentmindedly, I opened the front door of my house to leave for school when outside waiting was Blake.

What is he doing here?

His gaze locked with mine and he smiled, his dark hair gently swaying in the breeze.

"Hey Tess," He said, placing his hands in his pockets as if it was normal for him to walk to school with me in the morning.

"Blake?" I replied in surprise. I closed the door behind me and he hesitantly extended his arm out to hold my hand.
I took it cautiously, abandoning all of my rules of avoiding him just for that moment.

"I thought I'd check on you because yesterday you seemed upset," His face softened in empathy. "Do you still not want to tell me why you were upset?"

I shook my head dismissively, "It's just that I miss my family..." My voice trailed off and I cleared my throat. "With my mum away for work, leaving my aunt to look after me, and my dad - gone - I've been feeling not the best for the past couple of days."

He nodded solemnly and gently squeezed my hand. For the rest of the way to school, I held onto his like it was a lifeline, that I couldn't let go.

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The day was long and I couldn't feel myself concentrate during lessons or anywhere.

It was only two dreadful, miserable hours later that it was finally break and I allowed myself to relax, pretending to engage in Freya and Ivy's conversation while my mind was millions of miles away...

Abruptly, my phone rang, disrupting my peace. There could only be one person trying to call me: Marshall.

Freya raised her eyebrows at me, "You should probably put that on silent, you wouldn't want that to ring loudly during lesson time."

I winced and rushed away to the corner of the school grounds to answer it.

"What are you doing ringing me in school?" I hissed at him, before he could even say a word. "What if someone finds out?"

"Sorry," Marshall muttered. "I just wanted to let you know that as soon as you kill Blake Evans, you will be escorted to Bournemouth for your next mission."

"You already have info on that?" I whispered incredulously and my stomach churned in anxiety.

"Yes and we need to take you quickly out of London after you're done here, in case anyone joins the dots to find out that you were the one who killed him."

I bit my lip hard, feeling my heart beat get so fast that it felt as if it wanted to escape through my throat.

"Although, Blake has infringed the law, it would be best for no one to find out who killed him or how he died," he continued and my fingers fidgeted in anticipation.

I still wish I knew what he did...

"Now, do you remember the plan for Friday?" Marshall questioned - I felt as if I was being interrogated, because he knew I remembered. How could I forget?

"What? No!" I almost shouted in reply, then lowered my voice. "What if someone hears?"

"I need to know if I can trust you. This has been your biggest task yet."

I sighed and whispered hurriedly, feeling the eerie tingling sensation of being watched, "I'll go to the party, get him alone with me then without him noticing I'll swipe the Batrachotoxin poison in contact with his skin. He'll be dead in an hour."

I looked to the ground and saw a shadow of a figure beside me that definitely was not mine.
I froze: was someone eavesdropping on me?

I turned my head, in fear to look behind me, but no one was there.

I exhaled the breath I hadn't realised that I'd been holding in.

"And...?" Marshall added teasingly making me wanted to punch him for being so difficult like this.

"And I'll call you when I'm done," I replied rolling my eyes. "Are you satisfied now?"

"Very," He said maliciously, making me feel uneasy.

Marshall had never been a kind character but recently, he had changed; he seemed even more apathetic and hateful to the world than before. However what was different, was that he acted like he badly wanted something - but I didn't know what.

He hung up the call and I leaned against the burly trunk of the tree I was standing next to.

The shadow was now gone.

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Who do you think it was? 😬
~Debs ♡