Hello! Thank you so much for reading and liking this story! you have no idea how much this means to me!
Also, I'm thinking on working on this other story that is really much more advanced than this one. A part of it is already posted its called Shadow but I'm erasing and posting the new version. well, I'm thinking about that. So, if you want, you can check that out! If I set my mind to do it. most Likely I wont :( but maybe just one chapter see how you like it :D
Sorry for the wait! :S I'll tell you one thing.. sometimes internet can be EVIL. I sit down with a set mind on writing and say let me jut check my email and so it goes on and next thing I know its midnight and I haven't written. Evil internet!
Minus one week for back to school as a junior! I'm so excited sooo hopefully I'll use that excitement to write! ta-dahhh!
I feel dumb... it's three thirty...in frikin freezing in my room... and my bro has school tomorrow so I'll piss him off with that tomorrow. TEE HEE! I'm evil.
Anyways... I don't know why I'm even writing here, tell me who reads?! again, I'm feeling dumb.
ohh! ohh! and blame One Tree Hill for the not writing too! I'm obsessed with it and I'm watching it from the start (Started season 3 yei me) and it's too damn long. I. FEEL. DUMB.
BYE. Peace & Love.
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Mission: Not Falling In Love With Him (13)
Dashing through the living room and after a couple more doors, Brian finally stopped walking.
"Let me guess this is where we get ambushed?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
He looked at me with pain clear in his eyes. Whatever game I was not falling. "No, this is where we get out."
"Oh so now it's 'we'. What happened to the 'you'" I spat.
"He died nearly a year ago." Brian replied thoughtfully.
I could not respond to that. My chest tightened but breathing in and out calmly helped release that. "You weren't the only one." I finally said.
"Open the door," Logan said cutting us off. I was thankful for that. "And if the minimum alarm goes on, be certain this bullet will be last thing you'll see."
"Kid, you'll hurt yourself with that." Brian said with a snort.
"Don't worry, I won't." I said raising the gun. Brian looked at me with a frown but then looked down painfully and turned to the door. Popping his head out the picked one of the keys that were set on a counter.
He motioned us to follow him. It was night outside and the cold wind hit me sending my senses high up. Few post light made the path clear for us to follow.
My gun was constantly press to Brian's head while Logan's stayed searching the area in case anyone came. The whole scenario was eerie familiar.
A little bit more than a year ago it was Brian's gun pointed to my head. One of the nights in Canada while he was keeping my brother's fiancée, Sarah, and a Russian government guy, he had discovered my hide out was, and with a gun constantly pressed to my head he made me lead the way toward what he expected the exit was. He hadn't known that I had planned for my dad and the police to be waiting us outside so it took him by surprise. But he didn't go down before dragging someone down with him. That night was something that I was constantly fighting against. As much force as I put into leaving it in the back of my mind it always came back to haunt me.
I hadn't done a good enough job and I've punished myself for that ever since.
But I'm not letting that happen to me again.
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Mission: Not Falling In Love With Him
Teen FictionNathalie Thomas' always known how to protect herself but that didn't prevent her from getting her heart broken. After almost a year, he comes back to hurt her in a different way while she is trying to protect Logan, her father's new subject. She nee...
