Kill or be killed

Its to protect you

I was in my office finishing work while Sanchez was resting from 'Jet lag' but also thinking about how the fuck I can make Sanchez remember everything again.

Two knocks came at my door, "come in"

Ace entered the room, and stood in front of me while I carried on looking at my paper work.

"You okay?"
He asked sitting down in front of me.

I mumbled a yes while signing a few things.
"Veronica you haven't left your office since we arrived"

"Ok?"
I said meeting his eyes but seeing something under his eye.

"You get a new tattoo?"
I asked tilting my head.

"It's serpent"
He said also showing one on his neck.
"But anyway, keeping Sanchez here would be a bit difficult since he doesn't remember what your life is like".
Ace just went on with things that i didn't already think about.

"And in the end I think the best option is, that when he's healed. Send him back to his hometow-"

"Ace get out"
I said meeting his eyes.
He nodded knowing his plan wasn't going to work.

All I want right now..is to finish my work and rest.

                         ~ Sanchez' Pov ~

"Ow! Fuck me!"

My hands pressed against the wet floor tiles and slowly pushed myself up.
Wrapping my towel back around me I harshly bit my lip and placed my hand over my stitches.

"Fucking hell..."
I whispered looking down and making sure there was no blood.

I walked over to the sink and placed both hands on it while looking at my face.
A lot of emotions ran wild but I splashed myself with cold water getting over it.

Walking into the room I went to the clothes that were piled on the bed and picked it up.
But suddenly my door opened.
Turning I saw Britney walk inside on her phone

"Could have knocked?"
I said glaring her down.

"Guess your fucking attitude hasn't changed has it?"
Britney spat bitterly before walking over to me.

"I heard you fall"
She said with absolute no emotion in her voice.

"I slipped but I'm fine"
I said going back to unfolding my clothes.
"If you start to bleed or anything go down to the medic people. I don't know their names"
She said putting on a fake smile

"Oh can you pass me the cream"
I said pointing over at it
"Excuse me?"
She said as if she was a person of fucking royalty.

"Veronica told me to put it on"

Britney shaked her head and grabbed the cream bottle before slamming it on my hand.

"Being a little nice won't hurt you.."
I mumbled to which she heard

"I don't like you Sanchez. And I never will so suck it up"
She said going towards the door

"Oh you know..I'll just go tell Veronica that Britney hurt me.."
I said smirking.

Britney was half way out the door but suddenly froze.
Her eyes travelled up before turning around.

"What did you just say.."
She whispered
I furrowed my brows hearing her tone

Was she that scared of Veronica?

"Relax I was joking.."
I said but her face didn't change making gulp

"What did you say Sanchez"
She said a bit louder, inching closer.

"I said I would tell Veronica that Britney-"

She suddenly pushed me down on the bed and pulled her gun out.
My eyes widened and I quickly raised my hands above my head.

"Woah!"
I yelled seeing the gun pointed In my face.

"What the fuck are you doing!"

"How much did you pay the hospital huh?"
She asked tilting her head.
At this point I was utterly confused on what she was on about

"Can you tell me what your talking about instead of pointing a gun at me!"
I shouted but it didn't faze her

"Go on. Talk. Tell me how much you payed the hospital to pretend like you lost your fucking memory!"
She yelled pointing the gun closer in my face.

My face dropped for a second along with my heart.
I slowly met her eyes and gulped.

"Huh?!"
She spat resting the gun directly on my forehead.

"I don't know what your talk-"

"I never told you my name"

Silence filled the room and but she cocked her gun.

"I-I don't..I overheard someone call you"
I quickly said as my heart stammered against my chest

"I just arrived ten minutes ago. If you lie to me one more fucking time I will blow your brains out. And using your memory from the first time we met..I think you know that I will do it"
She said raising a brow.

I'm fucked. She knows because I'm too stupid to stick to something!
"Ok ok..I'll talk.."
I said knowing I can't get out of this one.

She lowered the gun and pulled a chair to sit in front of me.
But the gun stayed pointed at me

"Go on"
She said

"I have faked losing my memory but you can't tell Veronica. I'm doing it for a reason-"

"What's the reason"

I looked down and then back in her eyes
"I've put her through so much..before I came into her life she was doing well. But with me so many problems started. If I pretend like I don't know anything then it will be easier on her..she will make me 'remember' so that soon enough..everything will be okay.."
I said softly looking back down

How many more lies will leave my mouth..

Britney processed that information and while she was silent my heart was beating like crazy.
All it would take is one shot to kill me at this point.

It was quiet for a few more seconds but then finally she lowered the gun

"I will stay quiet on my end for two more weeks. If you mess up even one bit I will tell her..okay?"
She asked raising a brow as I instantly nodded

"Thank you.."
I whispered as a sigh of relief left me