To Perish

Ch.8 Pushing to the limits

We spent the rest of the day attempting to teach me how to shoot a gun. Elliot didn't seem upset that I pulled a gun on him. Elliot was actually acting pretty normal. He didn't throw a fit, He didn't hit me. But at times he would get to the boiling point.

I left at 6:00. I went home and walked upstairs and fell asleep immediately.

When I woke up on Wednesday I felt like I was hung over. I went to work miserable. I barely talked to anyone. Except for for Jared. We ate lunch together. We decided we would go out this Friday. I tried to act like I was happy. But every time I did I thought of that damn gun in my closet. I swallowed thinking about it.

"You alright Heather?" Jared asked. I nodded but didn't respond.

When I got home I saw I had a text message from my Jen.

DINNER TOMORROW AT FIVE THIRTY???

I was about to yes, when I remembered I had another training session with Eliot and Carol.

Sorry I can't I have a date.

As soon as I sent it I knew I would regret it. I waited patiently for Jen to text me back.

WAIT WHAT?! SPILL THE DEATS!

I rolled my eyes and put the phone down. And I marched up to get a shower. I then went to go to bed. Then I came to a realization. That my life was so boring. I did the same thing everyday. But now things were going to change. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing. But just as I feel asleep, I thought, maybe something good will happen. Maybe.....

•••

"Come on Heather, I know you can do better than that." Elliot yelled.

I was soaked I sweat. Elliot had been teaching me how to defend myself. He hadn't even broke a sweat. I couldn't remember the last time I had worked out. I mean on Saturdays I would go for a walk around my neighborhood. But that was nothing compared to this.

"I am really tired, can we take a break." I begged.

"When someone is attacking you, your not going to be able to take a break." Elliot stated.

I got up in his face. For some reason I want afraid.

"I don't give a damn I am tired and I want a break." I said pushing him.

Then I saw Elliot's furious eyes stare into mine. He grabbed my arm and pulled me away.

"I'm sorry-

But he grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. I felt pain ignite my back as he slammed me against the cold cement wall. He then smacked his hand over my mouth.

"I don't think that you want to know the things I could do to you right now." He hissed darkly.

I tried to break free, but his grasp was so strong. He cocked his head to the right. And smiled darkly. And he licked my neck. I then out of pure adrenaline kicked him in the balls. Then I pulled my one arm free and I punched him. I kicked him in the stomach. He fell backwards holding his stomach.

"Don't you ever-

I was interrupted by Elliot's laughter. He was laughing so loud. He looked up at me and wiped the blood off is nose.

"Now that is what I was looking for, sweetheart." Elliot laughed. "If you did that when someone actually attacked you, you would be invincible Heather."

"But you did attack me." I said angrily. He grinned.

"True. But I wouldn't have done anything to you. I have no sexual desire for you." Elliot explained.

He then pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his nose. More blood poured down out of his nose. I walked over to him and grabbed the handkerchief. I tilted his head up. Then about a minute later I pulled his head back down. I looked into his dark brown eyes, I loathed him.

"I don't think it's broken." I whispered. He nodded. And I could her Carl's footsteps echo through the room.

"So I have news." -Carl announced- "Next weekend Ronald Higgins is having a party celebrating his 40th birthday."

"So..."

"We are going. One of Ralph's men will be there. And we have to make sure that they see the both of you together." He said.

"I still don't understand my purpose here." I snapped. Carl sighed.

"You are bait, Heather. Jacob Mathews would be your target. He is part of Ralph's little team. If you can distract him enough to put this needle in his skin."-Carl explained as he pulled out a syringe- "If we do this we are golden."

"No. We are not trusting her with this. If they see her doing it than all of this hard work goes down hill." Elliot argued.

Elliot crossed his arms I could tell by his face he wasn't going to budge.

"If we want to know their next move, we have to trust her." Carl snapped.

"I have a few questions." I asked politely as possible.

Elliot snorted, "Of Course you do." He yanked the handkerchief out of my hands.

"What will this syringe do? And how am I suppose to stab him with. You can't just walk up to someone and stab them with a syringe."

Carl and Elliot exchanged a glance. "The syringe will put his body into shock, in other words he will pass out. All you have to do Mrs.Summers is get him alone, seducing him would be the easiest course of action."

I sighed. And for a moment I realized how ridiculous this was. I mean everything. Elliot and I "dating" and me having to seduce another man. It was all absurd and unreal

"I don't know how to seduce anyone." I mumbled.

"Then what do you know what to do!" Carl hissed. "I mean seriously tell me."

That pissed me off.

"I didn't choose this! I mean your best friend forced me to do this." I yelled.

"You little-

"Stop! Please! As much as I enjoy fights, this is getting us nowhere. I will give her some tips. I am in a good mood and I am not going to let one of you too ruin that." Elliot said crossly.

We were both shocked. I have only known Elliot Blackburne for two weeks and I would have never guessed him to do that.

"We will meet Thursday at the usually time except we will meet at my house. I will text you the address."

"Okay." I moaned. I quickly have Carl a glance and walked towards the door.

"One last thing Ms. Summers." I whipped around to see Elliot smiling.

"If you ruin this for me, you will be dead. And this time I mean it." Elliot hissed.

I didn't know what to say, so I turned around and left. I didn't know I was shaking till I got into my car. What had I gotten my self into this time? I was as good as dead now.