Spy Girl [On Hold]

No means No

Both my godfather and I were quiet inside the car. He just continued driving and I continued staring at anything that gets my attention. We're really socially awkward towards each other for some reason. And this silence is getting on my nerves but I don't really know what to say. Should I start the conversation or what? But then again what will I say?

I sighed as I looked outside the window. I don't know what to do with my life. I don't even know what to freaking do in these kind of simple situations. The truth is, I really want to treat them as my family. I see them as my stand in parents but it just feels weird knowing they're like replacements for my original ones.

Just when I got so desprate to get to the restaurant where my godfather's wife, Sheila, is waiting for us, the car stopped because of traffic. What? Seriously? Did it have to occure now? I groaned internally and slumped back at my seat. Why does life hate me so much? Traffic really needed to occure now of all times? Can't it happen later?

I pulled my phone out and pretended that I'm reading something interesting. God, I'm begging you to make the traffic flow faster. My Godfather cleared his throat. I glanced at him and he smiled. "So, how was school?" He asked, trying to start a conversation. "Uh, it's good. I made some new… friends. How about you?" I replied, not knowing anything else to say.

"Fine, the company is getting a lot of job request lately." He said. "That's a new look. The clothes you're wearing are unusual for you." He added. I looked down on the dress I'm wearing. "Uh, yeah I guess. I had a wardrobe malfunction ealier so I had to borrow someone else's clothes." He chuckled and move the car forward.

"So, why does godmother want us to have a fancy dinner?" I asked. When I glanced at him he looked nervous. "Is something wrong?"

"Uh, no. Nothing's wrong." He was lying. He of all people should know that I can easily tell if a person is lying or not. "Godfather, wh-" I started but he cut me off. "Julie, please call me dad. You know your godmother likes it better when you call us mom and dad."

"But-"

"Please, just for today." I opened my mouth to speak but closed it again when no words came out.

We arrived at the restaurant 30 minutes later. I got down the car and almost fell when I took a wrong step. Fvck, remind me why I wore this instead of just asking if she had a pair of sneakers or flat shoes? I won't even survive five steps without getting out of balance.

Seeing that I had trouble walking, my Godfather walked over to me and lent a hand. He was trying to suppress his laughter as he watched me struggle with my shoes. I slapped his arm and said "You don't have to laugh at me, dad." This time he let himself laugh which caused the other people to look at us. "I'm sorry, sweety. You just really look so silly."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Well, why don't you try wearing heels? This is harder than dodging bullets!" He just shook his head at me and led the private table where my Godmother is sitting. When she caught sight of us she smiled.

"Hi, mom. How are you?" I asked. She stood up and gave me a hug. I hugged her back. She pulled away a little and said "Darling, you look so beautiful. I love that dress too." I smiled. "Thank you."

We took our seats and made our orders. When the waiter left, Godmother started the conversation. "Well, it's been a while since I saw you Julie. How's school going, anything new?" I ran my fingers over the utensils while staring at ny plate. "It's fine, I guess. Everything is pretty much the same."

"Oh." She replied. "I told you, you should've just went to that all girls school my friend manages. At least there you would've experienced lots of different things! And you'd have more girl frie…" My Godfather coughed cutting off the fantasy bubble my Godmother was getting into. I glanced at him curiously and saw him sending off eye signals to her. She sighed and composed herself, nodding to him as if saying she's ready. That got my attention.

Why do I feel like the atmosphere around us is a little bit… off? I sat up straight and looked at them with an amount of caution. There's definitely something going on.

Our food came and everybody ate their food quietly. Nobody said a single word. It was as if we weren't even aware of each other's existence. When I couldn't hold on any longer, I finally made the courageous decision to ask what's going on.

"Can I ask why the sudden family dinner?" I said. They looked at each other. My Godfather sighed and placed a hand over his wife's. "Julie, the reason of tonight's family dinner is because…" Before he can even finish she cut him off by saying the most unexpected thing ever. "It's because I want you to quit that silly spy thing."

I gaped at her. What? What the hell did she just say?! Me? Quit being an agent? No way. HELL to the fucking NO. This is my life and that job is the only thing keeping me from leaving this world and joining my parents. That job is the only fucking thing I can do for them. And that job is the only way of making Luca Altenor pay for killing them. I won't and will never quit being an agent until I get want I want from him. And that is to see him dead.

"No." I said finally. "No? But that job could kill you! It's dangerous for girls like you to…" I cut her off with a loud grunt. "Kill me? I've been in the agency for more than half of my life. And during that time nobody ever matched my skills." She tried to cut me off so I rushed my sentence. "I can take down even those who are more experinced and much more older than I am. So don't tell me that it's dangerous for a girl like me to do that job becase I already have."

"But Julie, you can't be too sure! Maybe you're just confused of what you really want right now. I can give you the life that every girl dreams of. You can…"

"Stop!" I shouted. I stood up in annoyance, bumping the table making a noise. "I won't quit and you can't do a thing about it." Leaving them astounded, I turned around and started walking away. "Where are you going? You don't have a ride home." she said. I glanced back. "I'll manage. Have a good night."

When I stepped outside, I took several deep breaths. "Julie, sweetheart." I looked back and saw my Godfather walking towards me. "I'm not going back in there." I said before he can even say anything. He smiled and shook his head. "No, that's not what I'm here for. I'm not gonna ask you to go back in there with us but…" I raised a brow as he trailed off. "But what?"

"I want you to consider what Sheila said." He held up a finger when I tried to butt in. "I'm not saying you should completely change your life and be the girly girl she wants but, I want you to consider removing the agency from your life." My mouth fell open at what he said. Why would he say that?

"Why?" I asked. "Because… I don't think June and Kylie would've wanted you to turn out like this. I think him and your mother would have wanted you to lead a normal life. Not like this." My heart felt like it was being stabbed when I heard the name of my parents. I miss them so much…

He sighed when I didn't reply. "Julie, do you understand what I'm trying to point out?" I nodded. "I understand." He hugged me and kissed me on the top of my head. "Okay, sweetie. Do you need a ride home?" I shook my head. "Alright. Just please, think about what I said okay?"

"Yeah, okay." I said monotonously.

"Be careful on your way home. Goodnight, sweetie."

I quickly walked away, ignoring his last sentence. It didn't even matter if my shoes weren't comfortable, I just wanted to be left alone and think. And little did I know that as I walked away tears clouded my dark green eyes.

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Okay, sorry this chapter is late. School work is just really piling up on me. My exams are coming up to so…

Anyway, hoped you liked it even if it was short.

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Leigh