Operation KILL

Operation K.I.L.L. [Chapter 27]

Operation K.I.L.L.

[Chapter 27]

"Why don't you ask your little buddy here?" I used my head to point in the direction of Chad, while sneering, "I'm pretty sure he knows more about anything then I do."

"Well he might know more about the upper structure of the school and such. But you would know much more about the kids attending and what's going on beneath the radar." He gave me a coy smile.

"Well fuck you if you think I'm going to give up any information about my friends." I attempted to spit in his face, but he was too far away. Instead it ended up landing right in front of his shoes. Damn.

He just tsked at me, "That's no way to treat the person that's in control of your life."

He started to walk around me, and I tried as best as I could to follow him. No way was I going to let him pull any funny business on me. All of a sudden, I was felt myself falling to the ground and the chair digging into my back uncomfortably.

The guy's hand was around my throat, and the wind had been knocked out of me in the process of falling. I attempted to cough, but the tight hold around my neck made it almost impossible.

I tried to move around, to get out of his grasp. But the whole being tied to a chair wasn't helping.

"George...." I heard Chad start, "You said you weren't going to kill her." He looked almost nervous. Almost as if saying such a thing could get him killed. But know I think it about it, the wrong move and he could get executed.

As if he cared though. I rolled my eyes. But it wasn't a time to be angry at him. It was starting to get uncomfortable, and I needed air. I opened my mouth and tried to inhale some sweet oxygen.

When it didn't work I closed my eyes. Just wishing this nightmare could be over. This is what I get for killing the doctor and all those people in France. If I could have sighed I would have.

"Who said I was killing her. Only have a little fun.... But I don't think you're in a position to care what happens. It is you who brought her here though. Or am I mistaken?" I heard the guy, George speak.

I wanted to open my eyes, so I could see Chad's reaction. But my eyelids were starting to get heavy again. Because of what he said earlier, I know I wasn't going to die, but there was a high chance of passing out.

I wish he would kill me though.

So I wouldn't have to see Chad's face ever again. The dirt bag.

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I was awoken to something splashing my face.

"What the hell?!" I groaned.

"You need to eat something, and drink some water." I heard a voice say from in front of me.

I opened my tired eyes just far enough to see who it was.

Of course... Chad.

Why couldn't he just leave me alone?

"Go away. Leave me alone." I felt on the verge of breaking down in this half-out-of-it state.

I saw hurt flash across his face and almost regretted what I just said. Almost.

"Aw, how cute. You actually /do/ care about her don't you?" I heard George say in a mocking voice.

"Shut up." Chad glared.

"Watch your language with me mister." George tsked.

My mind was reeling. Wait? Was it true? Were his feelings actually real? Gah, this was so confusing. Note to self, never date an assassin or spy.

"Sorry." Chad mumbled before turning his attention back to me. He slapped my face lightly, just enough to wake me up, "Come on Christina, open up."

I almost didn't, but then I felt my stomach growl and wasn't sure when I would get this chance again. So against all better judgment, I opened my mouth and took the bread he had.

I kind of felt like a prisoner. Bread and water. But it was better then nothing.

Once I was finished, George approached me and Chad got up from his position on the ground in front of me. "Alright, let's try this again."

"Fuck you. Like I told you last time, I'm not going to give my friends up. Kill me for all I care." I held my head high.

George shrugged, "Maybe I will." Next thing I knew, I was staring straight at the barrel of a gun. I felt my eyes shut tight, almost by themselves and braced myself for the impact. But it never came, "Or maybe I won't."

I opened one eye to see him putting his gun back into the waist band of his pants. And I let out a breath that I didn't realize I had been holding.

That was my mistake though. I thought that he wasn't going to do anything. But all of a sudden, I felt something hard connect with my face. Excruciating pain shot up through my face, mostly around my eye.

I knew he wanted me to show some kind of weakness and I wasn't about to give that to him. So I bit my tongue and tried not to scream out in pain. It took a lot, but I was proud of myself when I didn't.

I could not believe that he just punched me though. Son of a bitch.

"How about I give you some more time to think?" George pretended to give me a sweet smile before grabbing his jacket and leaving the room.

Leaving me all alone with Chad.

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sorry, i dont have time to write more, so hopefully this will do till my next upload xD

i think that the next chapter might be the last, but there will be an epilogue. I have everything planned out :D

i feel like you might hate me at the end of it....but itll still be kind of awesome :D lol

anyways, you know the drill :D