Homecoming Hours (BOOK 4) {COMPLETED}

You've Changed

I watch as Jake disappear's around a corner, my heart starts beating fast, feeling my hands shake. I slap my cheeks and shake my head, trying to not lose my cool. I take out my device and call Ada, I heard no ring coming from it. I look at it and see all my previous calls gone, I then see my bars gone as well. 'What the hell is going on?'

I watch as my phone ding's, I open the message seeing new directions toward a building. I walk in the middle of the street, looking everywhere while looking down at my phone once in a while. Once I arrive I see the buildings door already opened, I slowly walk in and see everything messed up and broken. 

I continue walking until I see a figure pass a door, I look up and see that the room is the kitchen. I continue walking until I step on glass. I hear the figure stop moving and open the door, I quickly press my back on the wall, waiting for the man to look for me. I grab my pistol and hold it up to my face, waiting for the man to appear.

I watch the man walk ahead of where I'm standing, he looks to his left and right. I look at his leather jacket, finding it familiar. I snap out of thought, seeing him turn around. I quickly swing my elbow, for him to block it. He grabs my arms and twist them behind my head, I bite my tongue feeling pain from the quick move. 

He grabs my gun and throws it across the room, I quickly take my chance and swing my leg up. I let my leg hit his head, I feel the wind of the quick move hit the side of my face. He backs off and stumbles back, I round-house kick, tossing him back. I slide under his legs, and run over to my gun. I grab it and turn to him and aim. I get wide eyed, seeing who it is.

(Y/N)- "Leon?" I say in between fast breaths, I watch as he puts his pistol back in his holster. He smirks and stands tall. 

I watch as he stands there silent, he then walks closer to me. I stay aiming at his chest, he walks into my gun, letting it push into his chest. I want to hug him, but the most thing I want is a reply. He hasn't called or texted, and now he still wants to play the silent game.

(Y/N)- "Speak to me!" I say pushing the gun into his chest more, I stare into the zipper of his jacket, not wanting to look at him. I then see his hand on the bridge of the gun, he lightly pushes it down. 

(Leon)- "Orders" I look up at him confused, I watch as the gun falls to my thighs, not trying to let it drop completely.

(Y/N)- "Orders? What--" He then twists my arm around my back, I hear the gun fall while he pushes me into the wall. I groan in pain, feeling my arm get stiff. "Leon--"

He then kicks the gun away and pushes me to broken tables, I fall into them and feel my bones crack. I look up and see him gone, I quickly grab my gun and run out the door. I aim and look both ways, seeing no one.

I feel my chest get tight, I let the gun drop and so does my body. I feel my knees hit the ground of the sidewalk. 'Why? For orders?' I run both hands in my hair, feeling my eyes wanting to give in. I quickly grab my gun and stand up, I then smell smoke. I look behind myself and see the building on fire and crumbling down. I quickly back-up and watch it collapse.

Leon you've changed, if this is a goodbye then so be it. I'm done waiting and hurting, I thought he would keep his promise. Promises get broken every time I make them to myself or someone, I start walking down the street seeing cars piled up. I slip by them, looking in each row. Being wanted is a normal thing for me now.

I continue walking through the cars, waiting for another message or the right building. I then hear lights turn off, I look behind me while walking to see the street lights turn off. I then get a message saying 'Agents, you have cleared an area. Continue towards the middle.' 

This is like a playground, someone created this on purpose. Who would do a thing like this? I then get stopped by a sudden thump, I turn around seeing a huge man coming at me. 'Shit' I start running, seeing cars fly by my face. I turn while running, I throw a grenade and see it get hurt. I look back in front of me, seeing the road blocked. 

I watch as the cars behind me explode, I slide over a car and turn the corner. I look behind seeing a few strands of hair hit my face. 'If this is the way to go, so be it.'