Their was chatter around the table. People were smiling and talking about how they would pig out or how they would make a home in the spa.
I was smiling to myself because at least they were happy. Me and Newt were holding hands under the table and my thumb was rubbing circles on the back of his hand.
Violet was on my other side. She was testing out her English. She told me how she has been practicing and I congratulated her.
I hear a knock on the dining room door. Eyebrows furrowed I get up and go and open the door. Everyone was silent. I grinned when I saw who was at the door.
I pull him into a hug and asked,"How have you been, Stan?"
He patted my back and said,"I am good. I am guessing you are good to since your hosting a party."
I shake my head then ask,"What are you doing here?"
Stan hands me a folder and I became serious. I opened it and scanned it but I gasped. Outraged I state,"Go find someone else to do this Hurley. You know I would do it but I can't. I can't do it to his kid."
Stan's eyes turned harsh and he growls,"You will do what I tell you to. What is our modo? What is it?"
Between clenched teeth I snapped,"Don't make it personal."
Stan nodded and stated,"So you won't make this personal. You will kill him and you will do as I tell you or else you are done for Rapp. You are the best assassin across the globe. From what this file tells you, he is the most dangerous terrorist in America."
I look down at the file angrily and snapped," He must have been using me. He got me close to his family so I would hesitate."
Stand nodded grimly and said,"Like I told you, don't make it personal. You kill who I tell you to kill. When you are getting the job done you need to keep telling yourself he is a danger. If you have to, tell yourself he's a danger to your family. If I have to I will brainwash you into thinking he killed your whole family. As long as the job gets done."
I sigh and rub my forehead getting a headache. My foot starts tapping and Stan can tell whats going on. He looks at me sternly and commands,"First you need to fix yourself."
I nod and he leaves. After he does I shut the door and hurry across the room to a cupboard. I forgot it was locked and I look over at Violet. She fumbles through her pockets probably startled by the crazed look in my eyes.
She throws the keys to me and I quickly unlock the cupboard. Inside was medications. I grabbed four bottles. I pulled out two iron pills from one, four pills from the next, three pills from another one, and one pill from the last one. I put them all away with shaky hands. After locking the cupboard I toss the keys back to Violet and made my way to my seat.
My hand started shaking and I busy it by tapping my fingers on the table. They hit the table harshly and I swallowed the four pills without a problem. I then swallowed the one pill. Then I swallowed the three pills. My hands was now balling into a fist and I quickly took the two iron pills and put them in my mouth. I had to use water for these because they wouldn't go down without.
After a minute my hand loosened and I closed my eyes tightly. The pills were working.
I open my eyes and Violet stands up. She sets a hand on my shoulder and demands,"You need to go rest."
I nod and stood up. I walked quickly from the room eager to escape the confused gazes. Once I got to my room I fell asleep instantly.
Newt's POV:
Thomas's dad looked to Violet and asked,"What was that?"
She looks down sadly. Her accent shown when she talked. "Mitch needs pills. He has to take the pills so he doesn't hurt anyone. He has been through so much that he will destroy everything in sight if he doesn't take the pills.
He also takes the pills so that he doesn't have panic attacks. He would be having at least two panic attacks a day if he didn't take them.
It's very sad. Mitch is very scary when you look at him but you don't know how much he just want to cry. He doesn't like crying though because he says it makes him weak. He says that crying means he has a weakness.
Sometimes I find him in the file room and he has files ripped up around his feet."
We were contemplating what she said. It was horrendous and made my heart hurt. She then looked at us grimly and asked,"Would you like to see something?"
We all hesitantly nodded and she motioned us to follow. On our way their she explained,"I was delivered this and I haven't told Mitch about it."
We went into the theatre room and she put in a VHS.
We sit down and watch.
It showed us everything. All the times when he was Stiles and mistreated. All the times he was Thomas and in trouble, did something heroic, or was having a hard time. All the times he was Mitch and was on a mission or had to do something dangerous.
We saw it all. Then we saw him when he didn't take his pills. He was angrily ripping up his files. He then just gave up and threw them everywhere. Sobs were escaping his lips and he fell down to his knees and buried his face in his hands.
He was in his room look down into a glass of alcohol when out of no where he throws the glass on the ground. He then starts tearing the room apart.
It finally ended and Violet sighed,"He is a fighter and if he told me to jump I honestly would ask how high."
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