Home Sweet Dismay (sequal to "welcome to jersey) (Incompleted)

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IM NOT ASKING
YOU'RE NOT TELLING

After informing Billie that I had taken down the target he told me I had 15 minutes to meet him at the pick up point.

GERARDS POV:

We had been on the road for two days and the trip to Washington would take alot longer. Why didnt we take a plane? Part of us felt we wouldnt find her so we decided to be a little selfish, take our time and enjoy the trip, plus we had saved up plenty of money so things like food, petrol ect. Wouldnt be an issue. We all followed Ray, who was driving a decked out camper van, and signalled for him to stop in the next town as it would be dark in a few hours.

Sometimes I feel as if im the only one who genuinly feels as if we'll never see her again. Some would say ive lost hope but I'm thinking of this rationaly. Even if we do make it to seattle then its very unlikely we'll run into her. I miss her but ive watched her family cry thinking shes dead and at times ive caught myself hoping she was dead so I wouldnt have to cling on to a lost cause. Sucks right? I hate that she told us she was alive, its as if she wanted to torture us.

I started to feel my eyes grow heavy and my stomach growl and as I looked around at my friends I just felt alone. Hopeless. They all had hope.

KATERINAS POV:

I made my way into The Nest, a small cafe funded by the owl. Table 3 was the pickup point. The cafe itself was small but cozy, it gave jobs to the smaller guys in the owls twisted company and the food they served there wasnt bad at all. The tiles were black and white and the booths were cozy and red to fit with diner theme they had and even though it was full of eyes it was one of the few places I was actualy allowed to go without permission. Seattle was great but due to strict rules we had to avoid going to certain places so I hadnt actually explored much of the city.

As I got there I ordered a chocolate cupcake and asked for a birthday candle. If I was with Frank id bake him a cake, it wouldnt taste good but it would be the thought that counted. Id also buy him whatever guitar he was into at the time and the Docs he'd always be in awe everytime he saw them. I had a small hope that they would find my clue and bump into me and save me from this hell but now ive just lost hope. They would have mourned with my family and right now theyre probably getting wasted celebrating franks birthday. The thought made me giggle to myself.

"Sorry im late" Oh shit "I was busy cleaning up your mess"

"Sorry Billie" I said as he walked over and sat opposite me in booth number three. Billie was a senior and permanent member of the owl. Juniors and seniors were pared up. That was one of the many rules we followed and even though he could be strict at times for the most part he was very understanding and laid back.

"So.." I started as I twiddled my thumbs in front of him "..Who did I actually dispose of" I asked, lowering my voice as there were genuine customers in the small Cafe

"Mark Garret, age 29, donated millions of stolen money to charities each year" He exlaimed, ordering a coffee from the waitress that had just come to our table.

"He doesnt sound that bad" I exclaimed as i felt my gun brush against my thigh under my skirt. I discreetly tighted the holster as I felt it loosen.

"Problem is that he killed alot of good men, women and childeren to get that money" He said calmly before thanking the waitress for his coffee.

I sighed "We do the same, just keep the money to ourselves." I said curling my knuckles "I killed a good man"

"A good man who just so happened to only steal from our donators" He told me "and get this, a bunch of juniors went and investigated his property while we were out and turns out he was planning to expose us"

I wanted to ask if that was a bad thing but this wasnt the place to ask it.

"He had names written down and everything" He continued

"Do you know what names" I asked

"I only just got the call a few minutes ago so I wouldnt know"

And after that we sat at the booth as if nothing had happened. I was getting more and more used to murder. I refused to do anything without a good reason and this got me into alot of trouble at first but since being partners with billie my requests have been met.

Whenever I pulled the trigger I was always calm, its the moments after that really fuck me up.