The Town Of Forest Pine Falls

Chapter 6 - one moment can change everything one breath can keep you going

Soo no comments yet but I'll put someone as them soon and also who do you think could play Seth?

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So before we get back to the story, I'm thinking of starting another one soon. I'm not exactly sure about what it should be called, what it's about or even who the characters should be... yet anyways.

So that's basically it, to the story!

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Aria Carter

Some times being a spy is hard.. at least for me. you have to know what your doing or someone could get killed, civilians, partner who work with you, intimate partner(s), family or even yourself.

I held my breath as I searched for anything through the rubble and I felt someone's eye's burning through my head. I looked towards Killian who averted his gaze and scratched the back of his head awkwardly as if it was awkward. in a way it kind of was, I have changed but I let myself come out. I always hid here before, always stuck in someone's shadow, like Mary. She's pretty, smart basically the typical pretty girl almost everyone wants to be or be with.

Being new in London allowed me to break out of my weird phase and be me, Seth also helped. I snapped out of my thoughts as I realized I was staring at him and started looking again. I came to the car frame where the burnt corpses were hanging upside down.

I am so glad I keep gloves under my seat in my motorcycle, and gloves and air freshener. a weird random thing but still worked in stinky situations like this. I grabbed a pair of the blue gloves and saw I had a couple masks in there I forgot about.

As I snapped the second glove on, I put on the mask to keep most of the smell out.

"Can I have a pair and a mask?" Killian asked.

I tossed him a pair of gloves and a mask before putting my seat down. I put my hair in a ponytail and walked over there. The smell was gross but then I smelt the mask. oh some of the freshener must've gotten in them, and I'm not complaining.

I took a deep breath before squatting down and began patting down the body in front of the wheel. The body was stiff and sort of pale but mainly burnt. I went through the left pocket and felt something hard. I pulled it out and saw it was white and barley even burnt.

"I guess iPhones are even stronger than I thought." I said to my self putting it in my bag. I squatted back down and found a wallet that was covered in ash. I walked out of the area and took off the mask and examined it.

"They make fireproof wallets now? I have got to talk to Seth about that." I said to myself. I opened it and the first thing I saw was the picture of the man this wallet belonged to with his family. it was him, a wife that looked pregnant and two girls. One I didn't recognize and the other I did.

It was the girl I was best friends with, the girl who I used to love as my own sister, the girl who now wants me dead. Mary. Then I remembered how she told me her father was gone at war, her mother was away on business trips and that she didn't have any siblings. I looked at Mary's outfit. Wait she's only ever worn this one time before she claimed it was ugly and burned it.

She wore blue skinny jeans, a white tube top with creme blue heels and her hair was curled. She worn this outfit at our last sleep over well the next day when she said she was going to study at a friends. So she lied, I asked her about her family the night before and she said they wouldn't be home until the next year. I then noticed the photo must've been taken at a coffee shop or a fancy restaurant. Then a face in the photo caught my eye.

In the background was a man who was some what thin, lean and tall but strong. he was wearing black pants and a white button up shirt with a black vest, he was a waiter. I squinted my eyes trying to figure out where I knew him, combing through memories. The it hit me.

There stood Mary and a man I couldn't recognize.

"I need you to track someone down for me." Mary said giving the man a piece of paper and some money.

"An assassination, I suppose?" he asked with a strong Spanish accent.

"Yes. I need you to find her and kill her as soon as you get the chance. no hesitation." Mary ordered.

"Now why would you want to, eh," he looked at the paper, " kill this, Amanda Carter? what has she done to you?"

"She tore apart my family and for that I can never forgive her. now go kill her or I kill you." she ordered before walking the opposite direction and the man just stood there.

He is the one who Mary sent to assassinate me, well Amanda. Too bad she's gone.

Killian Grahams

She looked at a small black item that didn't looked burned. I could tell by the way her eyes were narrowed that she was deep in thought. She looked at something inside of it and her mouth slightly opened before closing it. She searched through the rest of it and pulled out a small card.

"So what'd you find?" I asked once I was close enough so she could hear me.

"A wallet, fireproof. All that's useful in this is an address and a photo, the rest is scorched money." She answered.

"Can you tell me who's in the photo?" I asked.

"It's a family, I'm assuming the owner of this wallets family. There's only one person in it we both know." she explained handing me the photo. I turned it over to see the faces. One definitely caught my eye.

"Mary." I said aloud.

"Do you recognize the place where the photo was taken?" she asked pointing to the picture.

"Yeah, it's Mary's favorite restaurant. Nellies. we used to go there for coffee with you and also donuts." I explained.

"Yes Nellies. I kind of miss that place." she said to herself with a smile.

"Do you know the name of that waiter in the background?" she asked me.

"I think that's the Mary's favorite waiter, they even hang out sometimes." I explained.

"His name." She said again.

"Why do you want to know his name?"

"I won't tell you. what's his name?" she fought back.

"Tell me."

"You tell me, I asked you first."

"So, just tell me and you'll have your answer." I said.

"No I want my answer first." she insisted.

"Hugo." I said.

"What?" she asked surprised that I have in.

"His name is Hugo." I repeated.

"Okay." she said putting the wallet in her bag with a slight smirk.

"So?" I hinted.

"So what?"

"Why did you want to know?" I asked.

"That guy," she said referring to Hugo,"is who Mary hired," she paused slightly looking at the burnt corpses, "to kill me."