Lovers

Chapter 19

My arms were crossed, I tapped my foot impatiently as I stared down at the blue eyed agent sitting on the couch, taking a sip of water I have given to him. "Why?" I question. 

"I was given a mission by the higher ups to exploit a strange sort of surge in our gravitational pull. It was like a hiccup but ... none the less alarming to them." The blue eyed agent answer calmly. 

"Why wait to tell us the answers now? Why wait till she destroyed the chip?" I question further, glaring down at the blue eyed agent. I could feel my blood begin to boil, he caused all this trouble ... dragging the countries out into the open and nearly killed me! 

The agent glances over towards America and Germany which were there to make sure the agent doesn't do anything funny. "I will tell you ... privately." The agent spoke, tearing his gaze away from the two countries before looking up at me. 

"F***k no!" America growled, a scowl on his handsome face. 'Wait ... what!?' I shake my head, 'No, (Y/N) concentrate.' 

The agent shrugged, "Fine by me, as long as she is ok with it." The agent looked up at my crossed form, a glint of knowing in his eyes. 

What? Does he expect me to call them off or something? "They are fine where they are." I say firmly, glaring coldly into his ice blue orbs. 

A sigh left his swollen lips, as he closed his eyes for a moment, "It was ... it was your mother. She placed a chip in the back of my neck when you were about ... seven I think?" He answered sounding slightly unsure as he spoke my age. 

My stance slackens, my arms dropping to my sides as I stare at him in shock. "What?" I question, looking at him in disbelief. "How?" 

He raised a brow, "I know it has been a few years but ... you really don't remember me?" 

I look at him confused, what did he mean? I have never met this man before in my entire life. Unless he was a passerby or a neighbor of my parents ... who is expected to remember a person they hardly know? 

"It was when ... well I was still a cop at the time. I took a case that involved a murder." The agent pressed, as if trying to jog my memory. When I still give him a confused look he pushed on, "At your house when you were still a child." 

"I'm sorry but I have never seen you before in my life nor do I remember anything of a murder in my household." I say in a cold tone, rising my arms to cross them once more, leaning most of my weight on one leg. 

"I seen it more of self defense than anything." The agent said with a shrug. He then shook his head, as if to get himself back on track. "But in all honesty, do you really not remember?" 

"No! I don't!" I yell in frustration, feeling a pounding headache starting to come in, as if something is banging against my conscious mind. 

His eyes narrowed, "You mean to tell me you don't remember killing your twin brother?" 

My eyes widened in shock, "I ... I had ... no! I only had one other brother and that's Hunter." The agents eyes widened in realization, a frustrated frown formed on his lips, "Yes, don't you remember? When you were seven you stabbed your twin brother, Nova, multiple-" 

His voice faded away as images took over my sight, many flashes. The same ones I saw in my dream ... blood so much blood. 

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I raised my hand with the glass in my hand, ready to stab him again. "(Y/N)! That's enough!" Hunter screamed out, wrapping his arm around my waist, using his other hand to knock out the piece of glass from her hand.