Reprecussions

Chapter 12

My body jerks me awake from a reoccurring nightmare. I'm still sitting at my desk. I look around and wipe my eyes from sleep. I blink a couple times to get my eyes to focus and look at the clock. Six o'clock.

I run my fingers through my hair and swing my feet onto the floor. I take a deep breath in, hold it as I stand up, and slowly let it out as I stretch my arms over my head. I take off my thigh sheath for my gun and go through my morning routine. Once I'm done I go back to my desk. I check the time to see it's been thirty minutes.

I grab my thigh sheath and strap it to my right leg. I grab my gun off my desk, make sure the safety is on, and slide it into place. I grab the new blueprints along with the original building's prints and make my way to the door. I open it and walk out, closing it quietly behind me, making sure I don't wake anyone.

I make my way down the stairs to the Constructors' area. I place the prints on the table and make my way to the kitchen. I can hear the soft snores of the girls in their room and I see Lilac or Ren has the boys sleeping in the training room. It is pretty spacious.

I open the kitchen door quietly and go in, grabbing a cup and making some coffee. The coffee is done in maybe five minutes, so I grab my cup and sit on the first table closest to the window and let my mind space out as I sip the liquid.

My mind wonders about Natalie and Ben mostly. Memories of before the war, when everything was nice and good and the only thing I had to worry about was getting good grades in school. Then it wonders to now and what I'm going to do with all the boys. How are we going to run this now? Because I guarantee most of the girls are mad about the boys coming or they're going to flirt with them.

I groan at the mention of flirting. Because that's all I get with Ren around. But just the thought of his name makes my stomach flutter. I shake my head thinking it's just a side effect of seeing boys after a while and him not being totally ugly. I choke out a laugh. What does him not being ugly mean then? I can't say he's cute because that'd mean I like him and I absolutely do not like him. He's a flirt, and cocky, and cute. I groan again.

My head falls into my hand and I sigh. I can't let him take over my thoughts. I have more important thoughts to think. As if I magically called him, Ren pushes the door open silently. His eyes meet mine and he smiles. I lift my head up as he lets the door fall closed quietly behind him.

"Lilac said you'd be in here." He says as he pushes himself up onto the table next to me. I look over at him.

"Coffee?" I ask. But he shakes his head. I look back forward. "Do you usually stalk girls' whereabouts?"

"Only if they're cute." He responds. I feel the butterflies return but I push them down. I look over to him.

"Then I don't know why you're asking about mine." He grins and I feel the butterflies get stronger. I speak again so he can't have anything to say to that, "On the schedule today, we go around to all the Leaders and grab their list of opposites if they have it and then we talk with Alyssa, Matt, and Sammy."

"Why are we talking to them?" he asks, looking at me with his chin resting on his shoulder.

"We're expanding. We have to make some rooms for your boys because we can't have them sleeping in the training room while the girls get a room. So I looked over the blueprints that Alyssa made yesterday and checked them with the original blueprints and everything looks pretty good so we're meeting to discuss when we should start and Sammy will get all the wiring sorted out and make sure we don't come across anything serious." He nods in understanding. "And if we have a little time at the end, I'm going to start training on you."

"Training on me? I'm a fine fighter the way I am." His brows scrunch together.

I hop off the table and look at him. "As opposites, I need you to have my back. I'm a skilled fighter as you saw when we fought, but since we have to be close and if something were to happen where me and you fight together, I need to know you won't slip because you weren't strong enough to fight it. So I'm going to teach you what I know and I'll learn from you anything I don't know."

"Ouch Brexley. That hurt the soul. You know I am pretty good at fighting. I just took it easy on you because I know what's right for my boys." He puts a hand across his chest like he's hurt.

I choke out a laugh at him. "Is that what you're calling it? I think you're just embarrassed that I won." I take the last sip of my coffee and head to the sinks to rinse the cup out.

I hear him jump off the table and follow me. "I am not embarrassed that you won. You're just very persuasive that's all, and you looked like you were telling the truth." He leans his back against the sink on my right with his arms crossed as he looks at me.

I swish water in the cup and dump it out. Drying with a rag I respond, "And if I wasn't telling the truth? What would've happened to all the boys? And persuasive I know that."

He steps in front of me so my back is against the sink. He puts his hands on the either side of me. I can feel his body heat through my shirt. "Then I guess we would've been in a bit of trouble if you were lying. But not as much trouble as you'd be in." I see him glance down at my lips and then back up at my eyes. My breathing shallow, my hands not moving.

He leans in slightly. Enough for me to feel his breath on my face. I look at his lips and back up into his eyes as I reply with, "Is that so? And what would happen if I just slipped away. I mean if you couldn't find us for six years, it wouldn't be that hard to do it again."

He leans in even closer but goes to my ear instead. "I guess it's a good thing that none of that happened then. Because if I wanted to find you, I'd find you." I get a shiver when his lips brush my cheek as he draws back. He smirks at me, something in his eyes I can't make out. But two can play this game I tell myself.

I turn to left and grab his wrist, lifting it up so I can get out. But not before my behind brushes his hip. I smile a little knowing he knows I'm accepting the game. I hear him breathe out a deep breath. I sway my hips a little as I walk across the room. I reach up to the cabinet to put cup away.

I turn around and put my hands on the ledge behind me. I was good at this game during school. Even though being in around middle school I still knew how to flirt. I had a boyfriend, how could I not? Even from across the room I can tell he's calculating everything in his head. Training later should be fun. I hear the girls start to stir around. I smirk at him. "Come on, the girls are getting up and we have work to do. Don't forget about training later. Before dinner." I tell him as he walks over to me.

He gets close again as I straighten up. I feel his leg against mine up to our hips. "I won't." I see him glance down again and back up to my eyes. He smiles and steps back. "Ladies first." I walk towards the door and try to push the feeling in my chest and stomach down and try to blush because of the whole encounter. Come on Brexley. Get yourself together.

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So guys, that's kinda wow. Flirty game going on. How do you think training is going to go later? So this is Sammy, Leader of the Engineers. Again. Becuase I just realized that some of the characters I'm showing you guys haven't been introduced yet and I'm going back and changing those so Sammy is now here because you guys haven't met her opposite yet so he'll be next chapter because I'm going to do the ones that had opposites first. So go back a couple chapters because you'll get to look at Mia and Nate, Leaders of the Scientists. Sorry guys my mistake. 

~Kaelyn