Only The Goode Spy Forever

Chapter 60: The Watcher

(Sorry that my last chapters have been trash, I was working on chapters that will come later in my story. I was just so excited about what's coming later that I didn't write anything good now. Stay tuned, I'm thinking maybe I should hit you all with my biggest plot twist soon. Comment what you think might happen!)

"That's my sister," Bree Morrison said. She looked at the tall girl that no one would be able to guess she was related to. Sure, they were both beautiful and had the same eyes, but that was about it. Kira and Bree had different dad's. Kira was part Asian. Bree's hair was wavy and blonde. While Kira's was straight and black.
Bree watched as her sister took her spot next to Annalise as her official body guard. Kira gave Bree a small smile.
"What are you doing here, Kira?" Bree asked angrily. Kira looked shocked.
"Nice to see you too, sis. Glad to see that you missed me," Kira replied sarcastically.
"I did miss you. Grandpa missed you too. You left him all alone, Kira! You left me! Grandpa needed us both. He had already lost grandma and then you made him lose you right after," Bree snapped back.
"I got busy," Kira said with a shrug. Bree took a deep breath.
"You're never too busy for family. Family should always come first, no matter what," Bree said, channeling her inner Chase. Chase. She missed him. It was torture not knowing where he was or how he was doing. She didn't even know if he loved her.
"Can we not?" Kira asked. She was obviously annoyed. "Can't I just enjoy my meal?" Bree glared at her sister.
"Grandfather would be so disappointed," she said sadly. Kira looked down.
Bree couldn't take another minute of it. She whipped around and stormed out of the grand hall. She had always dreamed about seeing her sister again. She thought maybe she would see her on a mission. She thought she'd be strong. Powerful. Bree thought Kira would be proud. She never imagined that her sister would be one of her best friends bodyguards. She never thought Kira would act like that. She was so selfish. She wouldn't even talk about where she had been for the last 6 years.
Kira had walked out on the family when they needed her the most. Bree's grandmother had just died, leaving their grandpa Morrison broken. Bree's parents left soon after on missions. Grandpa Morrison had said how grateful he was that he had his 2 girls with him. They woke up the next day to find that Kira was gone. Kira was 18. She took the first job that she was offered and never came home. Bree and her grandfather were forced to mourn alone.
Bree had good memories of her sister that she couldn't forget. Memories of them jumping in hay bails in Kansas. They did it for hours and got all sweaty. They'd go inside the white farm house and see their beautiful mother laughing and drinking iced tea. There would be cookies and lemonade on the counter that grandma Morrison had made. The girls would sit and snack and laugh with their family. Those memories had been fogged by the ones of Bree being all alone.
  Bree heard a knock on her door and snapped back to reality. She looked up and watched as Annalise Goode walked into her suite. Annalise looked around, making sure that they were alone.
  "Hey, are you okay?" She asked. Bree made sure that Kira wasn't with her before she began to speak.
  "Kira is selfish. She'll be an awful bodyguard. She only cares about herself. Did you know that she left after my grandmother died? She didn't even care. She just left," Bree fumed.
  "I'm sorry, Bree," Anna comforted. Then her tone changed. "I don't think she's here for me. Like you said, she's selfish. She's not here to protect me. And that means..."
  "She's here for something else," Bree finished. "But what?"
  "You?" Anna asked. Bree scoffed. The girls tried to think what Kira would want from their school.
  "When he heard the rumor that you got in an accident he went to go see you. He tried to sneak out of the house. Mom and dad saw it coming. He didn't get far. He wanted to see you, Bree. He was going crazy not knowing how you were," Anna said.
  "Someone saw me," Bree whispered. Anna jerked her head up and cocked an eyebrow. "I tried not to think about Chase when I was in Kansas. I tried to just focus on my gramps. It didn't work. I was going to drive... somewhere. I had to see him. I was a few miles out when I realized what I was doing. I couldn't leave my grandpa. I turned around and then I realized a black car was following me. I acted like it was nothing, but it was something. I kept hearing a camera outside my window. Someone was there. Someone saw me. I didn't sleep. I've been so paranoid."
  "And you didn't tell anybody?" Anna asked in shock.
  "I couldn't, there wasn't much to tell. I didn't see anyone. I could've been imagining it. Besides, if I told then I would have to explain why I was leaving and we both know that I wouldn't be the only one that would get in trouble," Bree admitted. Anna nodded. "I thought the car was Chase. It's stupid, I know. Still, part of me hoped."
"I get it," Anna said. "I used to always look at people and think it was Cason. It was foolish, but it's normal. But Bree, if it happens again you have to tell someone. Tell grandma Solomon. She'll understand."
"Will she?" Bree countered. "I'm not her granddaughter. I'm not sure she'd be as forgiving to me."
  "Promise me that you'll tell someone. This isn't something you mess around with. Especially not in our field of work," Anna replied.
  "I'm not telling her. I'll tell someone, but it has to be someone I trust. Someone who would understand the need to see a boy. Someone that I got close to. Someone who would keep Chase's best interests in mind. Someone like..." Bree trailed off and looked at Anna with wide eyes. Anna mirrored her expression. They were both thinking the same thing: Cameron Goode.