Spies and Bon bons

No Plan

Michael Simpson stared at the picture in his hands with a really numb expression. His features gave away absolutely nothing, not that there was anyone there to see him anyways.

His lips slightly parted, clothes rumpled and stinking and his hair in a mess, his room was a sign that he hadn't been taking proper care of himself and honestly he didn't care, all he cared about was the picture in his hands.
Her eyes were so full of life then.
He began to remember each moment from the first day he met her.

"He broke into the house and looked around frantically in case there was anyone, he touched his waist to ensure the the gun he was carrying was there and true enough it was.
He took a look around and the sight was good, surely a woman lived here, the pictures on the wall confirmed that.

He looked closer, a very good looking woman at that.
He went to the kitchen and began to eat to his fill, the chicken nuggets were good and so were the sandwiches.
He went to the nearest room and began rummaging through everything for something he could steal, something or anything he could sell to buy food for himself, the days without food had driven him to the brink of insanity, he had no choice but to rob this innocent woman and although he wouldn't admit it to his friends deep down he felt really guilty.

He went through drawers and found nothing of importance untill he stumbled across a bag, he gathered a few jewelries and a few dollar notes, he heaved a sigh of relief at his accomplishment and turned to leave only to be met with a blonde beauty sporting a smile on her face.

At that moment he felt like a kid who  had just been caught with his hands in the cookie jar, only in this case he wasn't a child and he definitely wasn't stealing some cookies.
"Hi" she greeted with a smile which left him speechless, she was supposed to scream for help and here she was smiling at him and being friendly.

"You should have been more discreet you know, you were making so much noise I woke up from my sleep and I'm a really deep sleeper"
"Oh"
"What are you doing?" She asked
"I..um I got a gu.."
"Its really obvious, you didn't wreck the house and I'm sure you did it because you're hungry right?"

She walked to a locker and opened compartment with a digital code, pulled out a bunch of notes and passed it to him.
"I can't accept that ma'am " he declined shifting backward awkwardly, others would run for the hills and here was this woman handing her money over.

"Im not a ma'am,  I think you need it and please drop that necklace, its a family heirloom"
She motioned at the tree necklace in my tight grip.
I dropped it immediately like it was burnt by it.
"Thanks and you need this.."
She put the money in his hand

"Trust me, I was once there and I feel like you're not a bad person"
"You're really naive"
"Or I'm just looking out for you"
"I just stole from you and even are your food in the kitchen"
She pouted and his lips tilted up in a smile.

"What's your name" she asked
"Blake" he lied without skipping a beat.
"Lola" she had a smile on her face
"If you need anything, my door is open"
"Thanks Lola.. I owe you my life"
"Oh and you can go out through the front door"
"Thanks".

From that day a connection was formed and eventually love bloomed.
Now she was gone because he denied the mafia bosses demands for the first time.
They killed Lola and she didn't even know his real name, her last words were I love you Blake.
He was currently on the run with no plan at all, the mafia were still hot on his trail and although the thought he was in Netherland it won't be too long before they came after him and his daughter

For the first time he had no plan, he was devasted and the guilt of everything came heavy on his shoulders.
He had to be strong though, for Lola and for the little girl.
Even if there was no plan, he hoped for his daughters sake that they were both safe.

This is a really short chapter but I'll make up for it in the next.
I know this POV may seem irrelevant but trust me, it is as important as every other.

Put a smile on my face by pressing that star.
Love Tariz