ᴅʏʟᴀɴ ᴏ'ʙʀɪᴇɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ

.mitch.

I grabbed the tv remote and muted the tv.

My plan is to get close to mitch.

He needs to have an emotional attachment to me.

It would make things easier for me.

I turned around and walked up to mitch.

"Here sit down and I'll help you clean up" I said motioning for him to sit down on the bed.

I grabbed bandages from the desk under the tv and sat next to mitch and started to clean and bandage his wounds.

"How are you holding up?" He asked.

I glanced up at him "I was afraid today. I thought we were going to die."

"Yeah, I'm either always afraid or never afraid. I dont know which" he said trying to force eye contact.

I finished bandaging his wounds and stood up to put them back on the desk.

I walked back over to him and whispered in his ear.

"we should relax. It's been a long week." I slowly leaned in to kiss him but he was quick to back away.

I smiled and looked at my feet.

"Sorry sorry, um you should get rest. We'll search for the ghost tomorrow" i said walking into the bathroom.

I went to the tub and turned the water on.

When I turned back around mitch was right there.

I jumped a little and grabbed my chest.

"Oh rapp you sca-"

"Who are you?" He cut me off.

"What do you mean?" I said walking back a little.

"You said 'ghost'"

"What about him?" I asked.

"I never told you his name" he said firmly.

He started to walk a little closer causing me to back up a little more.

"Hurley did"

"Yeah? Well I think your full of shit!!" he said pushing me into the wall.

"Mitch?"

"Who are you?"

"Mitch, what's wrong with you?" I said as he grabbed ahold of my right wrist.

"Who do you work for?"

"I'M CIA!!" I explained.

"NOW DON'T YOU FUCKING LIE TO ME!!" he yelled banging on the wall next to my head makeing me flinch.

He knows.

"I'M NOT LYING!"

"Your Iranian, aren't you?"

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!" I yelled pushing him back.

He grabbed my neck and pushed me back up against the cold wall.

I bent down and punched him on the side several times.

He fell down and I quickly took my chance and put him in a choke hold.

In return he flipped me and I hit the cold tiled floor.

He got on top of me putting both his hands around my neck and started to choke me.

"Do you work for the Iranians?" He asked.

I didn't reply I just kept coughing.

"Tell me the truth! TELL ME THE TRUTH!!" he yelled picking my head up off the floor by my neck and slamming it back down.

"Go to hell" I spat at him.

He picked me up by my shirt and threw me in the tub.

He held me down under water before pulling me back up.

I gasped trying to catch my breath.

"Are you Iranian intelligence!?" He yelled before putting me back down in the water.

He pulled me back up once again and yelled "WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT GHOST!?"

I didn't say anything so he put me back down under water.

I slowly started to feel my lungs close up and last I remember is seeing mitch rapps face.

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Hottttttttttttt mitch is hottttt!

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