Burning Fire ✔️

Chapter thirteen

Warning:
This chapter contains mention of suicide, so this may be triggering to some of you. It is mentioned on the longest paragraph of this chapter, so feel free to skip that part!
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Annie's p.o.v

After Alex left, I went downstairs to drink some water. When I stepped inside the kitchen, I found our cook, Luisa, making dinner.

"Ciao, bella!" She greeted me. She was Italian, but had been working here since I was a baby.

"Ciao, Luisa! Whatever you're cooking smells delicious!" I approached her.

"Here, have a taste!" She offered me some of her famous pasta sauce. "Careful, it's very hot!"

"Hmmm! This is heaven!" I preached her. Her cooking was definitely my favourite.

"Oh, you flatter me!" She blushed.

"You know you're the best cook ever!" I kissed her cheeks.

"If you're so interested, I can teach you the recipe!" She offered.

"Thank you, Luisa, but you know that I can't cook anything!" I declined.

"If you change your mind, you know where I'll be!" She said. "And please, tell the boys that dinner will be ready soon!"

"Of course! Do you know where they went?" I asked her and she pointed towards the underground tunnels.

I walked down there but not before grabbing my gun. It was better to be safe than sorry!

Passing down the corridor, I realised that it had been a while since I came here. One year to be precise! Jack had taken me here to teach me how to fight in the darkest of places.

Flashback

"Do we have to do this?" I asked.

I wasn't in the mood to fight Jack today. My piano teacher had told me earlier today that I needed to be gentle! C'mon I was playing the Turkish March by Mozart, not 'Love's sorrow' by Sergei Rachmaninoff!

"Yes, we do! Now, stop whining and concentrate!" He gave me a stern look.

"I am concentrated!" I went in to punch him in his lower abdomen but he dodged me easily.

"Annie! You're driven by emotion!" He grabbed me by the shoulders. "Your mind needs to be clear of any emotion if you want to make it out alive!"

"I said," I grabbed one of his arms and went behind him. One push from me and his shoulder would be dislocated. "I'm focused!"

I walked a little further and there they were. Alex had a bloody sledgehammer on his hands twirling it around.

"Who sent you?" I heard Alex ask.

"The same one who killed your uncle!"

What?! No! Dad died due to a car crash. He wasn't killed! It was the storm. The roads were slippery that night, right?

"Give me his name or I promise that you will beg for me to kill you!" Alex hit the man again.

"I don't know man! He has never revealed his face!" He screamed in agony.

"A mysterious coward you say?" Alex and Shawn looked at each other. That mysterious coward had a long and painful death coming, unlike the man who kidnapped me!

"R.I.P douche!" I said and shot him in the heart without even blinking. Jack was right! I was really getting better at this.

"Princess, what are you doing here?" Alex seemed worried.