Protecting The Bad Boy

Chapter Three

Helloooo! So I put up a cast list, and here's a picture of our darling Houston. I found it so hard to only pick one picture to show you (Wattpad wouldn't let me add more that one *sobs*) because let's face it, he's too damn gorgeous. I certainly recommend searching for him on Google to have a browse at some of his other photos, you won't regret it!

Anyways, enjoy...

Song of the Chapter: Why Try - Ariana Grande

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Chapter Three: It's The New Kind of Old

13 days.

13 damn days was all I had before they definitely got their hands on Houston.

A lot can happen in that amount of time, and I'm all too familiar with this situation and know that just one wrong move can ruin everything.

Now as you can see, this is where it all gets complicated; up until now, we've been playing games. This is where it gets serious; well, deadly serious. If I want to complete my mission, and for Houston to come out alive, I'm going to have to find Damien before he finds us.

After getting a quickly briefing from 'dad', I rush out of his office. I need to sort this all out in my head because it has to go smoothly. As I was about to get in the lift, I see my brother and my mood is instantly lifted.

Through all of the stress I had experienced in the last two minutes, Colton still manages to put a smile on my face. He was my twin and unless you are one yourself, you'll never truly understand the bond that they share.

In all honesty, he was my everything. Did I love him? That I could not tell you. I can sure as hell promise that he's the closest I've ever come to loving someone but, as fucked up as it sounds, I'm pretty sure I'm incapable of loving. Hell, I don't even know what it is so how could I possibly know if I did?

"Colton!" I shout jogging towards him. He turns around to look at me and flashes me his big dimpled smile. He holds his arms open for me and I practically jump into them.

"Cynnie! God I've missed you," he whispers into my hair. I pull back so I could look at him. His sandy blonde hair was messy on the top of his head and his dark green eyes shone. He has exactly the same eyes as me, that's why people generally knew we were twins.

"Oh god I hate that name!" I grimace. "I've missed you to man! So damn much dude. When did you get back from your mission?" I hadn't seen him in over two months; he'd been taking part in a case over in a town near Paris.

Unlike me, he was forced by our father and mother to drop out of school to do the all of the cases full time. It was such a shame, he was an amazing football player and he enjoyed it so much.

"Just this morning, didn't Dad tell you?" He frowns rubbing his chin where there were signs of stubble. Of course he didn't, he doesn't talk to me about anything other than work related issues.

"No, but it doesn't matter, you're here now!" I beam as I pull him in for another hug. "How was the mission?"

"Eh, not that exciting. It was just this guy who was pretty uncontrollable, went around just shooting people and other crap, acting like he owned the place. There was certainly some Grand Theft Auto shit going down!" He chuckles.

"Ah... You're such a nerd."

"Yeah but I'm a nerd that's been deprived from playing video games for more than two months! I'm on the verge of a mental break down, I'm not even kidding."

"Hm, I can imagine how hard that must be on you," I nod sarcastically, chuckling slightly. "Hey are you going to be busy tomorrow night? I haven't seen you for so long, it'd be nice if we could hang out before they ship you off again."