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'Well hello there.' You whisper out loud to yourself, a smile crawling up on your face knowing you had the team exactly where you wanted them. As you were checking over last minute preparations, making sure everything was set in stone over the next few weeks. You made sure to wipe the drive clean, knowing they would have her go through your computer.
After your amazing night you had spent with Aaron, you decided to search him up to find out which federal position he was a part of and if he was actually someone that you could easily fool. Researching his whole team and to your surprise, he wasn't the only one on the BAU that you had an interaction with before..
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"Penny, why must you always drag me out to these events." You whine to your roommate and best friend whom was also in your college, drags you by the arm. "I can't run in these heels either. And I look ridiculous" You state, matter of factly.
"Oh shush, one you look absolutely smoking hot and two we need a break from studying!" She tells you in a stern but excited tone, making you laugh to yourself. Penelope was always the crazy one out of the two of you, while you were all 'study study' as she put it.
You let out a loud enough grunt so that she was able to hear you, which caused her to stop and turn around.
"Listen, we don't have to stay the whole time, I just really want to let off some steam for a few hours, and I love you too death, but this moping around is enough. With everything that happened the past few months you need to as well.." You looked at her, seeing her go from an wide smile that she usually always had on her face, to a now saddened and slightly pitiful expression.
The thing was, Penelope was always the one to wish for the best—it was a feeling that made you feel better but some other times annoyed you. She was like a highlighter, always brightening the room up. She was someone who looked way different then was perceived. Her bright personality but dark looks never went hand in hand, as she was the type of person who always saw the best in people.
If you were someone who wasn't her friend, you would have thought she was a downright depressing person to be around. Hell that's what you had thought when you had first seen her in your dorm room. You vowed to yourself, that you wouldn't get close to her as she was the epitome of darkness.
But that didn't work, as you both eventually formed a bond through your mutual interest in computers. She ended up being becoming the hidden sun to your moon.
Sighing you take in the sight of her evening look. It was a black leather corset that she had just brought the other day when you two went shopping together. It was paired with a black skirt and she had on large boots that went up to her knees.
Her brunette locks ended a little past her shoulder, while she had on some black eyeshadow and dark maroon lipstick. You notice the few black feathers that was sticking from her hair that she had placed on a headband. If you were being honest, you would have fucked her right then and there if she wasn't your best friend.
"You know i'm not the only one who looks smoking hot" You state, repeating her words from earlier back to her. "Aww, you flatter me too much." She says before kissing you on the cheek and pulling you abruptly towards her as she paced on into the house.
You both walked into the haunted house, that she insisted on going too since it was halloween that night. Taking in the sight of interior within the house, you noticed many people staring at what the both of you wore. As she was dressed in her normal gothic type of attire, you had on a completely opposite outfit—that gave off a different vibe.
You were dressed in a mini-cowel red satin dress, that had fit you and curves perfectly. The red had complimented your skin tone, which only few items did for you. You were wearing bright red heels along with a headband that fit snug onto your head that had horns sticking out.
It was pretty obvious you were supposed to be a devil, with the light make up you also wore; a tad bit eyeshadow and a matte red lipstick.
Much to your dismay, Penelope made a deal that if you wore the outfit she would have to get you lunch for the next month.
When Penelope had let go of her bruising grip on you, you both stood in front of a table which had a bunch of alcohol bottles messily placed all over.
"Penelope how fucked up are we going to get?" You question her, as a mischievous look appears on her face.
"So, Fucked. Up." She tells you, before handing you a bottle of liquor to wash away the feelings you've had lately.
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Picking up the backup phone to place into your pocket; You had the phone turned off the whole time, knowing a certain someone would easily be able to track it, if at any point it had been turned on.
You then snake your body out through the window—silently thanking the swift agility that you've always had. Keeping yourself in shape was something that came easy to you, testing your body through different psychical courses—as it was something you often did, to relieve the stress you had or even when you were bored out of your mind.
As you made your way out of the complex, you jumped inside your car, it being designed as a full matte black tinted Toyota Camry V6. The car itself was definitely fast and it was able to camouflage into into the shadows, which you loved.
You pull inside the warehouse parking it, turning the car's ignition off before stepping out of the car. Your comfortable white bodycon jumpsuit which had long sleeves, made it easy for you to walk and do things in, the fabric clinging onto your body, in a comfortable feeling.
As the tarmac of the plane, pulls down—allowing you access to get on, as you climb inside the plane. You figured you had at least a few weeks ahead of them, before they would be able to track you down.
"Where to Ms. Y/l/n?" He asks, as you help him unload your bags from the car, tucking them into the storage spots in the plane where your luggage could be held.
"Australia, and thank you Charles" You reply, glancing up at the man, who you had known for years and was able to trust offering him a slight smile.
"Australia is beautiful around this time of year." Charles informs you in a humming tone.
Leaning forward, you sling your arm onto top of your thigh, placing your head in on top of your hand. "Oh really? Then, I choose the most perfect time to go." You reply, staring out the window as the plane was getting ready to lift off.
You let your mind drift to the memories of what felt like your past life and how much you have changed as a person. Specifically when both your parents were murdered earlier during the year, while you had met Penelope. You never fully processed the trauma, that it had on you as you were close with your mother and wished you were able to save her. But you weren't, not from the monstrosity that was considered to be your father.
It felt like just yesterday, you had gotten the call from your neighbor about the accident. As soon as you heard, your heart dropped to your stomach, running to your bathroom to vomit repeatedly. You ended up, taking off an entire month, staying home longer then you should have before even attempting to go back to the college. Eventually you ended up just dropping out of the school, the unbearable pain and furious feelings you had the entire time, which overwhelmed you.
Your mind then trails back to the memory of when Penelope took you to that halloween party that night—in hopes to cheer you up. The night where you had met Xavier, someone who you had thought was going to be the love of your life.
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Hi guys, I thought I was losing my inspiration for the book, but thankfully I didn't. Anyways let me know your opinion on the book!
