Clear and sheer annoyance was written on his face. He didn't like it at all, when someone disrupted his sleep.
But what could he do anyway, it was just his job that he could be needed anywhere , anytime. Life of an undercover agent.
But this night it was more worse for him. He had the dreams he hated, again, repeatedly for the past 1 year. He hated it.
He slams the bathroom door close trying to vent out his annoyance, he grumpily walks towards the sink and turns the tap on, after splashing his face quite a few times with cold water, he looks up at the mirror, his pale skin , long nose and dark eyes looking back at him, as if asking,
"Who are you?"
He then has some glimpses of his dream, all he remembered was a girl clinging onto him and the name...
"Daisy?.."
Suddenly his eyes close due to feeling like a sudden bright light flashed on his eyes..
The same fucking thing, he thought.
It would happen everytime after some time of him waking up, he would forget it all, he didn't know how, but this one thing always remained in his memories as an annoying memory,
"Daisy"
He shakes his head and gets out of the bathroom as he needed to go wherever he was needed. He grabs his towel and rubs his face hard making the sleep fade away as he made his face red due to the friction.
Lazily throwing on a black t shirt with his cop jacket on top that was also very black, he pushes his wallet and keys in his pockets. He grabs his bike keys and hurries to lock his home and get out to walk to his bike. He checks the address his colleague had sent him and sets the location in his phone's map.
He wears his helmet and hops onto his bike, speeding off into the darkness of the road, the cold wind sometimes sneaking their way to some part of his revealed neck making him shiver while still focusing on the road.
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t was quite easy finding the location as it was near a pretty famous store. Not wasting any time anymore, he increases the speed of his bike as his colleague said it was quite dangerous and they needed him immediately or someone might lose their life in the moment.
He felt the unknown feeling that, he was needed, he needed to be there, and he needed to be quick, it was just something inside him that was screaming for help to him and it made his heart beat in an unfamiliarly familiar way. He felt something he never felt before, fear for something unknowingly known.
He just sighs and pulls over a few blocks away from the location as he could see other officers surrounding the area with cautiousness . He grabs his gun and walks towards the familiar face of the person who called him.
He gets beside the person as the person says
"A wanted criminal is inside and he has a hostage, he threatens to kill the hostage, we need him alive, or else the case will be more complicated, so be careful"
He nods and gestures two of the officers to come with him as he gets at the front and walks towards the sightly open main door.
He takes a deep breath in the tension and slowly pushes the door open walking in a scene,
A man was laying unconscious on the side with a woman Holding onto the man as if her life depended on him shedding tears with a little boy on the side with nothing else but fear written on his face.
And there was a tall guy, his back was facing the officers , he didn't notice the officers yet.the criminal. He was pointing his gun at someone in front of him.
He aims his gun at the criminal and opens his mouth to say something when suddenly a sob catches his attention.
The criminal was pointing his gun at a girl, she was looking fragile and was sobbing, she seemed to be clutching her heart ready to die any moment now.
For a moment she opens her eyes and looks at the gun pointed at her.
At the exact moment, the officer looked at her eyes and something unknown clicked in his mind and everything kind of faded away , it was just her and him.
But suddenly the criminal had started to pull the trigger.
A loud shot echoes around the place.
The tall criminal lowers his hand as slowly he loses balance and falls to the ground, blood oozing out of his head.
The girl opens her eyes after the sudden shot and comes face to face with officer Lee, who was still pointing his gun forward breathing heavily. She looks at his face as her eyes go wide and her jaw drops hanging. He was staring back at her.
Everything around them blurred away,
They were looking at each other's eyes as if trying to make sure it wasn't a dream anymore.
Was it reality?
Or was it just another dream she loved and he hated?
"Oh my god miss are you okay?" A blonde guy enters the scene as hospital people take away the unconscious man from the side and pick up the dead body of the criminal.
Lee just closes his eyes for a moment and
"Jacob I'm going home, take care of this mess will ya" he walks out of the place taking one last glance at the girl who was still sitting there trying to come back down to earth.
The question was , what happened?
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The Rose and The Daisy
General Fiction"Reality is harsh And dreams are soft." And that is why reality is so harsh. But what if you can make the reality soft, by embracing your dreams? The Rose and The Daisy