He made sure they were in aless crowded area but also crowded enough that no one could see or tell what people were doing.
Did he seriously have to do this?
A teenage girl who unfortunately had been targeted by one of the more expensive sellers.
They wanted her gone.
Out of the competition she wasn't even participating in.
She was, she just hadn't noticed it.
she should have been more careful with her life.
Now she looses it.
He pulled out the pistol like gun, and pressed it too her side, the needle went into her.
She noticed and turned to look but he pulled her in for a kiss internally gagging. she kissed back as the poisonous amount of drugs went through the syringe and into her body and he pulled away.
he left the gun with her, since it was a syringe type and he was wearing gloves anyway.
He turned to leave the back area, hoping not to run into Ki again.
Ki had begun to leave the party, not really in the mood to hangout much longer. Plus as here beign high she needed to get back home. And hopefully wouldn't wake up with a terrible headache from being high. She sighed, wishing that she wouldn't have gone and partied. "Not only is it bad, its going to make me revert back to my old ways." Ki mumbled. She quit walking and sat down on the sidewalk. "Damn…."
He was leaving the party, he was about to go back to base when he saw her sat down on the side walk.
just leave, she probably doesn't want your help.
He paused, staring at her for a few seconds.
Then he began to walk over to her.
She looked distraught. lost. Like she needed help.
He wanted to help her.
He walked all the way over and sat down next to her.
"Hey." he looked straight ahead.
"Hey." She whispered, somewhat glad he was there. Shit your high… she cussed at herself. "what are you doing here? at this place? Never really pegged you for the party type." She told him, not looking at him. She couldn't. Not while she was high and lost.
"Oh trust me i hate parties like this, and i hate drugs and alcohol." He sighed, he could smell without turning his head she had gotten high.
He hated it,not her. It.
"What are you doing here? I didn't really think you'd be at a place like this, at this time." He turned to look out her poking her cheek, his face serious.
He looked like the familiar person that took Jen towards the back room.
infact unknown to him, a smear of pink lipstick was on his lips a tiny it on his cheek.
Ki still didn't look at him, but she answered. "I was coming to see Jen about somethings. She left some dude. Yeah I didn't think she would be having a party either." Then she looked at him, "I made some bad choices a year ago. Got messed up with the wrong crowd. Its a long story for a different time. Anyways I got the urge to go see Jen. She sells pens and weed. For cheap too." Ki felt like breaking down, the tears stinging her eyes already, but she forced them back. "I fell into the hole again. Been sneaking out and hanging with Jen a lot." Then she saw it. Jens lipstick. "I'm going to go now." She was angry, like she had been lied to. Kiera stood up briskly and began on her way back home.
He looked at her listening to her talk, looking directly at her when she looked at him.
"Wait Ki, At least let me walk you home." He reached out grabbing her wrist, taking his hand away from it after grabbing it for a few seconds. He wasn't aware she saw it or that it was even there. He noticed the rage in her voice but didn't understand why she seemed angry.
"i'm good." She told him, "next time you makeout with someone check yourself once your done." Kiera looked at him, it was hard to do but she did. "save your excuses too." She turned back around and continued walking. i knew it… She would wait to break down in her room. After all that her only safe spot at the moment.
"Ki what do you mean make out with someone, I don't understand."
He watched as she turned and walked away.
He reached up and wiped his lips, he saw the pink lipsticks.
You are such an idiot. a huge idiot. shes going to hate you now.
He hadn't noticed his target was wearing lipstick, and now it had rubbed off on him and made it look like he had a make out session with her.
He didn't chase after her, she most likely wouldn't believe him. he rubbed the rest off his face and turned walking towards the base and slamming the door to his office shut.
"boss upset. Like really upset, I wouldn't go up there."
"well im going to be even more upset if i don't get a report on the mission." a man in his mide 30's walked up and banged on Dustins door.
If it wasn't ki he would kill them.
He got up and walked to the door, It wasn't Ki.
He stared down at the man with hate, the man started to blab about the assignment and asked how it was done and complained.
"I just lost the only thing important to me on your stupid fricking mission don't you dare ask another thing from me ever again." He slammed the door making the man stumble back in surprise.
He had texted her.
'I understand if you hate me, i deserve it. You probably wont take this or read this but i didn't make out with Jen. I killed her. I was on a mission and she kissed me, I'm sorry.'
Ki entered the house through the front door not caring. She hurried up the stairs and went straight to her room. She stashed the weed in her desk drawer and sat down her bed. She went to her bathroom and splashed water on her face. "Really? After I open up to you? After I trust you? And especially after we kiss?" She asked, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She heard her phone buzz but ignored it. Kiera came back into her room and laid on her bed. She wouldn't be able to sleep. Ki grabbed her phone and saw it was dustin. She ignored his text, seeing his name on her phone made her frustrated. Ki texted her chief that she wont be coming into work for the next two days. Then she slammed her phone on the nightstand and just laid on her bed.
He didnt bother changing clothes. He went down to the training rig, He attacked the punching bag.
He punched it hard, punch after punch eventually wrapping it open, the wear and tear of his anger filled punches had broken the bag.
Everyone in the training left, leaving him alone.
He moved on to a different one, Kicking it and punching it attacking and it eventually too broke.
His yells and screams of anger turned into sobs.
He clawed at his throat, he could barely breathe.
He felt like he was suffocating.
After about 30 minutes of sobbing no tears came out. His throat was sore and his eyes were red and puffy.
He still was having hard time breathing, like a massive weight had started crushing against him.
Looking like a wreck he changed into some jogging clothes and decided to go for a jog not caring what time it was.
Ki had been crying and eventually it had been so long that there were no more tears to come out. so she stopped, washed her face and read his text. She texted him back 'save your excuses please.' Kiera stepped toward her window and sat on the windowsill, "I don't know what to do now. I dont know if I can trust you anymore. I really did like you." She muttered to herself.
He felt his phone buzz and stopped for a moment to look down at it.
'save your excuses please.'
'If you don't believe me then check the news, feel free to block me. I hurt you i don't know if i rust myself not to hurt you again.' It was true, he knew he would only hurt himself and her if he let her in.
He did exactly that and look what happened.
He put his phone away and looked up.
He was right next to her house.
It was as if another giant weight had dropped onto his load, his breathing came in short gasps. He couldn't move from in front of her house, he couldn't advance or go back. He didn't want her to see him like this and she sure didn't want to see him at all.
he approached her front door.
What the heck am i doing? I need to apologise to her in person
He knocked on the door, breathing in short gasps still. not feeling like he got enough air in.
She went to the door and opened it, "What?" Well if he was here then she might as well listen to him. Ki didn't want to listen to him really but decided she would. She wanted to yell at him, tell him to leave, but she couldnt. She couldn't move or anything. "If you came here to apologize or say some shitty excuse you better hurry up. Its late and I'd like to be alone." She said harshly, her words were emotionless and cold.
well look what you did. she sounded exactly like him. Emotionless and cold. It almost made him tear up, he screwed up so badly.
Another weight.
she could hear his small gasps of air, not going very fast.
his chest was going up and down in an irregular pattern.
"I figured you deserved an apology in person…" His eyes were bloodshot when he looked at her, red and puffy from tears.
"I know i suck as a person, i broke your heart, i know you hate me. I just wanted to say how sorry i am that i broke your heart…." short gasps of air. "Im sorry that i pursued you… I'm sorry for all the wrong things i have done…i killed that girl jen. the party helped me slip in and kill her and then i left and I'm sorry…" He felt tears gather in his eyes.
Stop it.
"I'll leave now…." he turned to leave.
She grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug. why are you doing this Ki? "Don't leave…please." Her voice was soft and quiet. He's broken again…its your fault Ki. She thought. "I'm sorry." She muttered. "Breathe, your going to be okay." Kiera felt terrible too.
He trembled inside the hug.
"Why?…"
shes pitying you, you showed her your weakness and now shes pitying you and trying to help you even tho she was hurt.
"You shouldn't have to apologise…" He sucked in the tears although they kept building up as he looked away from her. "You shouldn't have to help fix something this broken…" he muttered, feeling as if he was just getting smashed by the crush pressure.
her telling him to him didn't help at all.
he just felt like he couldn't breathe even worse.
"I was this broken before too. You shouldnt deal with this alone. Yeah we may have hurt each other but we should be able to fix it. Because in all honesty I really, really enjoyed kissing you today." She told him, "You can come up to my room if you want. Because I want to talk to you about two years ago." Kiera had never told anyone how messed up her 14 year old self was. But she wanted to tell dustin. because she liked him, and still trusted him a bit.
He believed her he just…he didnt want her to have to deal with how much of a mess he was.
He still couldn't seem to breath right, not exactly feeling like the weights were lifted but was surprised when another one was piled onto him.
He could just barely breath.
just barely was enough.
"Okay. Only if you actually want me too." He didn't know why she still trusted him but he went along with it anyways.
Ki looked at him, not knowing what to do. She felt bad. "You dont have to." She could tell he was stressed or something. She looked up at him, and pulled him down by his shirt and kissed him softly on his lips. Kiera wasnt sure if that would help him but it helped her realize that dustin was being honest about before.
"its not your fault, it just feels as if thousand pound weights are pressing upon me and making it hard for me to breathe. almost like suffocating." how bad it feels to be away from you and too hurt you he looked down at her pulling him down, and….kissing him?
what? why?
"…." He kissed her back softly before pulling away.
"Why?…"
"Because, we may have hurt each other but I still like you." She whispered, she never meant to hurt him. And she thought he probably felt the same way. She leaned into him. "I dont want things to change."
"I…I still like you too." He whispered back, not meaning to hur her either. "I don't want them to change either."
(watch her aunt and uncle overheard him saying that he killed someone)
"KIERA!" Her short aunt waddled in, wearing ugly floral pajamas. Ki rolled her eyes, "what now? Come to yell at me again? Or are you here to yell at him?" following her aunt came in her also short uncle wearing blue stripped pajamas. "Why the hell is there a stranger in our house?" KI laughed, "He is a friend. You guys wouldn't know about my life since all you guys do is yell at me." She smiled at Dustin, "you can go upstairs so you dont have to deal with this." Her aunt looked at her, "Kiera Marie Jackson he is not going upstairs." Kiera laughed again, "Aunt Lucy, Uncle Harry. You are not my parents. You are not his parents. Therefore we can do what ever we want. If you have a problem then talk to me about it some other time. But right now I'm busy." Ki rolled her eyes at her aunt and uncle, knowing damn well that they might've heard a thing or two. But Ki would talk to them about it sometime.
