The Lie That Got Away
Being a spy means we lie. We lie to protect and we lie because we can. Sometimes a little lie can spiral out of control and cause a massive mess. Sometimes lies can be forgotten over time and when they come to the light. People may just get burnt.
A little white lie isn't that bad? Is it? Especially when you lie to the CIA, FBI, Your family and your best friends...yeah...it's bad.
Chapter 1
Cammie POV
'Gallagher Girl' I was pulled from my thoughts, I turned from the window and look at my Blackthorne Boy smirking at me. 'Penny for your thoughts?' I sigh and look at my hands.
'It feels weird heading to Nebraska to my grandpa's house to clean it out' Zach took my hands and squeezed them.
'Hey, he's in a better place now' He said sweetly
'I know. But if feels like I'm losing everyone I care about.' I looked into his eyes, his smirk was replaced by a sympathetic smile.
'You'll always have me' He said
'And me!' Bex said from the seat next to Zach.
'Thanks' I smiled at them. They nodded. I looked out the window again. I guess I should tell you why we're heading to Nebraska. 6 months ago whilst on a mission, I got a call from my mom telling me that my Grandpa had passed. My Grandpa was the only living relative left on my father's side. We were always close, but he relied on me and my mom when my dad went MIA, and later when my Grandma passed. Because of work I hardly came to Nebraska, although I was there 7 months ago, at least I got the chance to say goodbye.
In his will, the property was left to me. I took the executive decision with mom and Joe to turn it into a safe house for our family and friends, which is why we are travelling up there to prepare it immediately in case anything happens. We are travelling by two cars, in this car is Joe, my mom, me, Zach and Bex. In the car behind is Grant, Nick, Macey, Liz and Jonas. Aunt Abby will be joining in a few days. I wanted all of my close friends and family to have their own compartments within the house if they ever needed it. I wanted it to be as much their home as mine.
30 minutes later Joe turned up the lane towards the the farmhouse. I rolled down the window allowing the cold crisp air to whirl around my face. The smell of wood and hay filled my nostrils. Flooding my brain with memories. Happy memories. Once we pulled up, I darted out of the car towards the front door, because it was secluded the door was always open. Even when the threat that the circle could come after them, the door was always open. My grandparents were just those kinda people, always open to welcome anyone home. As expected the door opened, and I walked into the open plan kitchen/diner/living room. It felt like I was transported back over decades, not much has changed since I was here. I closed my eyes, if I thought hard enough, I could hear my Grandpa playing Jazz on the radio whilst he sits in his armchair reading the paper. If I thought hard enough, I could smell my Grandma baking chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen; she always had some sort of sweet treat for me when I visited, she said my dad was the same. A smile crept onto my face.
'Kiddo?' My mom said from behind, I opened my eyes at turned to her.
'Yeah?' I ask
'Are you okay?'
'Just remembering how they used to be' I gave a weak smile, my mom returned the smile and looked around the room.
'They always made me feel welcome, even after...everything'
'Mom, you know Grandma would have given you her blessing with Joe'
'Really?'
'Really, you were the daughter she never had. She loved you no matter what.' I said enveloping her in a hug
'Thanks Kiddo' She said squeezing me. We stood there until Joe cleared his throat, we turned to look at him.
'How's my favourite girls?' He asked stepping forward
'We're good' We both said at the same time. Joe smiled and wrapped his arms around us. We were in a family hug. We were a family.
Once we parted, we sorted out our rooms. There were 3 bedrooms here. My mom and Joe would have one, Abby would have one (when she arrived), and us 6 would have the last room. This was my room when I was here. We dismantled my bed so that there was enough floor space for all of us. Joe took all the boys aside and gave them a lecture on what would happen if they did any funny business whilst we were here. Let's just say that that he scared them. A lot.
The rest of the day was spent settling in, I sat on the front porch flicking through a photobook I found. I was lost in memories, seeing pictures of my Grandma and Grandpa in their prime day. The smiles beaming up at me looked like they were never going to fade. They were timeless.
'You know, when I stayed with Matthew, he used to come out here and watch the sunset. Every night. He said that being at Blackthorne, he forgot how beautiful the view from here was, so he wanted to savour as many sunsets as he could.' Joe said sitting next to me.
'When did you stay with them?' I asked, we both concentrated on the view
'When I ran from home' I looked at him with raised eyebrows, he smiled and continued 'My parents never had the best relationship, they were hardly at home together and when they were they argued. Mrs Morgan always made this place welcoming, so instead of going home during the school breaks, I came here. No questions asked.'
'She always had a good heart'
'So do you' He looked at me, I looked at him. We smiled. 'Come inside, dinner's almost ready', as we got up we heard a car roaring up the road.
'Is Abby early?' I asked looking at Joe, his eyes were set on where the noise was coming from.
'Her flight doesn't leave till tomorrow' He changed his stance, placing himself slightly in front of me. The car that approached was dark, it had tinted windows. This wasn't right.
The car came to a stop next to Joe's. The engine turned off. At this point Zach and Bex had come out to investigate with us, they didn't say anything but read the situation and stared at the car with us. Zach came next to me and placed a hand on the small of my back. The car doors opened and two male figures emerged. They approached us.
'Hey Cameroney!' One of the figures shouted, I instantly knew who it was, so did Joe.
'Jay!' I shouted running towards the figure and leaping into his arms, I wrapped my arms around his neck and me placed his arms around my waist, lifting me up in the air and twirling us around, we were both in fits of laughter as we went around. The laughter, the gun, the shot, the screams. When he put us down we immediately dropped our arms and smiled at each other. 'What are you doing here?' I asked
'Abby said that you would be up here this weekend. She invited us to come up. I'm sorry to hear about Mr Morgan.' His happy smiled turned to a more sympathetic one.
'Thanks' I muttered
'Well isn't little Cameron Morgan, not so little anymore' The other figure said.
'Hello Arthur' I said hugging him
'Karlton. We weren't expecting you' Joe said coming down to greet our unexpected guests, he shook Arthur's hand.
'Abby invited us, is she here?'
'No she should be here tomorrow. Why don't you come inside, Rachel would love to see you'
'Yeah, we'll leave the lovebirds to reunite.' Arthur smiled at me and Jayson.'How long have you been together? Must be what...nearly 8 years?' My blood ran cold. I looked from Arthur to Jason to Joe to Bex and Zach. Both of them were shocked. They both had an expression of utter disappointment and betrayal plastered on their faces.
'Something like that' Jay muttered standing next to me, not looking at anyone.
'Well I assume you have catching up to do.' Arthur said walking away from us and straight into the house ignoring Zach and Bex. Joe looked at me and Jay raising his eyebrows before walking back inside. When the door shut I slapped Jay across the face.
'YOU STILL HAVEN'T TOLD HIM?!' I screamed at him
'Cam I haven't had a good opportunity' he said rubbing his face
'BULLSHIT! You've had 8 years to tell him.' I spat
'Cam it's not that easy. Please, just pretend for a couple of days' He pleaded
'It's not me you have to convince. It's them' I said pointing at my best friend and boyfriend. Zach's expression was dark, he was beyond pissed at this situation. Bex looked at me worried, as if I was someone she'd never seen before.
'You haven't told them, have you?' He asked
'No! Because honestly, I thought that if we saw each other again, you would have grown a backbone and told your father the truth. I didn't think this lie would go on for four years Jay!' I took a step towards him 'You need to fix this or I will'. With that, I walked into the house, past Bex and Zach and into the house.
'Cammie, can I talk to you?' Joe asked, I nodded and followed him down to my Grandpa's old study. One the door shut, he looked at me.
'What was Arthur talking about?' He asked.
'Well…' I continued to explain to him everything, what happened 8 years ago when me and Jay were only 10, what we were protecting and the lie itself. The one lie that got away from me.
Author's note: Chapter 1 of a new story! Check out my other story: Somebody Knows...If you're interested in the Heist Society series, check out my other story: Trust Me. Which is a twist on the character's and their lives.
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