Why hello my lovelies! How are you? Sorry updates are becoming scarce, but I've been busy with my other story, Man Of Iron, Heart Of Gold. You should read it. Also TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAAAY! So you should review :) yay reviews!
A bit of a short chapter, and a mega cliffhanger xD Sorry not sorry.
-Kitty
Chapter 10:
Ma was always a docile person, which made it hard for Clint to believe she was ever as good as an agent as Nat, but once I had stayed out late, doing things I probably shouldn't have been doing, when I had an exam the next morning, (and trust me, it's not the kind of exam you're thinking of, considering some of the test takers don't exactly leave alive) and let's just say, My face really regretted in the next morning.
"Clinnnt" I whined.
"Scarletttte" he mimicked.
"I'm borrrred."
"Why don't you go do what you are supposed to be doing. 'Clearing stuff up with the government'" Clint asked.
"I want fried chickeeeen." I moaned, rolling over face first onto the bed where we were sitting.
"Stir Fried chicken?" He taunted.
"Deeeeeeeep fried." I mock-sobbed.
Clint laughed. He was one of the few people who knew my addiction to fried chicken.
A few rooms over, Ma was shouting into the telephone in Japanese.
"What's she saying. I'm too lazy to use my brain power and translate." Clint asked.
I slapped him. "Hush." I said, and tiptoed out the door towards Ma's room.
"I told you! I'm innocent!" Ma shouted. "Scarlette? No. No not Scarlette. That isn't her."
"Who isn't me?" I whispered, my ear pressed to her door.
"Scarlette would never do that. She has higher standards." Ma argued.
It went silent for a minute.
"Scarlette is innocent!" Ma screeched.
I ran back to our room, where Clint was waiting.
"She sounds pissed." Clint chuckled.
"Clint, I need to go. Don't get hurt." I said, grabbing my shoes and my coat.
"What? Where are you going?" Clint asked, standing up and catching me by the arm.
"It would be best if you didn't know." I whispered. I kissed him slowly, then ran to the door, and left.