Hey guys! Long time no see. I've been pretty busy lately and when I have been able to write I've been concentrating on another story. This chapter is very short, but it's better than nothing. Right?
Kayla's P.O.V.
I love mornings. There is always that peaceful moment, until the pain hits you hard in the chest. Or the stomach. If you didn't eat well the day before. Marcus. I have to find Marcus. I look at my alarm clock. 6:00 am. Uhh. I search around for my costume, which I discarded on my floor after I got in last night. After putting it on, I carefully ease open the door and slip silently down the hall. The good thing about being a former thief; you're light on your feet. Almost impossible to spot.
"Morning."
Almost impossible. I spin around to find the one and only Sam Alexander with a breakfast tray in his hands.
"What are you doing up?" I ask him.
"I could ask the same for you," he retorted smirking.
"Yes, well, the difference between you and me is that I have an internal alarm clock," I say.
"So you set internal alarm clock for 6am?"
"Yes, now your turn."
He sighed. "I made you breakfast. Thought you might not be in the mood for chatting with the team yet." He raised the tray to show me.
I felt the frown on my face soften slightly. He got up at 6am to make me breakfast? This was new. The last time someone made me breakfast was McDonalds. I snuck in to the kitchens and grabbed a breakfast burger, so I have a feeling it wasn't intentionally for me. "Thanks, but you really didn't have to."
"I know, but I wanted you to taste my incredibly awesome Sam cakes."
I couldn't help but laugh. God that kid was something. "Fine, I'll take your attempt of trying to poison me and then I'll head off."
I take the tray from him and set it on the table. Sharing the stack of pancakes, we got through them in two minutes.
"What did you think?" he asked when we finished.
"They were ok." Truth was, they were gorgeous. But I wasn't going to inflate his already large ego.
"Oh just admit it. They're wonderful," he scoffed.
"Wait there," Sam told me before bolting off to his room. I really didn't have time for this. I had to go search for Marcus. When Sam came back, he was holding his helmet. "Let's go."
Seriously? First he makes me pancakes, now he's helping me search.
Well, he did kiss you said a little voice in my head.
But I kissed him back!
Maybe he does care about you.
Oh please. No one ever cared about me. I'm just one of many kids that cause nuisance for the police.
Don't forget, your parents cared about you too.
Yeah, and look where that got them.
"Where do you want to start?"
I thought for a minute. "Hell's Kitchen."
He looked at me for a minute. "Why?"
"Because that's where I was taken after my parents… after I was kidnapped. If it's the same people, and im willing to bet it is, then that's where they'd take Marcus."
"Wouldn't that be why they wouldn't do that?"
"They want me to go after them Sam. That's why they captured him. To get to me." And boy when they get to me, I'll make them regret it.
Like I said, pretty short. But either way... review! Favourite! Follow! Or completely ignore me!
Lots of love,
Kayla xx