Author's Note:

Finally! I'm free, guys! No more exams for at least four months, wohoo! The order of the flashbacks in the story are purposefully placed that way, don't get confused.

And I'm so happy, I can't express it at all. Anyway, there is an important notice that I would like to tell you all:

"|Next update is on Monday|"

Warning: I'm typing this chapter out from my phone, so there might be a few typos. Please excuse them for now since I am on vacation and couldn't carry my laptop with me😅

That is it that I had to say. Oh yes! Also, the characters might be a little OOC, becuase I haven't read the second series yet! I just know the characters from every book so maybe that can explain why I am so handicapped. Please forgive me!😢

Please Enjoy!

Chapter 6

"That is it?" She asked, a mischievous smile on her face as they ran faster out of the lane.

There was a madman behind them, as they had plucked one of the apples from his trees and took off in a sprint together.

He laughed, "Amy, I feel there is something you have planned." He said.

She rolled her eyes, the phase of embarrassment long gone a year ago. She stepped forward and put her hand on his shoulder, forcing him to look into her jade eyes. Her face was adorned with a sweet smile and he thought, that he was dreaming.

Soon, he gave into the dream only to be flipped on his back as he lost balance on his only foot as she sweeped his leg.

Laughing, the ebony haired man rubbed his backside and grumbled lowly, still shocked at the trick she pulled.

And then their eyes met, the mirth in the air dissipating as they both realized the position they were in a few moments ago. A small red hue covered her cheeks as she looked away, her heart running a mile every second as he raised himself.

She followed him as Ian walked calmly to his car. There was silence as th door opened and shut suddenly, and made her realize that he was pissed off.

Quickly, Amy got into the shotgun and opened her mouh to apologize when―

Splash!

She was dripping wet, Ian holding a water gun in his hand as he broke out into loud laughter. Amy was completed stunned, never expecting such a comeback.

There was an awkward silence that took over as Amy admired his handsome face after a few moments of scowling. His laughter died as her silence compelled him to look at her, directly into her eyes.

With a charming smile, the one that he gave only to her, he squeezed her hand. Then looking at the road, he started the ignition, not caring that his car would smell the next day.

It was anyway their celebration for completing many missions in a span of fifteen days each month. They had the entire day to themselves before they both would go to the party the next day.

He stopped outside her house, his mind in a frenzy as he realized that she didn't withdraw her hand, perfectly fit in his. He could feel the veins in his body bursting with energy, her beautiful face, puckered lips and large eyes awed him to no end. She was perfect, in that modest white fitted dress.

"I love you, Amy." It was a soft whisper, so easily said that no one would think he was saying it for the first time. Her smile was of the sweetest honey, he had never seen her so radiant. Her hand squeezed his just a bit, and his heart burst. He got his answer, she didn't need to say anything. He knew now.

With a finally goodbye, he left her as she happily and giddily climbed the stairs. Her footsteps were shaky due to the intense emotion finally settling in. Her heart got what it desired, his love for her. And there was nothing more great than having him love her.

"I love you." She stopped, her heart dropping for a second. Raising her head and praying it not to be true, there stood her first love and ex fiancé. She couldn't move as he came closer and closer.

"Don't. Don't come near me." She cautiously took a step backwards as he kept coming nearer and nearer. The atmosphere had gotten tense, air thick like ice. Amy could feel her hair on her back standing up as he revealed a gun, pointing right on her head.

"You have to leave Boston immediately." He said, his voice hard. Amy's eyes widened and she gulped. But her fear for dying wasn't so big. She had overcome that a few missions ago. Mustering all her courage and skills, she shook her head already planning to disarm him.

"Why are you doing this?" Ignoring the gun, she focused on his eyes, black. Jake laughed dryly.

"Because I love you. I don't want you to be near that pinhead. We were happy, you admiring my music and I happily enjoying my life." He muttered darkly.

"It was you who ruined it! You killed my parents that day! You tried to burn me and yet you so you love me? And why should I listen to you at all?" She pointed a finger on his chest.

He narrowed his eyes, "Don't tell me you have fallen for him."

Amy didn't answer, but her expression said it all. He lowered his gun and tightened his jaw, swiftly taking down the stairs.

"Wh―where are you going?" She asked, thick voice with worry.

"To kill Ian." He simply replied. She panicked, her legs moving of their own accord.

She fell on his legs and refused to move away as he kicked.

"Please, no. Don't do anything. I...will do anything. Anything if you promise me that you will not hurt Ian." She pleaded.

He stopped, looking at her rather oddly. Finally, he knelt down.

"Okay."

"Swear first." She said before he left. His expression hardened, but he managed to mutter the oath she had asked him to.

There was nothing she could do, except go up and start packing for her journey to never return back.

xxx

"Mom?" She walked into the room, how strangely silent it was. She gulped as she walked into the house. She feel the aura, something was terribly wrong. She slowly stepped forward, her teeth biting her lip. She breath a sigh of relief until―

There, a puddle of blood beside her father's head as he lay on the floor. She rushed towards his side and her heart dropped.

"Daddy!" She wailed. With wobbly legs and shaky hands, she hastily climbed the stairs, praying that her mother would still be there, folding her clothes and scoldi―

Her legs stopped abruptly, her face drained white. The gun on her forehead confirmed her mother's fate. But Jake had other ideas.

Suddenly, she was splashed with oil, his fingers curled over a lighter. She flinched, slowly climbing down. "Why did you do this?" She managed to croak. He gave a dry chuckle.

"Getting information before dying, aren't we? Well, I can give you that since you are dying after all. Your parents had killed my only brother. Atticus. I used to love you, that single action brought my hatred on. And do you know why they killed him? Because they thought he deserved to die as he earned through a kind man. Now you all will have to pay." They were still slowly moving in circles, like a lion slowly approaching it's pray.

She could've sworn the sky outside the hall window had turned red, dangerously orange and swirls of black. Her eyes were yet decieving her, she still couldn't digest that her parents were dead.

"Jake, I love you." She tried to reason. He laughed ,shaking his head.

"Too late, Amy. Too late." He pulled the cap and brought it near to her when―

"Run Amy! Come on!" A hand enclosed on her wrist and grabbed her.

She found herself running behind her seventeen year old brother, as he guided her through the crowd.

She would never be able to love anyone ever again.

xxx

"Why are you here, Jake?" She asked warily. Her stance was guarded, like a lioness ready to pounce.

"Didn't I tell you to never come back?"

"No, you just told me to go away from Boston. You never told me never come back." She calmly replied.

He gritted his teeth. Approaching her, almost ready to press her neck.

"Are you back here to reply to him?" Thats when everything clicked into place.

"You were there when we went on our date. You spied on us." She accused him, her anger boiling at its maximum.

He smirked, "Why should I not be? I did say I love you."

"You SPOILED EVERYTHING!" She wailed, almost losing a grip. She steadied herself and closed her fist, her anger too much to even be dissolved.

"Leave." She said, her voice bitter and hurt. An unidentified emotion passed through his eyes, old Jake hiding behind the hatred and thirst for revenge.

"Amy please I―"

"I said leave this place!" She said again even more desperate. Pointing towards the open the door.

"Why? So you could hurt Ian again and again? I bet you haven't even told him that you left because of me." He challenged.

"Get out, Jake." She muttered again.

"Is that―"

"How many times should she tell you to get out? What are you doing in my apartment? Get out of here immediately." A masculine voice interrupted.

Amy stood behind Jake as he snapped his head and met the eyes of two people, Natalie and Dan.

xxx

"Amy, I think I have been far too patient. And I have respected your space eboughe so don't you think I deserve to know what happened that day?"

Amy sat on the foot of the bed, staring at her hands. Natalie glanced at Dan, not knowing how she got stuck in such a situation.

"I'm assuming that he had something to do with your abrupt leave."

Amy sighed this time. "Your right. He is the reason I left. He he had threatened me that day. He told me that he'd kill Ian if I didn't leave Boston. I should've known that he had seen us together. We were so happy, Ian and I...Ian had confessed to me. I felt as if it was the best day of my life " a sweet innocent smile crept on her face.

Natalie gaped, "My brother confessed?! Where did his pride go?"

Amy didn't say anything, but she gave her a knowing smile. Like Natalie knew why. Except she did know why.

And she didn't feel disgusted by Amy anymore than she used to.

Dan kept a hand on her shoulder. "Ian deserves the truth, Amy. Even if you know that it will break your heart. You have to tell him. You have to tell him what happened that day."

Amy could see reason in his words and nodded. "Maybe he would understand and forgive you. If he doesn't, at least you can move on."

He was right, Amy knew that. She swallowed tge lump in her throat.

"You can tell him in the party tomorrow night " Natalie finally spoke.

Amy frowned, "Which party?"

Natalie smacked Dan's head. "Hey! What was that for?!" He exclaimed rubbing his head .

Natalie rolled her eyes, "Your brother here kept saying he would tell you about the party and totally forgot about it. You were right on calling him a dweeb." She explained.

Amy laughed, how true that statement was.

But she couldn't help but resolve to tell him. Even with her heart on fire and will reignited, she still had a tiny feeling he would turn away. But she had to tell him now.

Tell him everything that is in her heart.

Author's Note:

Thank you everyone that reviewed the last chapter:

Farjana: Well, I think you got your answer here, haven't you?😉 And thank you, I'm really happy that the last chapter was great. I did a few changes later, you can check it out!

hptriviachamp: Thank you so much for the tips and the pointing outs, I did those changes already because I realized I wouldn't do it later. Lol. But a few things are still unexplained. Besides, the entailed are the grouo or team of girls responsible for Amy's descent to Boston. Moreover, the clue hunt is actually an agency for detectives where the President decides the partners comparing their capabilities and compatibility. And also he is the one that picks cases out that are suitable.

Thank you so much, all those who give time to my story. I am really happy.

Goodbye!(See you on Monday!)

P.S. In celebration to my completion of school, I will try to write my deleted story out, as much as I could remember. Hope it will be successful and I post it out soon!