[Once again: I do not own Jason nor Justin Bieber or any of the characters that are familiar.]
I know this is a short one...but it's leading up to something great(: I've outlined this story (this is a first for me haha) so I'll be posting more often, because now I know where it's going to lead
I decided to fake sick so I get home early, get my head straight, and figure out what the hell I was going to do. You really didn't think I would just walk away like that, did you? Sure, I'll go back to my Harvard dream, I just got to take care of business first.
I hurriedly exited the building but froze when I felt eyes on me. I quickly scanned the campus, no one was insight. I never let my caution down as I walked to my new car, a 2009 Chevy Cobalt LS… I know, what a downgrade. I jumped in and sat there for a moment, daring however to come out. But they didn't, and soon the feeling went away. I shook my head to regain composure and drove home, or not really home, but to my apartment.
I had just finished my homework when my phone rang, I quickly grabbed it and hit answer. "Hello?"
"You have ten days to kill Jason McCann. If you fail to, you will be discharged." said an electronic voice. It was 'Boss', he didn't have the guts to talk with his real voice.
"By that you mean…?"
"Dead." the voice spat and hung up.
I smiled to myself as threw my phone on the floor, digging my boots heel into the screen. The eccentric side of me enjoyed the audible crunch it made.
"We fell in love in a hopeless place… we fell in love in a hopeless place." I sang along to Rihanna's new hit, my voice barely hitting the notes. I drummed my fingers to the beat, relying on my memory to get me to my destination. I turned on a dead end road, looking for any sign of being followed, once I clarified I wasn't, I kept driving. I pulled up to a chain-link wall with a sliding fence, a silver speaker jutting out towards my window.
The speaker's static came on, "Well look who back," said an all to familiar voice, "Miss me?"
"Fortunately," I smiled up at the hidden camera, "no. I didn't Luke."
"Damn." he laughed. The speakers static went off, and the gate opened. I smiled and drove through, the warehouse came into view moments later. It looked run down, but the interior still to this day stuns me. I pulled around to the garage, automatically the rusted door opened and I pulled in. I stepped out and spotted my Aston Martin at the end, parked next to a black Camaro. I smiled again, the feeling of being home washing over me.
The garage was empty and I had a good way to walk to the entrance of the warehouse, my black heeled boots clacked against the smooth concrete. It soothed me and gave me a moment to think about exactly what I was going to say. A lot was riding on this.
I stepped through the door and was greeted with several smiles and nods. I smiled back and headed straight for the one man who made me think clear, Alec. I opened the door without knocking. He looked up stun and slightly mad from his computer, but his features slowly softened into a bright smile. I noticed Amelia playing happily with a doll house in the corner. I looked back to see Alec standing arms crossed, his smile still present.
"I'm at a loss for words Miss Kane." he beamed.
"I sadly can not say the same." I replied with a small laugh.
"I've always got time for you Adrienne." he sat back down and shut down his computer, giving me his full attention. I sat down in a fluffy back chair, folding my legs under me, getting comfortable. I opened my mouth to begin, but he stopped me, "Before we get to the more serious conversation, tell me, how are you love?"
"I've been better," I replied, "I manage to get my grades back. And I received another letter form Harvard, mentioning something about a scholarship." I gave him a sly smile.
"That's fantastic! We must celebrate!" he was genuinely happy, and it made feel all warm inside to know he cares.
"For sure." I smiled, my cheeks began to hurt from all the smiling, "But we really need to get down to business."
He sighed, "Of course. Lay it on me." he leaned back and connected his fingers on his chest by his knuckles.
"Boss called me again," I shook my head and leaned back, "He threatened that if I don't kill Jason, I'll be discharged. Meaning I-"
"I know what it means." he cut me off.
I nodded, "You know I can't do that to Jason-"
"You care about him to much."
"I care about this whole crew to much." I corrected him, "I just want…my life back. I want to go to Harvard, it's all I've ever wanted."
"But is it what you need?"
"Being in all of this," I gestured around the room, "isn't exactly what I need either." he didn't say anything, so I kept talking, "I need to end this, and the only way to get out is if I take down my father."
"Why do you say that?"
"If my father is gone, I'll no longer have ties to Boss. That's the main reason I'm still in this, because of my father, if he was gone, Boss would have no more interest in me."
"I'm not entirely sure-"
"It's the only choice I have left, if it doesn't work, I'll stay. I'll stay here and do what ever assignment you put me on. But if it works, then I'm going to leave." my eyes pleaded with him, "Just give me chance, help me. I just… I need to try to solve things."
"I understand." Alec nodded, "but it's going to atleast take a week to get ready and you can't do it alone." I nodded furiously, and stood up to leave, "Adrienne, realize you original assignment has not changed."
I nodded solemnly and walked out, shutting the door behind me. I stood there for a moment, letting it all sink in and taking big breathes. I glanced at the clock on the wall across from me, two minutes before lunch. I regained my composure and quickly walked to the lunch room. I sat down and tried to control my heart rate.
"Man that was sick!" Jason exclaimed busting into the lunchroom, his smile priceless as he held the front of his jeans with his hand, his hat turned backwards. James can strolling in next, his hands tucked into his gray hoodie pockets, a smirk playing on his lips. He glanced around the room unlike Jason. His eyes fell on me and stopped mid-step. "What is it man?" Jason said turning around, he noticed me and then turned back around quickly.
"You…you came back." James smiled as he walked to me.
"Mhm." I smiled, "Now where's my hug?" He quickly wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tight against his chest.
"How are you? Are you okay? How'd you get away? Did he hurt you? I'll kill him." he rambled on, expecting me at arms link.
"I'm fine. He actually took me home after the trade."
"I'm glad your okay." he smiled and pulled me back into a hug.
"I missed you Jamie." I murmured into his hoodie.
"I missed you too." he muttered into my hair. I pulled away and sat down at the table, he sat down beside me. I didn't notice Jason had sat down until he popped open his soda can across from us.
"Hey Jason." I smiled at him. He didn't say anything, he didn't look up. He just ate. I looked down at the table, fighting the tears.
"So why'd you come back?" James asked, trying to break the silence.
"I need your help."
"With?" he laughed.
"I'm going to take down my father, and I can't do it alone."
"I know exactly who can help." I couldn't help but glance at Jason, "You haven't met him." James gave me a small smile.
I nodded, "We need to get Marcus away from any other agents. We could-" I was cut off my Jason getting up and walking away.
"It's going to take a while." James sighed. I juts nodded, to afraid that if I opened my mouth I would break.
"You might be able to kick my ass," James laughed, pulling off his shirt and throwing it to the ground, "But let's see if you can kick mine, and his." he gestured behind me. I looked back to see another shirtless boy, he could easily make a living as a model. Easily.
"oh damn." I muttered.
"I'm Brian." he smirked, crossing his arms, making his biceps more prominent. His voice alluring and it almost made my knees weak.
"Mm." I squeaked, trying to look away from his body.
"Ready?" James smirked, getting down into a defensive stance, Brian doing the same.
"Do you really think-" they came at me, "Nahhhh!" I yelled running for the door. Brian caught my thigh and brought me to the ground. I kicked away, getting him in the shoulder. I quickly stood up but was pinned back down my James.
"Come on fight back!" James yelled pinning my ankles and wrists to the ground. I groaned and tried to raise my wrists but it didn't work. He cleared his throat, "Please don't groan like that." I narrowed my eyes at him, and pushed my weight over, I was now pinning him to the floor. I stood up and stepped away from the boys.
"Let's go." I murmured. They stood up, smirking to their hearts content as I kicked both of their asses. At the same time.
"I think we got this." Brian stated as we sat on the mats of the training room, discussing what we were going to.
"Me too." I smiled at him.
"Tomorrow, bright and earlier. We get this shit done." James said as he stood. I nodded and watched them both leave.
I fell back on the floor and laid there, mentally preparing myself for the all out brawl that was going to happen in less then 12 hours.