One Mistake & No Survivors
Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from Big Time Rush. The girls belong to their creators. I only own the plot.
Chapter Three
Yesterday Is In The Past
One Year Ago, Elena's POV
I take a seat at the table, where Agent Gomez sits across from me. A recorder sits in the middle of the table, the tape inside spinning, signaling its working and on.
"Tell your story from beginning to end." Agent Gomez says.
I take a deep shaky breath, glancing at the clock ticking away. It's currently seven twenty six in the morning. Caleb and I landed in London approximately thirty four minutes, where I have to give my statements on the mission. Afterwards, Caleb and I leave right away for Italy.
I yawn before speaking, as I haven't slept since a day ago. I spent the whole plane ride crying my eyes out. "My name is Elena Aballa Caridth. My birthday is August 18th and I am sixteen years old. On December 14th, I, along with Amanda Anderson, Erika Castriel, and Kameryn Clarke were assigned to protect a boy band consisting of Kendall Knight, James Diamond, Carlos Garcia, and Logan Mitchell from an unknown predator, who was later identified as Charles West, along with the assistance of five others. We succeed in our mission of protecting the boys, along with the capture of Charles West."
"You developed a romantic relationship with one of the boys, correct?"
I gulp, the pain of the previous night surging through my body like a lightening bolt. "Yes, I developed a romantic relationship with Kendall Knight." I answer.
"Miss Caridth, once you answer my question, your answer is the final answer. Do you understand?"
I nod my head, tears pricking in my eyes.
"You began a romantic relationship with Mr. Knight, and last night, December 31st, you left him. Do you at any time in the future plan on revisiting Mr. Knight or your relationship with him?"
I look at Agent Gomez, a single tear finally falling as I answer. "Mr. Knight and I have no relationship, no connection anymore. Kendall Knight is nothing but a memory to me."
Present Day
I stand among the shadows of the building, watching from across the street as Kendall exits a restaurant, his hand intertwined with his girlfriend, Jo Taylor. I squeeze my eyes shut, remembering when him and I held hands. But, as I told Agent Gomez a year ago, Kendall Knight and our relationship is nothing but a memory.
"You know this is considered stalking, right?" Caleb, my nineteen year old brother and partner for the past year, jokes as he comes up from behind me. I turn around and face him.
"I just needed reassurance that he's doing alright." I reply.
"If you think he moved on, you're crazy. That girl is just an attempt to fill the gap in his heart you left. Trust me little sis, Kendall hasn't forgotten about you. And if he ever does, it's probably because he's suffering from memory loss."
I smile at Caleb. Caleb gives me a gentle shove forward out of the shadows. "We have a meeting to attend to." Caleb says with a smirk. We leave the comfort of the shadows and make our way down the bustling street of Los Angeles.
Across the street, Kendall walks hand and hand with his girlfriend. I try to focus on blending in with the crowd, yet my brown eyes every now and then shift to him. Even with the cars and people in my way, I can see some distance in Kendall's blue-green eyes. I look away, pain shrugging through my heart just knowing that I was the cause of that.
I look up at Caleb. He and I look identical. We both share the same black hair; although Caleb has a short messy cut and my pin straight hair is usually up in a ponytail, as it is now. We both have the same light chocolate brown eyes; although I wear grey contacts that make mine seem almost white. We both have the same golden tan. The one difference is Caleb got our father's height, and I got the short end of the straw by getting my mother's height of 5'3.
Caleb and I are in Los Angeles to stop a technologic exchange, meaning that there was a trade of technology that could alter or destroy that technology world forever. Caleb and I stop at a crosswalk, just as Kendall and his girlfriend stop at the one across the street.
As cars zoom by, Kendall's eyes land on me and widen. Quickly, Kendall releases his hand from Jo's and steps out into the street. He begins to run between cars, which stop and beep at him. I grab Caleb's arm and pull him away. We run down the street, shoving people out of our way.
"Elena!" Caleb yells as I continue to drag him. "Elena, Kendall's gone, you're safe!"
I stop dead in my tracks. I let go of Caleb's arm and lean against a wall, shaking in fear over the fact that Kendall almost caught me. I knew it was a horrible idea accepting this mission here in Los Angeles.
"Lena?" Caleb asks slowly, using my nickname. "He's gone. Look at me Lena." Caleb says. I look at him, still shaking. "Everything's okay. Kendall is over two blocks away. Anybody ever tell you that you're one fast runner?"
I let out a small laugh. Caleb is one of the only people in this whole world that can make me smile in the worst of times. Caleb places a hand on my shoulder and squeezes. "Kendall is a thing of the past, remember that. Everything that happened a year ago is in the past."
"It feels like it was only yesterday when I left him." I say.
"Yesterday is in the past Lena, along with every day that has past since last year. Now come on, let's get back to the mission. It will take your mind off of what just happened."
Caleb and I set off down the street, and Caleb refreshes me on the meeting and what we we're supposed to do. And just like that, everything that just happened fades away like shadows when the sun rises.