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Time is a weird thing. It can go by slower than a snail, or faster than a cheetah. Five minutes can seem like it takes five seconds or five hours.
And right then, as I was looking into chocolate brown eyes, it seemed like it was hours, maybe even days, before the moment was broken. And not broken like it would be in a normal life; it was broken the way it always is in a spy's life.
Don't get me wrong, this moment was one I wasn't quite fond of. At all. Maybe the boy holding me had the cutest brown eyes, shimmering blonde hair and defiantly fit into the gorgeous category; but, here's the thing… he was, putting it simply, evil. Not good. Bad. To put it bluntly, he worked for the Circle of Cavan, and there is nothing remotely good about them. They wanted me, for reasons I am still not quite sure of.
Not to mention, Zachary Goode defiantly fits in the gorgeous category too. Number one by far, if you ask me. But don't tell him I said that. His ego would inflate even more, and I could not handle that.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something that not only pulled me out of my thoughts and back down to earth, but completely shocked me. No, it wasn't the fist flying through the air, aimed for the boy's jaw. It was who that fist belonged to. Zach. He had a look of complete fury on his face. I had never seen him that… mad. His flawless, chiseled face was red with rage, and his emerald green orbs held a look of pure hatred.
The girl part of me leaned back, avoiding the punch, and was praying that no blood would land on me. The more important part, the spy part, was ready to beat this kid up the second I was released from his strong grasp.
Like I said before, Zach is strong. His punch sent the blonde boy flying back, hitting the cream colored wall of the bathroom. Blood was trickling out of his mouth as he stood back up.
I would have gone in for my own punch, but a large, rough hand stopped me. Zach grabbed my arm, yanking me behind him in one fluid motion.
I was about to protest, but I stopped, as Zach let out a small sound that, I could have been imagining it, sounded like a growl.
"What the hell was that for?" the brown eyed boy asked Zach, as he wiped blood off his jaw with his sleeve. I could only see part of him, as I was peeking out from behind Zach. He took a step forward, towards us, and Zach seemed to snap.
"Get away from her!" he roared, pushing me father behind him, blocking my view of the boy. Zach made a move to go for another punch, but the boy caught his fist, and tossed it aside. I quickly peeked back out from behind Zach again so I could see what was happening.
"Dude, chill!" the blonde said, "I just want to talk!"
Zach couldn't have cared any less about what the boy had just said. He responded by aiming his fist for the brown eyed boy's gut.
Me, on the other hand, I was listening to what the boy was trying to tell us. "Listen, Zach. I'm not against you! I want out of the Circle, like how you got out! Don't you remember me, dude? You, me, Austin, Jared… the guns at the waterfalls?" the boy tried, probably reminding Zach of some sort of memory.
Zach seemed to relax in front of me, dropping his fist, but I knew he was still on high alert. I couldn't see Zach's face, but I could hear the surprise in what he said next, "…Blake?" He used a voice I had never heard him use before. To me, he almost sounded like a scared little boy, but I knew better. He was just Zach, letting his guard down the slightest bit.
The boy, Blake, let out a small smile, confirming Zach's question. "What's it like? Not being in the Circle?" he asked, taking a step forward.
But Zach wasn't in a very trusting mood. "How can we trust you?" he snapped, wrapping his arm around me, pulling me forward, so I was next to him.
"Come on, Zach. Really? I've wanted out ever since you made it out. You have no idea how horrible it is there without you. Austin changed when you left. Him and Jared… they are the Circle's top assassins, and they don't give a sh*t about innocent lives. They've changed…" Blake dropped off, sadness in not only his voice, but his expression as well.
"What about you?" Zach asked, his voice still untrusting. "Did you change?"
"I changed… for the better. I was there when Jared killed his first time. It may have been after you had left, but I felt the same as you did. I wanted to get out, just like you. I tried… believe me- I tried. But, I was never as good as you…" Blake trailed off, grinning a little at the long lost memory.
I glanced up at Zach, and was a bit surprised. He did smirk at the sentence, but then, in a split second, it was gone. He was back on high guard, tightening his grip on me.
Blake must have seen the doubt Zach displayed as well, as he sighed. Slowly, he took of his shirt, something I personally didn't mind too much. Like all spies, good and bad, Blake had muscles. But that wasn't my focus for more than a few seconds.
Blake took a deep breath, and turned around, showing us his chiseled back. But that wasn't what shocked me. There were whip marks, scars. There were some old ones and even some newer ones, probably not even a few years old.
Zach gasped, releasing his hold on me, "They did that to you? Did my… mother do this to you?" he asked in a shaken voice.
"The ones when I first tried to escape were from her but the newer ones were my dad," he muttered, looking down.
"Your dad did that to you?" Zach asked, with disbelief in his voice.
"He's changed too, Zach. Him and you're mom… they got married, and trust me, you don't want to piss either of them off now."
"She did that to my father?" Zach growled, not believing the marriage himself.
Blake nodded solemnly, eyes on the floor. "He betrayed my mother too," he reminded Zach.
Zach stiffly nodded, and an awkward silence followed.
I was a bit confused on a few points, so I decided to speak up, "Who's Jared?" I asked.
Blake turned his head slightly and focused his chocolate brown orbs on me, "My brother," he said in a strained voice. "He was close to Zach's brother, Austin. The two of them were our role models when we were young and naïve." He ended in a bitter tone.
"Where is he now? I didn't see him at the meeting," I stated, with a quick glance in the direction of Zach. He was still focused on Blake, looking for any signs of lying. I believed Blake, as I had found none myself.
"I'm not positive, probably on this ship, undercover. My dad was speaking to Zach's mom about their plans on getting you," I stiffened at his words. Blake continued, not missing a beat, "They mainly spoke of using me, Jared and Austin to honey pot you.." he trailed off when he say Zach's furious eyes. I didn't blame him.
"Why on this ship?" Zach asked him, with a quick glance at me.
"You didn't know?" Blake asked, surprised. When we both shook our heads, he sighed, "They know you're on this ship. No doubt in their minds. Jared is probably looking for you, undercover. They had informed me and Austin as well when we boarded the ship."
"Do they think I'm here too?" Zach asked, in an oddly quiet voice.
"You're mom thinks so. She told us all to look for you with Cameron."
"Cammie," I said, instinctively, not a huge fan of the use of my full name.
"Okay," Blake said, with a little smile, "Cammie."
Zach cleared his thought in an unusually loud manner, looking at the black watch on his wrist, "It's late. Cam needs her sleep. We'll meet you at the breakfast buffet on the Promenade deck tomorrow at nine a.m. exactly. We need to talk with everyone." Zach proposed.
Blake nodded and with one last glance my way, walked out of the bathroom, probably heading for his room.
I didn't really know how to respond, so I grabbed my clothes and walked into one of the stalls to change.
I came out, less than a minute later, to see Zach was already done, and the janitor props were no were to be found. I gave him a questioning look, and Zach just smirked.
"Zach, Cammie!" I heard the faint voices of Liz and Jonas ringing in my ear.
"Yeah?" I responded, turned the volume up a little, it was way too quiet. I hadn't heard either of them while we were talking to Blake.
"Did you guys make it out okay?" Liz asked with a tint of worry in her voice.
"Yes, we're fine," I told her, acting as if I was talking to Zach, as we headed back for our suite.
"Who was that you were talking to?" Jonas questioned.
"An old friend…" Zach muttered, with his arm around my waist, "All eight of us are meeting him at the breakfast buffet on the Promenade deck, at nine sharp tomorrow morning."
"Alright," Liz replied, at the same time Jonas said, "We'll save talking about the mission for then. It's late. Go to bed… and good work."
"You too, Jonas," I responded, as Zach unlocked the door to our suite.
The second I took the Comms unit out of my ear, I felt instant relief. Those are not the most comfortable things ever.
"So, what do you think about Blake's story?" Zach asked me, leaded me out to the balcony. It was pitch black out there, when you looked out into the ocean. However, the calming sounds of the waves crashing against the movie cruise liner were still there.
"I believe him, never once did her show any signs of lying. And he really sounded emotional about how horrible it was in the Circle," I replied, breathing in the salty air.
Zach nodded, coming to stand next to me.
"What was he talking about when he mentioned the waterfalls?" I questioned, intrigued by the sound of this story.
Zach let out a small smile and began, "It was one of the last memories I have of being at the base. I was ten, as was Blake. Jared was twelve, and Austin was days away from becoming thirteen. We decided to head down to the waterfalls. No one was there that day; all of the adults were at some huge meeting.
"Jared and Austin had snuck into the weapons room, and gotten two pistols and two rifles. We spent the day shooting bullets into the waterfall. The four of us thought it was really cool… how the bullet stopped the stream of water in one place for a split second." Zach said, trailing off at the memories.
I smiled, looked back out to the ocean, with my own memories flooding my brain. Mainly, I remembered the first day of seventh grade at Gallagher; the day when I met Bex and Lizzie. And then, I reminisced of when we met Mace for the first time.
A soft, sexy voice broke my train of thought. "Cam?" It was Zach, of course.
I turned to look at the boy next to me, only to find he was no longer a couple feet away from me. My breath hitched when I realized he was only centimeters away from my face.
I was lost in his stunning eyes and his smell was slowly becoming intoxicating. A smirk formed on Zach's perfect lips as he uttered only a few words, "Just so you know, Gallagher Girl… I'm going to kiss you now,"
AN: Well, well, well... look who finally manned up enough to kiss Cammie :D.
So, kiss you have all been waiting for? Check. Don't worry, next chapter will have the details (;
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