Chapter 8: Jack has to Leave

Jack's POV

It's been a week since the incident at Bay Tower. I was still in the hospital. I was leaving tomorrow. All was good, the government didn't find out that the others knew I was part of the CIA. That's what I thought. Or day when everyone was in my room, mission giving lady and two more government agents walked in.

"Jackson Brewer. We are glad to see you are alright. And we thank you greatly. I have come to inform you that we are moving you tomorrow"

"WHAT?! WHY?" I knew why, I just wanted to know if she knew

"Your friends here know your secret. It's not safe for you or for them. You must leave this place as quickly as possible"

"What if I quit?"

"It is not safe. You're coming with us tomorrow. You have until 8 a.m. tomorrow to say goodbye. We will take care of your stuff"

Then she left. I was in shock. I looked at my friends. Jerry and Milton's lips were quivering. Rudy went into my person bathroom and started crying. Kim. She broke down and lunged herself onto me. She started crying right into my undershirt. I didn't stop her. A tear or two slipped from my eyes too. I was more mad then anything. I had done evrything I could to keep my secret. They figured it out on their own. I just took in the moment. I felt Kim's head on mine. That was the last time I would ever feel her, or any girl, on me. I was going to grow up alone, in a remote house in the woods. I would never forget Kim, or Rudy, or Jerry, or Milton. Even though I would loose all contact with them. We all just sat in silence the rest of the day. Occasionally one of us would break out and cry. Which would cause the rest of us to start crying.

The next day we were all at the airport. Kim wasn't. I understand why she wouldn't come. I said goodbye to her the night before, before she left the hospital. My parents were there too. They understood what was going on. Why I had to leave, they were totally against it but they understood. We were all crying. I hugged Jerry, Milton and Rudy. Then I moved to my parents. I hugged my dad. Then I hugged my mom. She kissed me on the cheek and ran her fingers through my hair. I smiled at her and laughed a little. That was one of the few things she loved doing, but I hated. I turned from her and walked toward the jet. I was at the top of the stairs, about to walk into the plane when I heard,"JACK WAIT!"

Kim's POV

I couldn't handle seeing Jack go. I said goodbye to him before I left the hospital that night. I felt bad for not kissing him. Because I didn't. I couldn't. Not when he was just about to leave. The next morning my alarm went off around 7. I forgot I set it the night before so I would make it to see Jack. I started crying again. Around 7:45 I felt different. Like I had to say goodbye to Jack. I couldn't just let him go. I had to kiss him. I quickly got up and changed. I put on sneakers, grabbed my mom's car keys and ran to the car. I didn't care if I just had a learner's permet, but this was for Jack. I started the car and went speeding toward the airport. Thankfully, it was Sunday so NOBODY was out. I drove down the road still crying. I parked at the airport then went running around the back. I saw Jack's plane and he was about to get on

"JACK WAIT!" I shouted at him. I ran up the stairs to his jet and pressed my tear stained lips against his. I wrapped my arms around him and he wrapped his arms around me. I loved him. I really did. If he left, I would never love again. I would grow up alone. He finally let me go.

"Please don't go" I begged him for the 50th time.

"Kim you know I have to. But if it makes you feel any better I will never love anyone besides you"he responded.

"Please"

"Kim. I would if I could. The CIA would continue to hunt me down. I would have to leave eventually, for your own safety"

"I don't want to be safe! I want to be with you!"

"Me too! It's just, the government doesn't think about feelings, they think about business. Nothing else"

"Jack, please"

"Kim I'm sorry. I can't"

He let go of me then walked into his jet. He looked me in the eye then closed the door. The plane pulled away from the stairs. I just stood at the top. When I saw the plane leave the runway I knew he wasn't coming back. I leaned against the railing and slid down onto the platform. He was really gone. Jack Brewer, my first, and only love, gone. Gone as quickly as he came. He came with almost no notice, he left with almost no notice. I couldn't help but think of everything we've done together form the first time we met, to when we fought each other, when I joined the wasabi warriors, until our last fight together, only a week ago. I cried. I cried for days, weeks, months. My grades were slipping and my parents were not happy about it. I quit karate after Jack left. There was no reason to do it anymore. I just spent most of my day in my room, crying, missing Jack.

Raise your hand if you cried reading this. No need to be ashamed. I cried writing it, and I'm not very emotional over reading. Only two books I cried while reading was Walk Two Moons and The 39 Clues Day of Doom. If you read them, THEYRE SO FREAKIN SAD!