I'm so sure a few people will read this; and not believe one word.
But I speak honesty.
Nothing less.
Go ahead, talk shit.

Dont care.

"Situations are irrelevant now. She loves the way that I tease. I love the way that she breathes." were the words that suddenly woke me up.
I jumped and reached for my cellphone on the nightstand.

Once I had the phone in my hand, I brought it closer to my eyes to read the screen.

" ;) calling" read the screen.

"Hello?" I said very sleepily.

"Maria, what the hell? I've been texting you for the past few hours. What's wrong?" She asked.

I sighed, "Addie, I don't wanna move. And sorry about the texts... I sorta fell asleep."
I sat up a bit more and let my eyes scan my clock. It was now 4:30 pm. I'd slept for about five hours.

"Ohh, well if you fell asleep then that's alright. And you're gonna have to move no matter what, love. So you can't try to change that." She sighed.
Tears were now welling up in my eyes. She was so understanding and sweet. This was one of the many reasons that she's my best friend.

I would die without her.... I'm going to die without her now.

I took a deep breath to calm down and to hopefully not get me crying again.

"I know. I just wish that I were two years older, so that I could make my own decisions instead of letting this monster control my whole life. Oh, and did I mention that she won't let me see Matt at all?!" I said.

"What?!" I could imagine her facial expression.

"Yeah. She told me she'd kill me even if I tried talking to him." I groaned and moved my body so that my back was being supported by the headboard.
"Your mom needs ALOT of help. What teenage girl can't see their boyfriend on their lats weekend in town?" she sounded pissed, probably more pissed than I was.

"Yeah, but I text messaged Matt earlier and I'm supposed to talk to him sometime tonight and see what we're doing. I don't care what this bitch says, I'm sneaking out and goign to stay with him tonight." I smiled.
Tonight would be our last night together. DO you honestly think I had nothing in mind or planned?
"Oooh la laa. DOn't have too much fun. And we're stull on for tomorrow biatch." she said cheerfully.

"Oh yes. Party then sleepover. I just gotta be home by 2 pm on Sunday because that's when we're leaving." I frowned.
"Okay, that's fine. But um, I'm sorry but I gotta get ready to go to work now, Maria. So I'll talk to you tomorrow." She said.

"Alright have fun working." I laughed lightly.

"Oh we both know who's gonna be having the most fun." She laughed.

"Haha, funny. Kay I love you." I managed to say in between laughs.
"Love ya too. Byeee." She sounded a bit too cheery now.

"Byee." I closed my flip phone, ending the call.

Once the phone was closed, I opened it back up and it indicated that I had a few text messages and a few missed calls.
The text messages were all from Adeline and the missed calls were from both Adeline and Matt.
I deleted all of the messages from Addie and disregarded her calls. I then pushed the call back button to call back Matt.
It rang twice before I heard the voice that still gave me the butterflies.

"Hey baby. How are you?" he asked.

My heart began racing. He and I both knew how crazy 'baby' made me feel. He only did it to tease me.

"Hey lover. I'm doing alright. I fell asleep so that's why I didn't get your call. How're you?" I asked, gidgeting with my necklace.
"I'm a bit lonely, but I'll deal and that's alright. I either figured your mother was lecturing you again or you were doing something else." He said.

He sounded bummed down. Probably because he knew that we wouldn't be able to get together at all.
But little did he know that I was packing my overnight bag as we were talking.

"Aw, well you won't be lonely for long. You busy?" i asked, getting the last items that I needed inside my little backpack.

"No, why?" he asked curiously.

"You think you could come and give me a rude to this amazing guy's house?" I asked playfully.

"What? What guy?" He asked, getting all defensive.
I laughed, "Matt, you're too funny. But I love you. Your house, silly."

He laughed lightly, "Oh. But your mom gave me a call today and said if I even so much as think of you- I'm a dead man."

"Ugh, that bitch. I don't care what she says. I wanna stay with you one last time. So please come pick me up?" I asked getting on my sweater and made my way to the bathroom to quickly check how my hair looked.

"Anything for you, baby. I'll be there in five minutes. Be ready." he smiled, or at least that's what it sounded like.
"Already am. I'll be waiting." I smiled.
"Bye." he said so calmly and I repeated.
I put my phone in my back right pocket and brushed my hair so it would look semi-normal.

I then threw my backpack over my shoulders and made my wy downstairs to see where the devil herself was.
"Mom?" I called out.
No answer.

I then listened carefully.
A car was leaving. Ha.
But just then the front door opened.
"Maria? Maria, it's Lucy." she called out.
Great. Babysitter.
I walked over to her.
"Hey Maria. You look good. How have you been?" this middle aged Mexican woman asked.
"Thanks and I've been alright. Just lonely because my mother won't let me see my boyfriend at all. But Lucy, I'm going for a walk so I'll be in soon." I said and practically ran out of the house.
Byt the time I was outside, I could see Matt's car pulling up.
I quickly got in his car and greeted him with a kiss.

"I missed seeing you." I said to him, just taking a good look at him.

We shared eye contact for a few seconds, "I missed seeing your beautiful face."
I smiled and put on my seatbelt while he put the car back in drive and drove off.

"You know Maria..." He started.
I turned my head to look at him, "Yes?"
His loving, deep blue eyes looked into my rich brown eyes, and he grabbed my hand and brought it to his mouth, "I love you, so much baby. I'm gonna really miss you."
A soft, warm kiss was planted on the back of my hand.

A shock of excitement ran through my body, "Matt, I love you with all my heart. I'm going to miss you with every drop of blood in my body."
He smiled at me and let my hand go, "Promise me something?"
I smiled back and looked at him again, "What?"

"Promise me you'll never forget me?"

haha, I love you guys so much that I put a little cliffhanger in.
Man, I missed writing.
This fanfic will probably get an update once a week or once every two weeks depending on how much work at school I need to get done.
Thank you for reading =]!

and *cough*, if youre wondering. Expect some AllTimeLow ;] during this fanfic.
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     "But Mom," I whined.
She sighed, "Maria, if I hear you whine once more, I will give you something to whine about."

            I groaned and dramatically walked away from the monster that was called my mother. She’d always had something against me since my father left seven years ago. I was only nine; which would make me sixteen now. I had just gotten my driver’s permit due to my grandparents forcing my mother to actually sign the paper, allowing me to get my permit. But my permit is not of concern here. My mother is forcing me to move my entire life, everything I grew up knowing, to a new place where I knew no one and where no one cared about me. This is my hometown; where I grew up--Where my heart lies.
            Oh god.
I’m going to be leaving my best friend, my boyfriend, my job, the room that I’d grown up in.
Everything.
She obviously doesn’t understand how drastic this is for me.
Once I reached the security of my own room, I slammed the door, and let out a short scream to release some frustration.
Yes, I know, very immature move.
But too bad, you try dealing with this.
I felt a sudden vibration coming from my left jean pocket.
I shuffled quickly, still slightly frightened, to get my cell phone out of my pocket and see if I had an incoming call or a text message.
It was a text message.

Hey Baby, I’m going to work right now, so I wont be able to call you like I’d promised. I’m running kinda late.
I’ll call you around 6 to see if you’re busy or not to go out one last time before you leave.. I love you, Maria. :] ttyl.
-Matt.

            Nice going mom. Tear my heart away as well while you’re at it.
I pouted while tears began forming in my eyes. I replied back saying that it was alright and that I’d talk to him tonight, and of course that I loved him with my entire heart.
’You know, you might meet someone new there?’  I remember my mom told me in the beginning of her “talk” to me that one night when she first piled this onto me.
I sighed, and after I was done texting Matt back, I decided to call Adeline- my best friend for about 4 years now.
We were so close; we were just like sisters.
I quickly typed out her phone number, by memory, and pressed the ‘call’ button and waited to hear ringing. I heard about six rings before it went to voicemail.
            “Hey, you reached my cell. You know what to do…. “ was said before a beep was sounded.
I left her a message saying to call me back whenever she had the chance. I tried to not sound like I had been crying or wasn’t sad. But knowing her, she’d tell right away. She always could….
She was the only person who could read me like a book. I guess you get that ability when you’ve been friends with someone for so long.
I crept to my bed, threw my phone on the nightstand and let my body just fall onto the queen-sized mattress, not caring how much it would hurt. I’m hurting so much on the inside, what more could some pain on the outside do.
Now see, if I were into that whole cutting thing, here’s where I’d take out my little box of sharp objects and hack away at my skin. But nope.
I’ve been clean of cutting for a good two years now. So there will be no cutting—just lots and lots of crying… and screaming for that matter.
I really just need to get out and get away from this monster.
We’re moving, all because of some stupid job. Wow, what’s a few extra dollars gonna do?
”Pay more bills,” she replied.
She always had an answer for everything. Smartass.
Eh, well I wont be getting out tonight unless I sneak out of the house to be with Matt one last time.
Tell me, how many girls do you know that have a boyfriend and cant go on a date with them, when its your last weekend in town, because your mother deprives you from seeing him?
Hopefully she’ll leave to go out partying like she normally does and gets me a babysitter.
I made a noise in disgust.
Even though I’m sixteen, she still sees the need for me to have a babysitter when she leaves the house.
You know, just to piss her off I should get pregnant. Then see how she lets me out.
”How the fuck did you get pregnant?”
”Well see, I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant if you wouldn’t have deprived me from being an actual teenager like I am. When you deprive a teenager from something, it only makes them wanna do it more. You wouldn’t let me go out with Matt… so I snuck out, had sex with him, and tada! I’m pregnant.”
Oh yes, that would go so smoothly.
I sighed and looked over at my digital alarm clock.
It read: 11:10am.
Great, I have the whole day to moan and groan about something I can’t change.
What school doesn’t have school on my last weekend in town?
Just my luck though.
I’ve never been lucky. I’ll never see those friends again. I told a few people, but not all of them. So on Monday when the morning bell rings and my seat is empty, people will know.
I layed my head back down on my pillow, closed my eyes, and tried to think of happier times.
Damn, was this the most horrible position that I’ve ever been put in, or what?

Why hello my fellow buzzneters :]
I'm back again ish.
I started writing another fanfic just because of what I'm going through.
Feel free to buzz, comment and read this one.
I promise you, it will be like no other =]
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BrinahhhH!

(Part 23)

        I cursed under my breath as I felt the cool air of Fall hitting me as I walked up to the front door of a house, enraged.
I knocked, ferociously on the door, “Oh Dr. P. You have a visitor.”
Yes.
I talked to Skeleton about EVERYTHING.
She told me not to make any rash decisions.
But that’s of the past.
He messed with Bri, and when someone does that, they’re messing with me.
I heard something moving inside.
I decided to know again, “Oh, Doctor P?”
I heard a familiar noise.
He had cocked a gun.
Wonderful.
He’s playing my game now.
I pulled out my gun, and rammed into the door so it would open itself.
While I did so, I cocked my gun so he wouldn’t hear.
I’m guessing he’s hiding on the wall on the left side of the door.
I kicked the door all the way open so it would hit the wall aside of it.
I heard a groan.
Perfect.
I then went to him, threw his gun out of his hands and aimed mine at him.
”Shut the door,” I ordered.
He did so, but he was shaking a bit.
”Hey, you’re the one that took out a gun. I was just coming to talk. THEN think about killing you for screwing up,”I said to him.
He raised his hands, “What do you want from me?”
I shrugged my shoulders, “Oh, I don’t know. Just some information about your latest operation.”
He looked nervous.
”I know you messed up on the mind-erasing operation. I’m not stupid. Now, tell me what will happen to the girl, or I’ll kill you right here.. right now. Got it?” I asked him.
”I… I don’t know what you’re talking about-“HE said but I cut him off.
”Oh, no no no no. Don’t play this game with me,” I demanded and went closer to him.
Oh, how I missed this.
For the past few years, I hadn’t been in this type of predicament.
But you see, I love these types of predicaments.
”Alright alright, just don’t hurt me. I’ll tell you anything and everything I know,” He said, fearing me.
”Good job. Now, first question,” I said as I stepped closer to him now.
”What did you do to her?” I asked.
”I… I..” he mumbled.
I punched him square in the jaw, “You?”
His hands met his chin, “Look- all I did was I switched veins. I was supposed to attach the machine to one, but accidentally attached it to a different ont.”
”What about her memory?” I asked.
”It’s not gone. Just temporarily out of service. Something drastic has to happen with her thoughts for her to gain it back,” he said.
”And let’s just say she fainted. What’s the cause of that?” I asked.
His eyes popped open, “Then that means something drastic needs to happen soon… or else..” He stuttered.
”Or else what?” I asked.
”Or else her memory will never come back.”

-----

”What? That’s crazy,” Sympathy said.
”Actually, it makes a lot of sense,” Skeleton said.
”Yeah, well that’s what he told me. I just don’t know what the something has to be to be drastic,” I said.
You guessed it.
Meeting.
Again.
”Well, she found out about Tiff. Wasn’t that drastic enough?” Ripp asked.
Roxi was NOT in the meeting.
She had to watch Bri, plus Ripp nor Roxi wanted to be in the same room as one another.
”Well, maybe it’s not supposed to be sad drastic. How about happy drastic?” Sympathy asked.
”What? There is no happy kind of drastic,” I paused, “Is there?”
Sympathy sighed, “Ever watch those Disney movies as a child, Gee?”
I shook my head, “No, I wasn’t into that mushy, crappy stuff.”
”It’s not crappy. I’ll give you a list of movies to watch and learn from. Try to do what they do, to Bri. She loves Disney movies. Well loved. Wouldn’t that be a good idea?” Sympathy asked.
”You mean Prince Charming stuff, Sym?” Skeleton asked.
”Yes! Exactly that,” She replied.
I just looked at Ripp, and he shrugged his shoulders, “You never know man. It could work.”
I sighed, “Fine. I’ll do it. But if it doesn’t work then-“
A banging on the door stopped me, mid-sentence.
”Yes?” Skeleton asked.
”Gee.. she’s talking in her sleep. Will someone PLEASE come and hear this? I’m worried.” Roxi said.
Skeletong pushed the button and we all rushed to where Bri was.
She was, in fact talking in her sleep.
About what?
I don’t know.
I listened a bit more.
I cursed under my breath.
”What?” Ripp asked me.
I looked him in the eyes, “I know what drastic is,”
I paused…
”She wants…”I took a deep breath and looked at Bri, “Love.”
Everyone was confused.
She was speaking her thoughts from that night I took her out.
Our.. first… date.
=[

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(Brina’s POV)

Okay, THAT was weird.
I just grabbed curling cream over my straightener.
Hmm.
Everything I did always felt so off.
It’s like haf of me wanted to do one thing, and the other half wanted to do another.
I remember nothing of being unconscious for 3 days.
Roxi had explained a few things.
I remember dreams though.
One of them, was a nightmare, the other…
I smiled, then stopped smiling.
No.
Bri.
You can NOT start falling for him. You BARELY even know the guy!
Gerard..
I shook my head and looked at myself in the mirror, “No. Just, no.”
Yes, I talked to myself. I’ve realized this which scared me a bit the first time I caught myself doing so.
I then applied some curling cream to my damp hair.
I was in a completely different house, yet most of my things were in this one room.
The one thing that I knew for sure that was missing was my laptop.
I knew I had a laptop, I just could tell.
After I was done fixing my hair and applied a bit of eyeliner, I went to look for Roxi.

(Gerard’s POV)
”Nah, I’ll call you later. I’m just feeling real tired, that’s all,” I said into the phone to my brother.
”Alright. Get some sleep, and call me whenever you get the chance,” Mikey said.
”Okay, bye.”
”Bye,” I then hung up and put the phone back down on the charger.
I felt like getting some fresh air. Too much stress lately.
I grabbed the closest hoodie near me, put it on and made my way to the back porch of Skeleton’s house.
I never liked the front porch.
Too many people.
As I went through the door, I was startled.
Someone else was out on the back porch.
They jumped in panic a they heard me.
I couldn’t tell who it was because they had their hood up and it was a black hoodie.
The person’s face turned, tear-stained and all.
Brina.
I shut the door and quickly went by her side, “What’s wrong?”
She wiped her tears and forced a fake smile, “Nothing.”
”Lies,”
She just looked to the ground and I sat in the chair next to hers, worried.
”I don’t know. I just.. don’t feel happy I guess.” She managed to say in between sniffles.
I frowned, would I have to try out that drastic move tonight?
I think so; but I wasn’t ready.
Oh well.
”Hey Bri. I need to tell you something…” I said which made her look directly at me.
”Well, I’m here. You’re here. Talk.”

Nothing changed.
When she was angry or sad, she always cut deep.
”I.. well. Hm.” I said in deep thought.
How could I tell her.
”Mm, wait there.” I said and grabbed something out of my pocket.
Her eyes lit up, “I recognize that.. but from where?”
”Well Bri- there’s something no one hasn’t told you abou-“ I got cut off.
”Gerard. WE need to talk.. now!”
”Oh my god,” I whispered before I turned around to face HER.
I rolled my eyes, “I’ll be right back, Bri.”
I then entered the house once more, shoving the ring back in my pocket.
”What do you want?” I asked.
”Well, first off, why didn’t you tell me about everything?” Sara asked.
I sighed, “WHAT is your problem? I never liked you like that. I broke up with YOU. You were the one that didn’t follow through with the break up. Not me. So I’d really appreciate it if you could just move the fuck on and stop thinking I’m your boyfriend,” I said to her and stormed off to my room, leaving her in tears.
I was so angry that I just fell on my bed, punched the pillow a few times, and before I knew it, it was morning once more.
”Shit, " I said out loud once I realized that I hadn't gone through with the plan that I wanted to.
”Fuck,” I said out loud again.
I quickly got up and out of bed, grabbed some clothes, and headed to take a shower.
After a shower, I’d figure out how I would do this.

(Brina’s POV)
”Brina! Get a hold of yourself. I’m sure he is somewhere. Don’t stress alright?” Roxi asked me.
I sighed, “Yeah, but I’m sorry. He like totally disappeared when he said he’d be back soon. And I haven’t seen him since..”
”Bri, chill. He’s somewhere. Let’s go for some coffee, ey?” She asked me.
She knew what I loved and how to cheer me up, and that is why she is my best friend.
I let out a small smile, “That’s my Brina.”
So, we went to that coffee shop.
The little one where SOOO many people went to.
I loved it, but I hated the fact that it was always so crowded.
Roxi got some type of coffee shooter thing, and I just settled with a good old cup of Joe.
We didn’t get anything else, besides coffee.
I wasn’t hungry.
I was merely drinking coffee to take my mind off of Gerard.
But, one thing I just didn’t understand was-
How did I recognize that ring?
And why did it make me feel so happy?
I mean, it’s only a ring right?
Who knows.
It might have been Tiffs.
Right here, right now, I had no id-

”OW,” pain coming from my upper arm stopped my thoughts.
I stood up, facing the thing that caused my pain.
”Ah, hello again,” He smirked.
”Oh god,” I muttered.
”Happy to see me?”
I scrunched up my face, “Uh, no. Last thing I REMEMBER, was that YOU set ME up. Soo, have any excuses for that one shitface?”
”Uh, what’s going on?” Roxi butted in.
”Oh, Rox, meet Zack. My traitor,” I said.
”Hey, I didn’t betray you. Someone else did. It wasn’t me. I was only trying to protect myself,” He said.
”Bullshit,”
”What? It’s the truth,” He has on his smirk that I remember so well.
”Oh really. Then why the fuck were you trying to shoot me on my way out of Ripp’s house, ey?” I asked, all tough.
He didn’t scare me.
I was the queen of killing, while he was just a newbie.
I had nothing to lose.
”Oh that,” He chuckled, “You see, I thought you would have forgotten that,”
My eyes popped open, “What? You wanna talk to be about forgetting things? Psh, please. But wait- how would you know about…”
”Oh, remember. I know things. And I’m not the one you should be angry with… ask your buddy Gerard,” he said and was gone.
”What the fuck was that?” Roxi asked, as I sat back down.
”Rox, I honestly don’t know. BUT, I know one thing..”

“What?” She asked.
”I need to talk to Gerard. He knows something that I don’t know. And I don’t like the feeling,” I said and we both finished up our coffees to get back to the house.
I had a feeling that Roxi knew this ‘secret’ but I just didn’t bother asking her.

(Gerard’s POV)
”What the hell did you do?” Ripp asked me.
”What did I do? What did YOU do? There’s something you’re not telling me, Ripp. And I really don’t appreciate you keeping secrets from me,” I said.
”Gee, look. I already told you, I just told her to watch her back, I didn’t mean for it to cause havoc. I just wanted to help, okay?” He asked sincerely.
I sighed, “Fine.”


(About an hour later)
I decided to sit outside once more.
I had been sitting outside for about an hour now.
All of a sudden, I heard crying.
It was getting closer.
Then I heard the door open and slam shut, and she fell to the floor in complete desperation.
”Oh my god. What’s wrong?” I asked, going to her side.
Her tear-stained face became visible as her hurt eyes looked into mine.
”Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked.
”Tell you what?” I asked, cluelessly.
”That I was just a fucking rat. A used rat, only used for people’s business?” She screamed.
My heart hurt.
She had sort of found out.
But how?
”Who told you that?” I asked, trying to use psychology.
She kept sniffling, “Ripp,”
”WHAT?!” I felt a wave of rage go through me.
”I don’t know, Gee. I’m sick and tired of not knowing. What is going on with me and my life?” She asked, so hurt.
I stopped thinking so angrily, and tried to put myself in her shoes.
This girl had everything going for her, before they came.
Those fucking CIA agents.
Fucking Zack.
I shook my head.
”Bri,” I said, and lifted her head so I could see her face,
I took a deep breath.
”I love you,”
And our lips crashed together.
She stopped crying and started kissing back.
It was like a glimpse of heaving, just kissing her.
Her lips tasted so sweet, so soft.
I longed for this moment.
I really did love her.
It took me this long to realize this.
The kiss lasted for about a full minute before she backed away.
”Gee, I don’t think I’m feeling soo…”
And that was it.
She had fallen.
Blacked out.
Completely.
”Oh no, what have I done?”

(Brina’s POV)
I was in a dark room.
Every few minutes I’d see a little video ish.
or well, that’s what it seemed like.
One was of Gerard.
We were both dressed up, I guess on a date?
We were kissing.
The next one was seeing Tiff all tied up and her skin all cut open and a pool of blood on the floor.
The next was of me and Roxi.
We were in a car, singing, giggling, having fun.
The next, was when I was a child.
In the orphan’s home, alone, and looking out the window one rainy night.
These really happened.
They all have.
Then, it hit me.
I had a deal to seal,

with Don.

That’s when I saw everything.
My eyes popped open to find a bunch of people surrounding my bed.
”Are you alright?” Gerard asked me.
”Yeah, I am. Where’s Skeleton?” I asked, getting out of bed fastly which I think shocked some people.
I knew of everything know.
And I wouldn’t sleep til I’d get my revenge.
”She’s in her room…” Someone said after I was out of the room.
I practically sped walked to Skeleton’s room, with people following me close behind.
I knocked on her door pretty loudly.
”Who’s there?” She asked.
”Bullet, Let me in.” I demanded.
The door was opened.
”Yes, Brina?” She asked, people now were caught up to me, filling in the room, looks of confusion painted their faces.
I smiled, “I know what I want,”
”And that is?” Skeleton asked.
”Revenge,” Gerard said.


(Roxi’s POV)
”Oh come ON RIPP! We’re gonna be late!” I screamed.
”Oh please. They can wait, or wait. Maybe they can’t.. you know- they both are like bunnies. They gotta do it every fucking minute.” He joked.
”Ah ha,” I said, straightening out my yellow dress.
I was the maid of honor, and Ripp was the best man.
Yeah, you guessed it.
A wedding.
Brina and Gerard’s wedding.
You see, after killing a major boss, the two wanted to be together, forever.
I found it cute really.
Two contract killers, getting married.
It’s never been done before.
Only because that since two would be married, they couldn’t be stopped.
So, no one risked it.
But these two.
They were both crazy.
Crazy for each other and just simply crazy.
They got most of the Don’s money, with the help of Zack.
Zack surprised us all, he was a part of the CIA.
Him and his crew have been trying for the past 10 years to frame the Don.
With the Don dead now, everyone would be happy.
And you know what,

That sounded just right to everyone.
Brina was finally happy, and as was Gerard.
And that’s all that mattered, right?
Well…

For me?
No.
But I have someone to tie up everynight have have some fun with.
So it’s all good.

All in all, the future looked pretty bright.
You just had to take your shades off to see the bright lights.

”Baby, what the FUCK are you doing?” he asked me.
”Baby, I’d tell you,” I paused and smiled, “But then, I’d have to kill you.”


THE END!! :DD

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ps- as you've noticed- if youve read the first part of I'd Tell You But Then I'd Have To Kill You- it has alot of those parts. but I had to change some of it, becoz it didn't fit.
So yeah. =DD
Exciting =]

(Bri's POV)

I shook my head, wanting to get these thoughts out of my head.
No.
I couldn't be?

Could I?
Well, I did have the muscles for it...
And the clothes...
....and the secret, hidden guns and weapons that I found in really random places.
I guess I in-fact WAS a contract killer.
"Wonderful." I said out loud, once I walked into my bathroom.
It was now around 1 o'clock pm.
I had met with a black-haired guy that went by the name of Gerard.
He had the most gorgeous eyes.
But aside from that, he seemed really awesome.
I felt as if I knew him, but of course I didn't.
Roxi had told me last night that I had fallen the night before and hit my head.
Oh, and might I add, I have a few stitches that need to come out in two days.
Boys, would I have fun with doing my hair.... in pain.
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(A few days later)
(Bri's POV)


I had finally made up my mind. I didn't want to do this anymore.
I drove to his house and waited to be escorted to his room by the doorman.
I stopped at his door, trying to find the right words to say, lightly tapping the new scar I now would have at the side of my head.
I went to see some doctor that Roxi had recommended.
He told me that my memory would come back little by little and hopefully it would all return within a year.
I took a deep breath and gained posture and knocked on the door, waiting for permission to enter.
"Yes?" I heard from the other side of the door.
I opened the door.
"Ah, it's you Bullet." he said, slouching back in his chair, as if relieved to know that it was someone he knew.
I rolled my eyes.
"Why do you keep calling me that? I told you my name's Brina. Not Bullet!" I said.
"I call you bullet because it's what you are. You are..." He trailed off.
I just ignored him until I remembered why I came here.
".... and you're the best kil-" He said, but I interrupted him.
"Don." I said but he interrupted me.
"Pierre. I told you to call me Pierre, remember?" He asked.
"Yes, Pierre. I don't want it. I don't wanna do it anymore. I quit." I told him.
His eyes widened.
"Why don't you want to work for me anymore?" He pleaded more than asked.
"Because, I find it cruel to take someone's life away that I didn't even know!" I stressed.
"Bullet, do you hear yourself? You're my most skilled contract killer. No one can come up to you. You're the best of the best." He said.
He was right. I was the best contract killer, or so I was told.
Someone told me that I even kicked the top killer out of their status like about a month ago.
I was trained- to kill.
Nothing less.
It was my life.
ANd I was tired of it.
I found it cruel.
"How did I even start?" I asked Don.
"Well... you wanted to, remember?" He asked, a bit too tensely.
Something about my life didn't feel right.
Ever since 2 days ago, something has just felt...off.
But that's probably just because I fell on my head.
"No. I don't remember." I said toughly.
"Bullet- you are a contract killer- MY contract killer. You signed to work for me for 5 years. You can't quit," He paused, "But if you don't cooperate with me- you know the rules."
"What? So if I say no, you're gonna kill ME?" I asked, liking the fact that I could easily beat him down ANYDAY.
"You heard me. Don't make me repeat myself. Now, if you don't mind- I have other things to attend to." He said in his Italian accent.
I got the clue and left the room.
As I was walking out, my blue eyes met these thick, rich, beautiful brown eyes that seemed to burn through me.
He looked familiar, but I was sure I didn't know him.
There was this certain look in his eyes.. a look of happiness.. desire.. something.
Then it turned pale- like lost or something.
He then went into the Don's room.
I heard the door shut behind me as I walked to the front door to get my jacket.
The doorman handed me my jacket.
"Good day, Bullet." He saluted me as I exited the huge mansion.
I rolled my eyes and said, "You too."
I then angrily went to my car, put it in drive and headed toward the closest liquor store.
I figured alcohol would do me some good.
I found a liquor store, went in and bought Vodka and some Rum.
When I went to the cashier, I was carded.
Weird.
I looked old enough, but they got the impression that I was a minor.
I sighed and showed the cashier my driver's license.
I was in fact 21- exactly 21, but I don't remember having a bash out party.
The cashier apolagized and rung up the Vodka and Rum.
I payed for the items, and made my way back to my car.
I drove to my house, well not MY house. It was Tiff's.
But I guess that I now owned it.
I parked the car in the driveway, and went inside my house.
I threw my jacket on a chair, and sat down at the kitchen island.
I opened the bottle of Vodka first. I downed about half of the bottle before my cell phone started ringing.
I checked the ID to see who it was.
It was Zack Vengence.
Gruggily, I answered it.
"Hello?" I said into the phone, almost at the point of slurring.
"Bullet, I need back-up." he said.
I sighed.
"Fine. Where?" I asked, pissed that I wouldn't be able to down any more alcohol for probably another 2 hours.
"At Ripp's." he said out of breath.
"Ha! That fucker isn't dead yet?" I asked shocked.
"No, Don just wants his money, and Ripp's not cooperating." he said.
"Fine. I'll be there." I said and hung up the phone without caring if Vengence wanted to say anything else.
Bitchy much?
Vengence was a newbie at killing.
He was under me, supposably.
I only found out yesterday, right before I found out that I was a VERY professional contract killer.
Don wanted me to teach him the trade; so I was sort of his babysitter.
He's been under me for the past 2 years, I guess.
I don't remember how I met him, but I met him somehow.
Just a week ago, he went solo, as I've been told- thanks to Don.
So he's been calling me non-stop for back-up the past day and a half.
I walked over to the medicine cabinet, where I had some weapons hidden.
I opened it and grabbed my 2 defense weapons- a knife that looked quite interesting to me, and a gun that caught my attention.
Roxi told me a bit about all of my weapons.
I put the knife in the holder that I had attached to my right leg, and I put the gun in the holder that I had attached near my left shoulder.
Then, I walked out of the house with my car keys, got in my car, and drove to Ripp's house, which I crazily knew the way to.
Roxi told me that Ripp was the Don's little problem.
I really missed Tiff.
People told me that my foster mother made me go into training.
She trained me.
She taught me all I know.
She was the best of her time.
I'm going to take this killing thing seriously, because Tiff was murdered.
I don't care WHAT people tell me.
But I just had a feeling in my gut that she was murdered.
I don't know who, but I was going to find out.
No one knows actually who killed her- but I heard that she was found tied up with slits in her skin and a bullet through her head.
I was the 2nd person to find her.
The first was Roxi Die Romantic.
She was my friend since I met Tiff.
I parked the car, and walked up to the front door of Ripp's house.
I barged it open and found Vengence and Ripp holding each other's throats.
I shook my head and sighed.
'Boys .... will only be boys.. Nothing else.' I thought.
I walked up to the boys and brought my body to the floor with my leg extended and did a 180 degree turn, making them both fall on the floor.
I stood up, pulled out my gun, cocked it, and pointed it at Ripp.
"How many times do I have to do this, Ripp?" I asked him, for some reason, I had a feeling that I had done this many times before.
"Oh, you know you love seeing me." Ripp said while winking at me.
"Get over yourself, Ripp." I said disgusted while locking my arms in place with my gun pointed firmly at Ripp.
Vengence was still on the floor.
God, this boy was NOT fit for this job.
"Get up!" I said to Vengence.
"Oh." he said.
I shook my head in disbelief.
Why did Don think that Vengence could be a solo contract killer?
"Ripp.. where's Don's money?" I asked Ripp.
He shrugged his shoulders and calmly said, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
I sighed.
"Why do you even TRY to play this game with me? I know you're bullshitting. So where's Don's money?" I asked.
He stood up calmly, not caring that I had a gun pointed at him.
"Sweetheart, I told you. I have no idea what you're talking about." he said while straightening his black long sleeve button down shirt.
He was quite the charmer.
For his good looks, he was good.
Too good.
But it's not time to fall for the bad guys, now is it?
I lowered my gun to my side, and smiled slightly.
"Oh, okay. You don't know.." I said calmly, breaking down my toughness.
I then quickly brought my fist to his jawbone.
His hand then grabbed his jawbone as I re-positioned my gun to be aimed at him.
"Each time, you get stronger, love." he said.
I sighed.
"Just give me the fucking money! I don't have time to play games with you Ripp!" I said angrily.
"Fine. But only because I hate to see a beautiful lady such as yourself get angry." he said and reached into a box on top of a table nearby.
He then handed me the money.
I grabbed it furiously, handed it to Vengeance, and made my way to the front door of Ripp's house.
"I'll see you next time, sweetcakes." Ripp said.
I then spun on my heel and approached him once more, punching his nose.
"See, she wants me." Ripp told Vengence.
"You're crazy." I said.
"Crazy for you." Ripp said.
"Ahh." I shouted, threw my hands in the air and went to my car.
I started to engine, and headed home to down the rest of the Vodka that I had been drinking earlier.

Damn, is my life fucked up... and filled with so many things that only confused me.

(Roxi's POV)
"Where is she?" Sympathy asked me.
I sighed, "She's up in her room. After she found out that Tiff was dead, she had insisted on locking herself in her room and has been crying for the past hour or so."
"Wow. She seems a bit off. Like more vulnerable?" she asked.
"Actually, yeah. She does. She doesn't have her 'wall' there. I guess she changed when she signed up with Don," I paused, "..should we tell her about Don?"
Sympathy's face shrunched up, "I don't know."
"Hmmn, well I think I should talk to Skeleton." I said sincerely.
Sympathy looked shocked, "You're with Skeleton? But.. I thought you were with the Don?"
I sighed and nodded, "Yes, but I'm undercover. So keep it a SECRET?"
"Oh of course. Don't worry. It's safe with me." She paused and listened to the cries coming from Bri's room.
"She's really crying. Wow. I've never heard her cry before. Ya know?" She said, a frown now taking over her lips.
I shook my head, "I know. I feel so bad for her. She's never actually cried. Well, for the time that I've know her, she hasn't. I didn't know that this 'mind-erasing' thing would turn out like this."
"I know." She said.

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"What do you mean there's nothing we can do?" I asked, in disbelief, almost in tears.
"I'm sorry Rox, we can't do anything. We just have to let it come back to her on her own. And inside source has only told me so much, and I can only say so much. Rox?" Skeleton said.
I wiped the tears rolling down my cheeks, "What?"
Sympathy handed me a tissue.
"Bri and you are going to have to move in with me." She said, stating the obvious.
"Well, I don't know if Bri would agree. I mean she doesn't even know about you OR Don." I said.
"Plus, that's the house that she had grown up in. I highly doubt that she'll give it up. It's the last thing that she has of Tiff's." Sympathy added, while I blew my nose a bit.
"True. Well someone's gonna have to tell her about her being a very very professional contract killer. But, mention the Don. Let her work for him for a while. Since she's much more vulnerable, I highly doubt that she'll stay with him for more than 2 weeks. He has absolutely NO respect for his workers. So yeah. Someone's gotta tell her." Skeleton said.
"I'll-" Sympathy started.
"I'll do it." A guy chimed in.
We of course were in a meeting.
It was the few of us who knew about this mission.
I looked at him with confusion.
"What? Do you even KNOW her?" I started getting all defensive.
"I promise you- I'm not JUST a friend of hers." He said, sitting up in his chair.
Everyone, besides Skeleton and Sympathy looked at him in confusion.
"How do you even know her, know her?" Some black-haired girl asked.
He looked a bit uneasy about answering this question.
"It's alright. You can tell them." Skeleton told him.
He sighed, "I'm not Deathwish..."
Everyone was shocked.
"I'm Gerard.. or as some of you know me as Love-" He was cut off.
"Wrecker?" The black-haired girl asked again.
"Yes, Sara.." He sighed, not looking TOO happy that she knew who he was.
"But.. but I thought you were-" She said but then someone else started talking.
"No, again- part of this mission." Skeleton said.
We all looked confused, except for Sympathy, this Gerard guy, and Skeleton.
"Could... I be.. excu-" Sara said with difficulty, due to crying.
Skeleton nodded and made it possible for Sara to exit through a door.
Once the door was shut again, I decided to question what had just happened.
"Uh, what was that?" I asked no one really in particular.
Gerard sighed, "Roxi, I was yours and Bri's trainer, remember?"
I nodded, "Yeah?"
"Well that was a girl that used to stalk me.. Well not ME, but Love Wrecker." He said.
"Wait a minute!" I paused, "You were the guy who were in Brina's thoughts that would never let her sleep at night?"
His cheeks blushed, "Well, when you put it that way- Yes."
"Okay. It's settled. Have a plan, Mr. Way?" Skeleton asked Gerard.
He smiled and bit his lip a bit, "Maybe."
Something made me get the vibe that this mission would be like NO OTHER.
Hmm, I wonder what blondie has under his sleeves...