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    The Agent – (Chapter: Exploding Hearts)

    I raised my eyebrow, suddenly overcome by nervousness. I started forging an answer in my mind. Spencer was waiting for me to say something. I was battling with myself, then I took a deep breath.

    “Well, it was nothing I set out to do. I didn’t wake up one day and think, ‘I’ll start killing people!’ I was taken in by the Agency. I was very young. They found me on the street, trained me, and shortly after that, I was killing.” That was the safe answer, not too much detail. I wasn’t giving myself away.

    Spencer nodded, “Very young? What about your parents? Do you have any siblings?”

    So many questions… I gulped, my mind going blank. My childhood, it was all a blur. Hazy memories, bits of my faded past. I knew very little about my family. What I knew about them were tiny snippets told to me by the Agency. My parents didn’t care about me. They left me on the street to die. I didn’t think about them. Ever.

    "I don’t have parents or siblings." My eyes were moving all around the room, taking in everything but her reaction.

    "That’s terrible…" She looked sad for me. She extended her hand to touch my shoulder. She gave it a little squeeze and a broad smile. "You have me now." As quickly as she said those words, her hand was gone.

    "Sorry…" She mumbled.

    I looked down blushing and smiling all at once. "It’s okay."

    "Do you have any friends in the Agency? I’m sure some people must be missing you."

    I thought about it. I wasn’t close to anyone really, only Aiden… And one other person who I’d never forget.

    "There was someone, Kyla. It was a very long time ago. The Agency brought us in at the same time. We trained together, shared a room. It was nice having someone who understood what I was going through because they were going through the exact same thing. She was like a sister to me." I could feel myself trembling

    "What happened to her?"

    I shouldn’t have said anything. I opened myself up to hurt. I was so stupid! I was blinking back tears. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to talk about what happened. The only other person who heard me tell the story was Aiden.

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    1. this story is fuckin’ intense … I LOVE IT … plz dont let them die in the end even if it has to be almost like a mr. and mrs. smith ending!more crazy sex would be nice 2 though .. either way PMS!

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