Segment: Confession

Three Days

Lyle's P.O.V

"Are you ready?"

It was my usual morning with the exception of Amelia being officially in my life and me to hers. There was no more barriers between us.

Her smile brought me courage and inspiration to bring Jamie down. Who am I kidding? It's the s*x later tonight. I was hyped more than I should.

"f**k yeah."

"You really do swear too much." she shakes her head but her smile was still there.

She was already wearing her bikini, another set of bikini. It was now black and she looked super sexy. Black and red are my go-to if you guys remembered. Her breasts would bounce every time she takes a step or make a move.

"I only swear on special occasions."

"Today is one of those?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

I was going to wipe Jamie's ass. Johnny and I picked the games, of course we wouldn't pick games that we weren't sure we were going to win. We made sure of that. It was a bit dirty but this was much more fun. And this is my condition to Johnny. In order for me to not tell on him, he wouldn't tell anyone about the games.

We make our way to the lobby where everyone was gathered. The moment the elevator dinged, everyone looked at us and was in silence.

"WHAT?"

"How come this feels so different than on the bus?"

"Are they officially together?"

"Amelia is smiling. Fuck."

"Ah, we're already doomed."

"Are they dating now?"

"They look so radiant."

"Did they have s*x?"

I look at Amelia and she was teasing them by smiling a bit more. I sigh.

"I'll go find Jamie."

"Okay. I'll answer their questions."

"Please don't." she laughs.

"I won't."

I nod and went to find Jamie. I squeezed and squeezed in, turn and turn but I can't find Jamie. I found Michelle and approached her, in hopes that she knows where Jamie is.

"Michelle, have you seen Jamie?"

"He says to go to the back."

That's where the army is camping.

"If Amelia tries to find me, tell her that I'll come find her later."

"Okay."

"Michelle," my voice turned serious.

"Ye-yes?" she flinches when I look straight into her eyes.

I grab both of her shoulders.

"Don't lose sight of Amelia, okay?" I want to tell her Chrelia too but I don't know. My mouth won't mention her.

"Yes." she nodded aggressively.

"And Michelle,"

"Yes?" she was now scared. I could tell from her fast responses.

"Tell Johnny to cancel the swimming competition. Just play the games that doesn't require running off to a distance."

"Yes, yes."

"I'll grab Jamie's pistol. Can you tell me his room number?"

"A gu-gu-gun?"

"Shush, Michelle. Please remain calm." she nods again.

"I mean it, Michelle. Breathe in," she does as I say.

"Breathe out. Calm now?" she nods again but slowly this time.

"Remember what I told you, okay?"

"Okay."

"Now, his room number?"

"306."

"Got it. I'll go now."

I walk slowly to the elevator. I picked up my pistol first and vest before going to retrieve Jamie's. After I grabbed his, I went in stealth mode and went to the back slowly and cautiously.

"Fuck."

I found footsteps. It was only one pair so I assumed it was Jamie's. I go through the last bush and saw the camp was already down and ruined. I saw Jamie helping the soldiers out of their tent. He was sweating and panting. I look around before running to his side.

"Here, put this on. What happened?" he puts on his vest while I continue his work.

"Place him there with the rest. At 2 in the morning, I heard gunshots."

"What? How come?"

"I couldn't sleep last night so I roamed around. I was pretty close so I heard it, plus they were equipped with silencers."

I quickly drag the other two from the tent and in with the rest. They were alive but they were heavily wounded. They were also unconscious.

"How many?"

"It's pretty hard to tell. It was dark."

I was too in deep with my sleep that I didn't hear. Even with silencers on, it's not an excuse.

"What are they carrying?"

"Riffles, most of them."

"f**k. We only have two pistols, and limited ammo."

"I can't trace their footsteps."

"Better not. The best choice is to retreat. We're outnumbered and outgunned."

"Copy, President."

Something moved. Jamie and I immediately ducked and crawl to the nearest bush.

"Cease movement." I whispered.

"I tell you, man, it's like they're not even doing their jobs properly."

"They were so easy to clean."

"Don't let your guards down. There's still two."

"Psh, they're kids. What can they do to us grown men?" we heard a slap.

"Those two are assassins and more powerful than all of us combined if we slip once."

"We just don't have to slip, boss."

"You don't know that. We're lucky there are only two."

"We'll succeed, boss."

"Better be. That damned Taylor. f*****g bastard."

Jamie and I looked at each other.

"It's a shame we can't bring Brey and that Young girl."

"It'll be hard to slip two students with those two around. One is better."

Chrelia and Michelle?

"Where are the others? They done shitting or what?"

"They're having a coffee break."

"Pfft. Retards."

"Retreat slowly." I whisper to Jamie. He nods.

We turn around slowly, not making any noise. We make our way towards the injured. We need to place them in a safe place first. Combat is out of the question.

"Yeaaaah! Let's start the games!" they were already starting.

Music instantly came blasting. Good. Our chances of getting away increased.

"f**k! The men are nowhere! Someone's here! On guard!"

"Fuck." Jamie says.

We immediately stand up. It's no use hiding anymore. Traces of us pulling the bodies are visible and since we're close to their search, we'll be found out. We hid behind a tree.

"No killing." I mouth to Jamie and he nods.

"Here!"

We hear footsteps getting closer and closer. My heart beat started beating louder and louder. I took a peek and saw three men. Good. Only three. We can minimize the casualty. I grit my teeth.

We let the three past us before we took out the two at the back. We knocked them up by hitting their vital point with the bottom of the grip. They dropped to the ground with a thud. The first one turned around. Jamie covered his mouth just in time before he could say anything.

"You just had to see our faces."

"President." I know what he means.

"Already know there's two of us. I bet they know our faces. We won't kill him. Just cripple him." Jamie nodded.

Jamie broke both his arms and his left ankle. I closed my eyes and sighed. Jamie knocked him before helping me transfer the injured military.

"Useless pieces of shits. No wonder they couldn't properly do their jobs, they were drinking." Jamie hisses and leers at the person he was pulling.

"Says the one who drank at the yacht."

"If I know they were going to be this useless, I wouldn't have. I thought they were better."

"Save your fume later. Focus on the mission."

"Yes, President." he says though gritted teeth.

We hurry and drag two people by their vests to the yacht.

"Start the engine!" I yelled to the staffs.

"Yes, Ma'am!" someone yelled.

It's just a matter of time before the others notice their absence.

"f**k, help!" Jamie yells.

Staffs started helping us.

"Stay here. We'll bring the others so you wait there and carry them aboard. Clear?" the staffs nodded.

"Let's go."

Jamie and I successfully brought four people each, meaning we still have two more travels to make. It wasn't easy being stealthy.

"Where are those three?'"

We didn't wait and dragged the second to the last batch.

"Is the engine turned on?"

"Yes, Ma'am." the staff answered.

"Jamie, gather everyone and tell them to evacuate. No time to pack up. Just tell them to hurry to get to the yacht. I'll handle the four left behind." he looks at me.

"DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ME?"

"I..." I slap him.

"Do you understand me?"

"Yes, President."

"GO."

We ran separately to our destination. I crouch and run-walk to the four left.

"f**k. If they're dillydallying, I'll f*****g kill them." he sounds like the boss from earlier.

I grab the two and silently drag them.

"Search the area! Those footsteps! Trace 'em!"

"Yes, boss!"

I run to back as fast as I can. Sweat trickled down from my forehead to my neck.

"Secure Brey, Taylor and Young first." I tell the staff.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

They'll change their target once they know that we knew what they were doing. We'll guard the three of them equally.

I went back but they already found the two that was left. I clicked my tongue. I grab my pistol from my waistband and heaved a sigh. The music stopped, alerting the two that was looking down at the injured men.

"f**k. They're notified!"

As they turn around, I threw sand in their eyes, making them groan in pain. I knocked the two of them like what I did to the three before them and dragged the other two. They fell to the ground with a thud and since there was no more music, the thud was hearable.

"There!"

Shit. I hurry and run faster than before. My life depended on this.

"Shoot!"

"RUN!" I told the staffs who were waiting for me.

Jamie came behind me and grabbed the other person and carried him. I did the same. Everyone was already on the yacht, which is a relief.

"Where's Chrelia, Amelia and Michelle?"

"At the room below the deck, President!"

"RUN FOR YOUR LIVES."

We boarded the yacht. Jamie and I threw the two to the staffs and broke the wooden bridge to the entrance of the yacht.

"FIRE!"

We hid behind the metal doors of the yacht. The yacht started moving. I stood up and looked at the armed men below. They were surprisingly calm. Someone was holding a radio, making me scowl.

"Let's go." I drag Jamie with me below the deck.

"President?"

"Someone is in cahoots with them."

"How do you know that?"

"They were calm and radioing someone. Who knows the coordinates of the three?"

"Just the staff that helped us earlier - oh, no."

We suddenly started running on full speed. We were out of breath but there was no time to lose.

"Jamie, you go secure the Captain first. If this yacht turns around, we'll be over. Not us but we'll have to kill them. I'll go to them first. You hurry and regroup with me."

"Yes, President."

We ran separately again. I bring out my pistol and cautiously turn from left to right, making sure no ambush is awaiting me. When I pretty much confirmed that there was no ambush, I hurry to the door. I jam my body to open the locked door but what I didn't expect was the door opening and a baseball bat aiming at my head. I ducked just in time.

"Boss was right. You are on a different level than those cheeky soldiers."

His bat was full of nails. If I were hit, it would be a fatal blow especially since he's aiming for my head. He knows his way around bats, I shouldn't underestimate him.

"Where are the girls?"

"They're inside, President. I'm quite surprised that you could slap your best friend like that." he was amused. He was smiling sinisterly.

"Why are you after them?"

"Well, I must say. Aside from their looks, my boss wants them for revenge? But enough talking, let's swing."

He swings his baseball bat at me but I dodged again. I was hesitant to shoot him but I needed to. I shot him but he managed to dodge too. Crap. He's not just strong, he's trained. He laughs hysterically.

"Amelia looks super delicious, right? Chrelia too and Michelle. God, I just can't stop gawking at them."

I shoot again but he managed to hide behind a pipe. I clicked my tongue. If I can just make sure that there's no one else in there, I can kill this bastard. He came rushing towards me at full speed and swings again. He hits the pipe but continued swinging.

I shot him right on his shoulder. He shouldn't be coming near me since I'm carrying a gun while's he's carrying something heavy. He shrieks in pain and lets go of his bat. I knocked him out using the same method I used earlier. He landed to the floor with a thud.

I immediately went inside the room but it was locked from the inside.

"Girls? Can you open the door?"

"Mphhhhnn nhpppp,"

Alright then. I'll just have to jam it again. I used my body to force open the door, which is a bit painful but the door still wouldn't budge. I threw my body a bit harder, knocking the air out inside my lungs. I threw myself the second, the third time and this time, the door was open. I coughed a bit, catching my breath. I felt dizzy and heavy after all that.

I wobbly make my way towards them. They were tied up in ropes and their mouths were taped. My vision was spinning for a bit. They were shaking their heads at me. I look behind me and dodged right in time before he could punch me on the face but I lost my gun.

I slowly shake my head and took a deep breathe in.

"You shot me, motherfucker." he hisses at me with anger. He was sweating hard, probably because of the pain.

"Oh, yeah? If you don't go away then you'll lose blood in no time."

How come he's still conscious? Didn't I knock him out? f**k. My vision was still blurry. The girls were squirming behind me, mumbling incomprehensible words. It added to the traffic in my mind. He licks his mouth with his snaky tongue, making me back away in disgust.

"You wouldn't want them to see you die, now would you?"

He charges at me, fist first. If I could hit his wound, then this would surely end to my favor. I try to concentrate. I use my hand to redirect his punch to the side of my head and gave him a jab to his abdomen. He spits out his saliva before backing away.

"You're good. f*****g Taylor trained you good." I knit my brows.

He is not going to talk bad about anyone in front of their own children.

I lunge at him first, shocking him and not reacting in time. He defends his wound using his other arm but I grabbed his arm instead of attacking it. I twist his arm as he yells in pain.

"You're not going to talk s**t about my boss."

"f**k YOU."

"Ladies, please close your eyes." I turn to them and they closed their eyes.

"They're all a bunch of jokes! Look at what they've done to normal kids like you!" he tries to persuade me but I already knew that from the very beginning.

"I don't need your words. Now, since they've closed their eyes. Let's have a little fun."

I twist his arm more and kicked his wound. He screamed louder than before. It was painful in the ears but soothing at the same time. Ridiculing one of my bosses in front of his daughter? Not a chance. I allow myself to talk bad about them but not in front of their daughters. It's bad manners to do that.

"Let go, fucker!" he screams.

"You want me to cut your tongue?" I whispered in his ear with my most threatening voice.

"Please, no. Please. I'll shut up." he was crying at this point.

"Tell me who else are in here."

"There are three of us! Three! One at the captain and one at the deck!"

Fuck. I immediately let go of him and broke his leg.

"I'm not that harsh to kill you. I'll just make sure to turn you in to the authorities later." he screams in agony as we hear his bone got dislocated.

I went to the three girls and removed the tapes first before untying the rope. I didn't bring a knife, just a gun so I had to untie the rope by hand.

"Are you okay, Lyle?" Michelle asks in such a worrisome voice.

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

"How is everyone else doing?" Chrelia asks.

"I don't know yet."

Everyone else was at the deck. The person could easily abduct someone as we make our way there. I need to get ahold of Jamie and devise out a plan. I didn't bring my phone. I left it at the hotel because I was in such a hurry.

"You're breathing quite heavily. Are you sure you're fine, Lyle?" I give a smile to Amelia.

"I need you three to stay next door and lock the door, okay?" I look at them one by one as I finally finish untying the rope.

"What? Can't we help?" Chrelia asks.

"You know we can't. We're inexperienced. We'll only be a burden." Michelle says in annoyance.

"Don't worry, Michelle. I assure you that Jamie's fine. If I'm fine, so is he. Plus, you girls staying is actually helping me. You three are the primary target. I need to have your word that you won't come out no matter what."

"We won't." Amelia answers me first. She looked so determined that I felt relieved.

"Be sure to come back alive. Asking for unscathed would be too much." Michelle defeatedly says.

"Okay. Just please, make sure everyone's safe." I nod to the three of them before dragging the man out. The three followed me and went inside the next door.

I busted the door open so it really wasn't secured anymore.

"Go," I tell them.

They look at me one last time before entering the room and locking it. I look at the man and he flinches. He was shaking. I lower myself to his level and looked directly into his eyes. I made sure he saw hell.

"Please, no more!"

"I want you to call the one at the deck that you've successfully detained me. Right now." he nods frantically.

He grabs the radio from his waist and contacted the one at the deck.

"I've successfully detained hostile 001, over."

"Report status of hostile 001, over."

"Gunshot on the shoulder. Broken leg, over."

"Copy that. Mission success. All remaining sub missions cancelled. Regroup at the captain's, over."

"Copy that, over."

"Good. Here,"

I give him my pocket money for treatment of his wound.

"What's this for?"

"Treatment. Medical bills are a pain in the ass." he looks at me with disbelief.

"You did this to me and provided me with solution. What exactly are you?"

"I'm someone in the middle."

I grab his radio and his phone, in case he contacts the others while I go away. I run to the stairs that leads to the deck. I grab my pistol that I retrieved back there and got into defense position. But what I thought was finally over, isn't.

I saw Jamie contemplating whether he should shoot the person or not. The person in front of him was kneeling down. I look around and see a wounded staff behind him. Jamie looked disheveled himself. He has a few scratches on his face and a few bloodstains on his shirt.

The person smiled and ran towards Jamie.

"SHOOT, DAMNIT." I shouted but Jamie, instead of shooting, looked at me.

I run towards him and got my thigh shot.

"Fuck." I muttered and shot the person at his stomach.

"Pre-president-"

"Go get the girls. Make sure they're okay and report back to me once they're settled."

"Yes, President."

Everyone was looking at us, at the scene in shock. This can occur whenever if you're rich so they're basically not that shocked and in horror. I ripped my shirt and used it as a bandage for now. I tie the bandage around my wound tightly, suppressing the flow of the blood from coming out.

"Please go back to your rooms and wait for an announcement that it's okay to come out." they all silently walk past me.

The school doesn't know about the system, all they know is that we eight are trained in terms something happens. What they don't know is the missions outside of school, our gateway towards the world of the elite and how we're being used by the superiors. What they know is that if the security fails to do their missions, we're the direct substitute and that we'll protect them at all times.

I walk towards the wounded staff. I punched the floor.

"Too late."

He was already dead. I carry his dead body to the freezer below the deck. His family will want his body back for a proper burial. I wrap his body with plastic before exiting the freezer. I went up again and saw Jamie with the girls. Chrelia was leaving while Michelle was tending to Jamie's wounds. Amelia saw me, stood up but sat right back.

Jamie saw me and instantly turned to me, chest out and looking above.

"President," he salutes.

"Jamie?" Michelle asks silently.

"Tell me what you did wrong, Jamie."

"I hesitated to shoot, President."

"Why, Jamie?"

"I couldn't bring myself to kill someone, President."

"No. There are a lot of ways to shoot someone without killing them. Why didn't you f*****g shoot, Jamie?" I shouted.

"I was afraid, President."

I sighed.

"Do you want me to die, Jamie?"

"No, President." his eyes softened.

"f*****g toughen yourself up. I expect great results in the near future, Jamie. You'll have a double job since you messed up today."

"Yes, President."

"Now go the f**k away."

"Yes, President." he salutes again and walks away.

Michelle looks at me before following Jamie. I guess she'll continue tending to him. Here I am wishing that Chrelia would want to aid me again. I sighed again.

"Lyle, you got shot?"

"Yeah."

"Does it hurt?"

"It does." tears suddenly running down my cheeks.

"I can-"

"Jamie was afraid he would become like me."

Someone who could shoot someone without hesitation. Someone ready to throw away their humanity for the sake of money.

"Lyle,"

I wipe away my tears and sniffed.

"Sorry you had to see that. If you need me, I'll be-"

"Right beside me. You'll be right beside me if I need you. Let's go clean your wound and patch you up."