Protecting the Bad Boy

Don\'t trust anyone

"Eric!" I shouted as I got up from the bed immediately.

I ran down the stairs and entered the kitchen. Eric was like always reading some folders. I have no idea what was so important with those folders.

"What?" Eric said without looking at me.

"Where is Rhydian"s file?" I asked him.

He raised his head immediately and stared at me with a weird look. "Why do you need it?" His voice sounded strange and I frowned at him.

"Because I need to read something." I said with a voice that sounded like I was challenging him.

"It..." He sighed and took a deep breath like trying to calm down, the same act he does every time he needs to don"t show any emotions or when he is about to shoot someone. Weird.... "It is in my office."

I stared at him for a while and then walked towards his office. It was in the second floor next to his room. The office wasn"t very big, but it was good. It had wooden furniture and it looked like a warm place to stay in.

I walked towards the wooden desk and started to search for Rhydian"s file. After I found it I opened it and went through the pages.

I sat on the chair behind the desk and continued reading. Nothing... There was nothing. The file had to include everything about his life. And when I say everything, I mean everything. I kept searching but couldn"t find anything. How can that be possible?

"Found what you were searching for?" Eric said and I raised my head towards the door. He was leaning to the door looking at me with a weird look. What the hell is wrong with him?

"Not yet. I will take the file in my room and read it there." I said and got up from the seat and walked out of the office.

"What are you looking for Dylan?" Eric said and for a few seconds I thought that I should tell him about what happened today but then I decided against it.

"I"m just doing my job Eric. I"m here to work and not to play teenagers with an asshole." I said and walked inside my room.

I threw the file in my room and waited for Eric to walk downstairs so I could lock the door without making him suspect. After I heard his footsteps I locked my door really slow so it wouldn"t make too much noise.

After that I walked towards my bed and sat. I sighed and read the file once more. But once again I found nothing. There had to be something about this guy who tried to kill Rhydian. How could that not be there? Especially after knowing that other people are trying to kill him. How could they miss this?

I lied down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Memories from the past started to replay in my mind. Unwanted memories. There were so less memories that were worth it to remember.

I closed my eyes.

--Flashback--

"Dylan run!" Dad shouted to me, running in front of me like mad. He still had that gun in his hand that was really scaring me. I was crying. Of course I was crying. After what I saw, this was normal.

"Dad I can"t. I"m tired... I"m scared." I said with a shaky voice tears rolling down my cheeks.

Dad stopped running and stared at me angrily and before I could react he slapped me hard in the face. My eyes widened as my hand touched lightly the place where he slapped me.

"I don"t have time for this. We don"t have time for this. Do you think that those men there are playing with us? That this is just a game like the ones you play in the computer?" He shouted waving the gun in the air. "This is the real life. People die for real. They are coming after us to kill both of us like they killed your mother. Your mom died for real, so if you don"t want to end up like her, start running and stop complaining about how tired or scared you are."

I just stared at him as he spoke at me.

Then we heard the shotguns and started to run again, trying to save ourselves. Dad took my hand and pulled me as he kept running till we took a turn and stopped. We were both breathing heavily and my feet were hurting so much.

"Start running in that direction..." He said pointing with the gun the empty street in front of us. "Go inside that building and stay there. I will come and take you when I finish my job here."

"No." I almost shouted. "What if you don"t come? I will stay here with you."

"Do what I said." He shouted and then took a few breathes to clam himself down. "Do what I say. I will come I promise." Dad said with a calmer voice and then kneeled in front of me and took my face in his hands. His lips touched lightly my forehead. With his hand he wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead again. "I love you..." He didn"t say anything else for a few seconds and then got up. "Now run. Run!!!"

I started to run in the direction my dad said. Then entered to an abounded building. It was night and I couldn"t see a thing. As I walked blindly, I tripped on something and fell on the floor. My knees hurt so much and I could feel the blood underneath the blue jeans I was wearing. I got up and kept walking. I couldn"t stop. Soon I entered a room that looked more like a closet and sat on the cold floor. I hugged my knees and waited.

After a few minutes that felt like hours, I heard a few shotguns. My heart stopped as I started to cry again. I couldn"t afford loosing another person. I didn"t want to loose my dad like I did with my mom. I needed him.

I heard an other shotgun. Then footsteps entering in the building as they were echoing everywhere. I started to shake.

They were coming. There were coming to kill me. Like they did with my mom... Like they did with my dad... The door opened and a black figure was standing in front of me.

He is going to kill me isn"t he? I stared at the gun he was holding. Then his hand caught my wrist and pulled me up.

Yeah I was going to die.

But he hugged me. I froze and didn"t dare to move.

"Let"s go." I heard my dad"s voice coming from the figure and felt my lips forming a relieved smile. I hugged my dad back, before we started to run again. As we walked outside the building I saw three dead men in the ground covered in their blood. I felt like puking.

"Don"t look down." He said. "Look in front of you."

I did what he said to me. We walked down the empty street. My dad stopped in front of a car and broke the window"s glass with his gun. After turning it on, I got in the car, dad drove the car as I fell asleep soon, tired from all of that running and... well from everything.

***

I felt someone tapping in my shoulder and calling my name with a soft voice. I didn"t even consider to get up. I didn"t want to. I didn"t want to see the world I was dragged into. I hated the life I had now.

"Dylan! Wake up!" Dad said and shook my shoulder.

After I didn"t response to him he took me in his arms and started to walk inside some building, but I didn"t open my eyes. After a few moments I felt my dad lying me on a bed and then he sat on it too. He touched my hair lightly. "Dylan."

I opened my eyes slowly but felt like crying in the second I did it.

"I have to go. You will stay here."

"I don"t want you to go anywhere. I want you to be here with me."

"I have to darling. This is my job. And I have to work. I"m sorry you had to go through this."

"Why did they killed mom?" I asked as I felt my tears rolling down my face.

"Because... She had this job too and..."

I hugged him and felt anger spread over my whole body. "Where are we?"

"In CIA"s buildings." He said and I stared up at him shocked.

"I... want to be like you." I said with my voice shaking.

"What?" Dad said shocked.

The reason why I wanted to be an agent was to take revenge. For my mom... for my stolen life... for myself. There was no more pain in me. Just anger.

"Do you really want this Dylan? This work means that you have to kill people."

"I know."

"Then... okay. I will train you. But..." He started to say but sighed and shook his head. "Don"t trust anyone. Anyone. Do you hear me? Anyone."

--The end of flashback--

I opened my eyes.

I will not trust anyone. I had a life in lies and I will not turn my new life like the old one I had.

I got up from the bed and opened the window. And scanned the place trying to figure it out what I was going to do. I frowned for a while since I couldn"t really find a safe way to get out, but then just shrugged. There are no safe things in this job. I thought as I get on the ledge.

I took a deep breath and walked slowly outside the window in the roof that was right behind my window. I was kind of scared if the tiling of the roof would slip under my feet and I would fell but I just shrugged it off and kept walking till I arrived in the edge of the roof. On that point I hung on it with just my hands and just jumped off it and fell in the land and after rolling a couple of times managed to get on my feet and started to walk slowly trying to don"t make any noises.

After I managed to get out of the house I started to walk to Rhydian"s house which was just the house in front of us.

I know... I know... But we had to keep him close so the job would be easier.

I sneaked in the front garden and started to walk around the house to find out a way to get in, but since the front door was out of the question, I tried from the back yard. I noticed that there was a window from I could easily jump in from the tree that was next to it.

I climbed the tree and before entering in from the window I made sure that the window was opened, because even thought I don"t want to admit it, I once tried this, but the window was closed so I just bumped my head hard against it and fell in the ground almost breaking my left leg and my right arm. Fortunately I felt on a bush, but unfortunately the bush wasn"t that comfortable and it had stings all over it and my body ached for a whole month. In my defense it was one of my first tasks.

After I was pretty sure that the window was open I got in and immediately ducked and hid under the bed since it was the first thing that crossed my mind after I heard footsteps.

Soon the light turned on and Rhydian walked in.

Wait a second. What if he is with a girl and has s*x in this bed? And I"m stuck here? Oh my God please help me.

No wait! He is alone.

Thank God.

I waited till he would get out of the room but instead, I saw him (by that I mean his feet) throwing clothes in the floor and if you are thinking that were clothes from his closet you are damn wrong. He was getting undressed.

Well I kept it cool till I saw some boxers dropping the floor and my eyes went wide. You have to be kidding with me!!!

Fortunately the feet walked towards the next door which was probably the bathroom. I got out from behind the bed and started to search for that f*****g file that jerk right there stole today.

After going through many drawers and many things I didn"t want to touch I finally found it but before I could take it with me or at least read a few lines I heard Rhydian"s footsteps walking toward the room here so I had to go once again and this time faster than the first time, under the bed.

I can"t tell how much I hate my life right now.

I thought that this would get over soon but when he dropped the towel that was probably around his waist, I felt like puking. But lucky he wore some boxers and then some black jeans and I thanked God for saving my eyes.

The ring of probably his phone filled the air. He walked toward his phone and answered it.

"Hello?" He said with a really serious voice that I have never heard him talk. "Yeah... I finished that job today..... I had to. It"s not like I wanted to do it.... Yeah... yeah. Yes. I have the file. I will finish the.... Yes. I think I can hand it to you after a few weeks. I have to finish this job before I give it you... Yeah yeah, I will take care...I"m not kidding.... Okay... Bye... I said okay! It"s not my fault that that girl is so.... Okay okay. Bye!"

I was froze in place. I didn"t know what to think about what he was talking. But something is for sure. I was going to be more careful around Rhydian.