The Assassin's Kryptonite

Trained to Kill

I was sitting on the bed as I waited for him.

A second. And then a minute. And then a couple of minutes more and he still wasn’t here. And I’m about to kill him because I’m hungry as f**k. I was in the middle of standing up when the door opened. I immediately raised my brow, but he didn’t notice as he went through the boxes, got some clothes and then went out again.

“What the f**k is his problem?” I exclaimed, sighing deeply as I went to sit on the bed again.

I assumed he took another bath so when he came in ten minutes later, I immediately stood up to confront him.

“Take a bite,” I exclaimed, standing in front of him and crossing my arms.

“Of what?” he exclaimed, confused. Is he that dumb to not comprehend that I’m talking about the food he just brought? Huh.

“Take a bite of this,” I exclaimed once more as I pointed at the food on the table.

“That’s your food.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“So, you should eat.”

“No,” I exclaimed while shaking my head.

“Why?” he asked, confused.

“You should take a bite first so I’m sure that it’s not filled with any kind of poison,” I exclaimed with the coldest voice I could muster. I’m sorry but when I’m mad, I turn into ten times a b***h that I already am.

“Why….” I raised my brow while waiting for him to finish his sentence. He looked stunned and if I’m right, I saw a glimpse of pain in his eyes. Well, I’m a hundred percent sure that I’m just imagining things, so it doesn’t matter.

“What?”

“Why… Why would you think that?” he finally asked, which made me smirk and shake my head. Really? He’s asking me that.

“Why wouldn’t I think of that? You lied to me. For a month! You lied to me for a month, and you have the audacity to ask that kind of question?” I can’t believe him. He's so thick-skinned. Such a bastard.

“I would never--”

“I don’t care! I don’t care about whatever you say Trevor unless it’s about me getting out of this f*****g island! Don’t you understand that?! Huh? Are you that dumb?”

“Camille, calm down--”

“No! you don’t have the right to tell me what to do! You lost that right already! Do you understand? So why don’t you just shut up and take a bite of that f*****g food?!”

I know I was harsh. I know I was because I saw him gulped and I saw him bow his head. And I saw his eyes. I know I was hard, and I was harsh. But do I care? Maybe. But I wanted to lash out. I wanted to f*****g shout and be mad because I can’t contain all this anger in me anymore.

I can’t continue to be this. This kind of person that I was today. The kind of person that I don’t even recognize anymore. Because if I don’t lash out at him now, I’d go crazy. I’d go crazy and begin hating myself.

I’ll hate myself for being stupid. I’ll hate myself for being comfortable. I’ll hate myself and I can’t afford that because all I have right now is me.

“Okay….” He whispered which I almost didn’t hear. He walked past me and took a small bite of the food he brought. He also drank from the bowl of water.

I stared at him as he chewed the food and gulped the water. I stared at him as he stared down the floor.

“It’s not poisoned. Please eat now,” he finally exclaimed after a couple of minutes. He looked at me one more time before he went out of the room.

I felt my knees getting weak, so I immediately pulled the wooden chair and sat there. The food is already in front of me and now I’m sure that it’s not poisoned and yet I can’t even make myself eat. I can’t make myself take a bite instead, tears started running down my face again.

“Eat Camille…. just f*****g eat…. you’ll need your strength so you can finally get out of here,” I talked myself out of the misery as I tried hard to chew the food even when all I can taste is the saltiness of my tears.

“Just eat….and then when all this rain stops…. You can finally go home… you can finally go home Camille… please….” I almost begged myself. I beg my tears to stop from falling. I beg my heart to stop from hurting. Please…. Just stop. I just want everything to stop.

I just want to pace myself because I feel like everything’s going too fast and I can’t keep up anymore.

I was a normal person. An incredibly rich person but I was normal. I was living the life everyone would ask for. How did I end up here? How did I end up living on a secluded island where I can’t drink any ice coffees? How did I end up sleeping in a room smaller than my shoe closet and with no air conditioning?

How did I end up here? How did I end up learning how to fish? How did I end up learning how to wash clothes and fabric? How did I end up eating almost the same dish every day? How could I? How could I fall for someone who I barely know?

How did I end up from being a princess who gets everything she wants to a miserable crying b***h who can’t stop hurting because of a f*****g man? I wasn’t born for this. I am not ready for any of this. I wasn’t born for any hardships. I wasn’t born for anything that I’ve experienced in the last month.

I ended up going to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my hands.

When I came back from the bathroom, the mess I left after I ate was nowhere to be found anymore. He must have cleaned it out. I immediately went to bed and cried more. But maybe that was a good thing because I immediately fell asleep.

The days passed by quickly, but the rain continued to pour. Every day, he brings me food and I continue to ignore him. and I’ll continue to ignore him not unless he gives me the information that I badly needed. But what did I expect? He’s one of them, of course he wouldn’t tell me anything.

I lost track of the time and day already because I was too engrossed into planning all the details of my leave. I swear the moment this endless rain stops, I’ll go. I’ll go and even if it rains in the middle of my journey, I won't stop. Not anymore. There’s no coming back this time.

The morning of I don’t know what day, I immediately felt that the weather had changed. I was sweating a little and I’m not cold at all. That means that it’s not raining. It’s not raining anymore, and I could finally go!

I immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath and change. I don’t know what happened to my clothes but since this is the first time that the sun showed itself in a week, I bet that I can’t use them. So, I rummaged through the box and found Trevor’s jogger pants.

It’s gartered so it fit me well, except for the length since I had to fix it a little. I wore one of his shirts as well. He kidnapped me so it’s not too much to get his clothes, right?

I also found a flashlight on the table, so I took that as well. I remembered about the tent he used to cover the bed, so I took that as well. Just in case it rains again, I’ll have something to cover and protect myself.

Without looking back, I left the mansion. But of course, what did I expect? He’s in the shed and was getting some meat on the jars when he spotted me.

“Where are you going?” he asked but I was walking fast without looking at him. I just really wanted to go away. Away from him. away from all of this.

“Camille! Where are you going?!” he grabbed my hand and made me look at him?

“Let me go!” with all the strength I have, I tried to take my hand back, but his grip was just too strong.

“Where are you going? It’s dangerous!”

“No! it’s more dangerous here! It’s more dangerous because you’re here and you won’t tell me anything! You won’t tell me the truth! But what did I expect huh? Of course! You’re one of them! Am I right? that you’re one of them?” I asked furiously. And what did I expect? He didn’t answer any of my questions again.

“What? Now you can’t speak. You can’t tell me anything? Then just f*****g let me go!” I tried pushing him again but instead of letting me go, he grabbed both my hands and slammed me in his chest.

“Let me go!” I tried to get past him but every time I tried to get away, he just tightened his hold on me. “Trevor! Let me go! I need to go home please! My parents are waiting for me! My life is waiting for me! You have to let me go!”

I thought I had already run out of tears. I thought I cried enough already. But no. because here I am again, breaking down in his arms. “Let me go….”

“I didn’t know….” he suddenly spoke which made me look at him. He loosened his hold on me so I could look at him properly.

“What did you say?” I asked, confused.

“I didn’t know Camille….”

“You didn’t know about what?”

“I didn’t know that the night you came stumbling in here, that you we’re Camille Louella Herrera Montellano.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, more confusing now.

“I didn’t know that you'd be here. I swear please believe me,” he exclaimed, and my mouth hung open when I saw tears strum down his face.

“I didn’t know…. Everything I told you was true. I was banished here…… I was thrown in here, but they didn’t tell me that you’d be here. I swear.”

“Of course, you didn’t know, I escaped from my kidnappers, remember?”

“Yeah. They knew that. They found you.”

“What?”

“They found you and they thought it’s convenient for you to stay here so I can keep you on my sights.”

“Convenient?” I can’t believe that whoever planned this just thought that’ it’s convenient to keep me in an abandoned mansion. Wow.

“Who are they?” I asked again. I almost shouted when he just looked down and he doesn’t look like he has plans to answer my question.

“Who are they Trevor? Can’t you even tell me that detail? I just wanted to know who f*****g put me in this situation, so I’ll know who to kill when I get out of here,” I exclaimed with a stern look.

“I don’t know his name,” he finally answered.

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know his name Camille. I don’t even know his face,” he exclaimed and even when I’m fuming mad, there’s just something about his eyes and the tone of his voice that made me believe him.

“How can you not know whoever is the mastermind of this?”

“I just know that they’re a mafia and they’re powerful.”

“Mafia? Are you f*****g kidding me? We’re not in movies Trevor!”

“I’m telling you the truth! I’ve been working for them all my life! I know what I’m talking about Camille!”

“What do you mean?” I knew I’m about to hear something that would change my life forever. I knew because my heart is beating so fast and loud that I feel like it’s going to jump out of my chest at any second. I just knew.

“Do you really want to know?” he asked. I noticed how his demeanor changed. I noticed how his eyes turned darker. I noticed how his emotions left his dull face.

“Y-Yes….” I stuttered.

“I’m an assassin, Camille. I was trained to kill.”

I knew I’m going to hear something big. Just not this big.