Espionage

Led Down the Wrong Path with the Right Promise

"He did it." I whispered, my blood boiling. My vision blurry with tears, red with anger. I got up, letting the book fall out of my lap into the circle. I watched as my friends looked up at me, watching their mouths move but hearing nothing they were saying. It was as if my head was underwater. All I could hear was the drumming of my heartbeat in my ears. Black dots clouded my vision as I ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I watched the vomit exit my mouth into the toilet. Over and over again until my stomach was as empty as I felt. Collapsing next to the toilet, I let the tears fall. I cried harder than I've ever cried before. Harder than when I found out that my dad was taken. Harder than when I thought Tyler was dead. Choked sobs that ripped through my throat, tearing me apart from within. My chest felt like it had been cracked open, leaving me exposed to the world.

I cried so hard that after a while I just turned numb. I couldn't feel any part of my body. I couldn't feel the sharp pain in my chest when I took a breath in. I couldn't feel the tears flowing down my face. I couldn't feel the throbbing in my throat from the sobbing and screaming. I couldn't feel anything. I was left alone in my numbness with only my thoughts to keep me company.

Not like my thoughts were comforting. He did it. Joseph Solomon, my Godfather, my dad's best friend in the whole world. He's the reason they took my dad. He's a traitor. A double agent. All this time. All these years. We trusted him. My family loved him. We cared about him. He was the closest person to my dad that I had left. The only adult here I actually trusted. I put my whole life in his hands. Only to find out that he's a traitor. To find out the Blackthorne is just a recruiting ground for The Circle. That they pick the cream of the crop, the most talented future agents and snatch them up.

The boys, they had to have known. They have to know what's happening there, why aren't they doing anything about this? Why are they staying silent? Fuck! Nothing makes sense. It's like I get one answer and it opens up a million more questions. I'm leading myself down a rabbit hole and soon there's going to be no escape. Soon, I'm going to be in over my head and then what?

I got up dizzily and stood in front of the mirror. I am so sick of seeing the girl looking back at me. The puffy red eyes, snotty nose, pale and sickly. She looks weak, she is weak. I'm so tired of being weak, of not knowing what's going on or what to do. I'm so tired of being helpless. I'm tired of it. I'm so fucking tired of it.

"All Junior girls head down to your Cov Op's class immediately." Headmistress Morgan's voice rang out over the intercom. She's probably going to announce that our Cov' Ops teacher is gone. I walked outside of the bathroom and all my friends looked over at me.

"Ela-..." Jade started as I moved my closet.

"We need to go to Cov' Ops." I replied, my voice hoarse. I threw on the first outfit I found and left before any of my friends. I walked down to the elevator.

"Identify yourself." The elevator demanded as soon as I stepped on.

"Daniela White." I announced before moving my face to the scanner.

"Identification verified." The elevator chimed before we began our descent down to Sublevel 2. I stepped off the elevator and followed the maze to our Cov' Ops classroom. I was the first one there, of course, but what I saw shocked me most. More like who I saw.

"Hello Operative White." His brooding deep, British voice and crystal blue eyes were sparkling as his lips pulled up in a smirk. "Pleasure to see you again."

"Agent Kingsley, can't say the feeling is mutual." I replied, crossing my arms. It caught me a bit off guard hearing him call me Operative, but that's what our Cov' Ops teacher is supposed to call us while we're in class.