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11:37pm

i couldn't find the car or any sign of wrangler territory here, and i've been here for a while.

i've managed to sneak back to the original bush i was hiding behind.
(A/N: me when i play fortnite LMFAO)

as i was about to leave, i heared the buzzing of a machine. i look in the direction of where it's coming from and immediately realize it's the garage of the supposed wrangler house.

i duck down a little more just to be on the safe side and watch. a guy in a black hoodie similar to mine walks out of the garage and starts to put in the code to close it.

before it can close i glance inside and holy shit it's the car. the one i saw with ethan in it.

once he closes the garage door, he starts walking with his black hood up. similar to me.

i don't know im moving until i look back and see the bush behind me. okay yeah sure let's follow him i guess.

ethan is a few yards in front of me, while i stay a steady distance behind. i figure that if he looks back like he's being followed i can just look at my phone and he'll think, 'oh just some teenager who snuck out'

that's why being under the radar is a good thing.

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we've been walking for a good 10 minutes before i completely loose visual on ethan. no where to be seen.

i stop in my tracks and look around. not smart. max even told me never to do that. he always said to keep walking incase. i wish i would've listened.

i suddenly feel a hand being placed over my mouth and my body being yanked backwards. my heart rate skyrockets and my eyes go wide.

whoever yanked me back removes their hand from my face and pins my shoulders to an alley wall with their forearms.

i'm face with no other than ethan himself. well shit.

"why are you following me?" he asks with no emotion, and a stone cold facial expression.

"i- um" i gulp and look him in the eye. it's hard not to.

"who sent you?" he cuts me off.

"no one" i say truthfully.

he pressed down harder with his forearm closer to my throat, starting to cut off air. i raise my chin to attempt to move from his arm.

"who. sent you." he asks through gritted teeth, lowering his voice to a growl.

"no one. i came alone" i said once again. still looking him in the eye, he for some reason decided to completely let me out of his grip.

i let out a breath and started rubbing my collar bone where his forearm was so tightly placed.

"if no one sent you why the hell were you following me?" i asks.

"it's complicated." i answer shortly.

"well uncomplicate it. you decided to spend your night following me, so you must have a reason." he pries.

"i snuck out to make sure the address i found was the correct place. then i saw you come out of the house so i decided to follow you. i hadn't really thought much further than in the moment which is probably why we're standing here right now." i say.

"snuck out of where? and why did you have my address." he asks with folded arms.

"because you're ethan dolan and i need your help." i say avoiding the next question that i knew was going to come out of his mouth.

"i asked you where you snuck out of." he says stepping closer to me and uncrossing his arms.

i locked eyes with ethan and kept a cold glare trying to seem confident.

"the faceless" i said without emotion. ethans eyes grow dark immediately.

"i should kill you." he says.

"you wouldn't want to do that." i said slightly taunting him.

"and why is that?" he asks clenching his jaw.

"because we can help eachother." i said going completely serious once again and looking him dead in the eye.

"why the hell would i EVER help a member of the faceless." he asks practically shooting daggers out of his eyes.

"because we both want similar things. i want out of the faceless, and you want them locked away or even dead. i wouldn't mind seeing blaine gone either so we're on the same team." i said. ethan looks at me quizzically as if he's actually considering what i had said. god i hope he is.

"so let's say i help you. why do you want out and what would you do for me." he asks.

"the only reason i joined that hellish death trap was because i was 16, homeless, and broke. now that i've made some money i can leave again. but it's not all that easy. the cost of getting caught is death.

now. i've been studying the gang inside and out, finding their old stories, their flaws, the ways to get around certain people and certain things.

which is where you come in. i know some things about you that the faceless doesn't. i saw you and your brother who blaine thinks is dead. i decided not to relay that message and your brother is safe for now.

the more in the dark blaine is, the easier it will be to take him down. you want him dead, and i can help you with that. all i'm asking is for your help to take blaine down. because i can get the fuck out of faceless for good, and you can get revenge."

but the time i've finished explaining it's like a certain fire in ethans eyes.

"you've got yourself a deal as long as you prove to me that you aren't crossing me." he says.

"deal." i hold my hand out.

"deal." he repeats shaking my hand.

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A/N: let the mission begin.

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