Chapter 9

*216’s POV

I made it to the city fairly fast. It was loud and bright, and filled with so much noise. Nothing like the island at all. I put my raft up against some rocks and made my way up the hill. It wasn't the safest thing to be doing while carrying another life but it was the only way into the city.

I had made it to the top of the hill and suddenly the world around me started spinning. Before I knew it, there was nothing but darkness.

I woke up in a clinic of some sort with a strange woman beside me, and an IV in my arm. The room was white and so bright and freezing cold.

“Look who’s finally awake.” She said to me, “You gave us quite the scare.”

“Who are you? Where am I?”

“You are at the woman’s clinic. You collapsed on the side of the road. I brought you here, my name is Rhonda. Who are you?”

“I’m 2… I’d rather not say, if you don’t mind. I don’t exactly know you.”

“It’s fine, I won’t push.”

“Am I okay? How is my baby?”

“You were dehydrated, something fierce. The doctor should be in shortly to check on the baby.”

“Why did you stay with me?”

“I needed to make sure you were okay.”

“Thank you.”

The Doctor entered the room then and adjusted the bed so that I would lay flat. He brought over a monitor to the bed and sat next to me.

“Are you ready to check on your baby?” He asked me.

“More than you know.” I replied.

He put this cold blue gel on my stomach and started at the screen while moving this wond like thing around my belly, pressing a bunch of buttons creating stills on the screen. He was on my stomach for quite some time before he said anything until finally, “Who told you you were having a baby, as in one?”

“Noone has told me anything, that's why I was coming into the city to check on the baby… I haven’t seen it yet and needed to know it was okay.”

“Oh, alright. Do you know how far along you are?”

“If I had to guess I would say like six months maybe.”

“That's a good guess. You’re measuring a little over 26 weeks. About 26 weeks and 3 days.”

“Six and a half months. Wow.”

“But there is something else you should know.”

“Is my baby okay?”

“They are just fine.”

“They?”

“Yes dear. You're having twins.”

“As in two babies?”

“Yes.” He laughed. “Not what you were expecting?”

“I don’t know what I was expecting, or if I was even expecting anything.”

“Would you like to know what you’re having?”

“Can I?”

“Yes, Boy, Girl twins. One of each.”

I was in awe.I couldn’t believe it. Two babies. He let me hear each of their heartbeats and gave me photos that I could bring back with me. Then it hit me, how long was I out for? I had to get back to 13 before my day was up and he came looking for me. I couldn’t get separated from him not now.

“How long have I been here?” I asked Rhonda.

“About twelve and a half hours.” She replied. “Good, I still have time.” I looked to the Doctor, “Can I go?”

“Everything looks good, just take it easy, drink lots of water.”

I got up and thanked Rhonda and the Doctor for all of their help and headed for the door. The great thing about the city is health care is free and it's for everyone. So I didn’t even have to stick around filling out a million papers.

“Hey!” Rhonda shouted behind me, “If you ever need anything or any help give me a call.” She handed me a paper with her number on it.

“Thanks.” I walked out. That’s when I saw it just ahead of me a spinning drone with a picture of my face and 13’s rotating around in a circle with my name and his hanging underneath it. I needed to get out of here and fast.

I put my face down and made my way back to the hill I climbed when I arrived here. I grabbed the raft and made it back to the island before anyone noticed me, or had the chance to recognize my face from the drones.

*13’s POV

After what seemed like forever I finally saw her floating back to me. My racing thoughts finally calmed down.

“Hey.” She walked over and kissed me, “I missed you.”

“I missed you more.” I said hugging her and kissing her head.

“What did you do while I was gone?” She asked me glancing over at the mess I made by the fire.

“I had to keep my hands moving to help my mind from going crazy. Come on, let me show you.” I said pulling her behind me leading her to the fire.

I had been busy while she was in the city. I was breaking branches off trees and shaving them down to be smooth and fastening them into a little bed that the baby could sleep in. I didn't finish it yet, but I was too excited to show her, I couldn’t wait.

“Close your eyes.” I said turning around in front of her to block her view. She did and I brought her in front of the bed I made. I had gotten really good at building things with my hands during our time here on the island. “You can open them now.”

She smiled and tears started flowing down her face. “It’s beautiful.”

“It’s not quite finished. But it will be done very soon.”

“Can I just make one little request?” She said looking up at me.

“Anything.”

“I’m going to need you to make another.”

Chapter 8

THREE MONTHS LATER

I was growing at a steady rate, my stomach was huge. The baby moved all the time. 13 became even more protective over me as well. He had just felt the baby move himself for the first time the other night when we were laying face to face, my belly creating a barrier between us. He was in awe, he placed his hands ever so gently around my growing belly and spoke to the baby and it kicked him again. I could tell he loved the baby almost as much as me. And that made me feel at peace.

My growing belly didn’t stop him loving on me and calling me beautiful all the time. Even though I was developing these purple marks that stretched up my stomach and down my legs. He would kiss them and tell me they made me more beautiful. I may not have been taught about love, but I knew that this was it. What I felt for him knew no bounds, or limits.

13 is making a fire, it was getting later in the day and he was prepping food for us to eat. My sickness is better now. I still get sick sometimes but not nearly as much anymore. Which was a relief for sure because I was hungry all the time now.

“13.” I said, grabbing his attention.

“Yes, love?” He said, calling me by my new nickname.

“I’ve been thinking…”

“About what?”

“I think we should venture into the city. Quite a bit of time has passed now… and It would only be for a moment. But I want to make sure that the baby is okay and growing like it should.”

“I get it. But how would we get there? We don’t have access to the boat anymore.”

“We can see the city from here. I’m sure we could figure something out.”

13’s POV

Venturing into the city was a dangerous plan. I know time passed but I’m sure they were still looking for us. But I know where she is coming from and I’m going to make it happen for her. We really only need something that would float us over to the city and float us back. So I went to work.

I tested different pieces of wood I found lying around the island to see which floated the best and fastened them together. It took me a week to complete, but I did it. It held my weight well.

“216!” I shouted trying to get her attention.

“Coming!” She called back, struggling to get up.

“Sit on this with me. I need to be sure it will hold us both.”

When she sat it seemed to be okay for a moment but then it started sinking into the water. It didn’t work. I hopped off and left her on it and it floated back to the surface. Both of us were too much weight.

“You know what this means right?” She said looking up to me.

“I know what you’re going to say. And my answer is no. Absolutely not.”

“I have to know 13. I can do this.”

“I don’t want you to go without me. It is too dangerous.”

“I don’t deny the danger. But I know I can handle it.”

“I don’t like this.”

She got up off the raft and pulled me into her. “I don’t like the idea of being away from you either. But, this is for our baby.”

“Fine. You have one day. And if it takes any longer I’m coming for you.” I planted a kiss on her forehead.

“Deal.” She said looking up at me and then she kissed my lips.

Chapter 7

THREE MONTHS LATER

His touch was like electricity flowing through me every time. It never got old. The days, minutes, and hours seemed to be flying by with him.We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. Everyday we spent together was filled with so much love, light, and laughter. He was my best friend, my person, and I would do anything for him.

I was alone staring at the edge of the water lost in thought when I sensed him approaching me.

“Sneaking up on me, huh?” I said looking back at him smiling.

“I know better than to sneak up on you.” He said laughing as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. He kissed me gently on the cheek. “What’s on your mind?”

“I’m not sure, I feel off. I feel tired and not too well.”

“Why do you go and get some rest?”

I nodded and walked away. It wasn’t long before he was with me wrapping himself around me just to be close to me. His presence gave me a sense of peace and I quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up he was gone. I went out of the cave and there he was with a flower and food ready for us to enjoy together and I just couldn’t believe they kept these experiences from us. It made me angry that they didn’t let us live life. Why couldn’t we be ‘spare parts’ that got to experience emotions and feelings?

I quickly shook myself out of my thoughts so that I could be present with him.

“A flower? To what do I owe this honor?” I joked.

“You deserve far more than just one. You deserve everything you want.”

All I could do was smile at him. I crossed the sand to meet him and kissed his lips. That’s when I threw up.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“I’m not sure what’s going on with me.” I said back to him.

TWO MONTHS LATER

I was still getting sick everyday and 13 was growing concerned about me. “This has been going on for quite some time. Are you sure you’re alright?” He asked me.

“I feel fine otherwise. Really.” I tried to sound reassuring and I kissed his lips.

He smiled at me and then pulled me close and kissed my forehead. I loved when he did that. There was something about forehead kisses that felt more intimate to me than regular kisses. Then I just wrapped my hands around him and held him.

13’s POV

I wasn’t sure what was going on with her. My mind was going a million places as she was standing there holding on to me. She needed to be okay.

I pulled her away from me and then it was like something clicked in her mind and I could see it in her eyes.

“What was that? What’s going on in that beautiful mind?” I asked her.

“I think I know what’s going on with me. I can’t believe I didn’t think about it before.” She said to me.

“Well don’t keep me on my toes, what is it?”

“I think I’m pregnant. I don’t know anything about it aside from what I’ve seen. But I just realized that I haven’t bled in a while.”

“Oh…wow.” I said to her and walked away.

“13!” She called after me.

“I just need a minute…” I said as I continued to walk away.

That was probably cold and I didn’t mean it to be. That was the first time I ever acted like that with her. She was everything to me. I just needed to wrap my head around this news, I think I was just in shock. I went to the waterfall and I sat on a rock and just stared at it, losing myself in my thoughts.

After a while I decided to get in the water, this time to try and clear my head and quiet out the thoughts. So I undressed and left my clothes where I was sitting and got in.

216’s POV

I can understand the idea of a baby being hard to wrap your head around. It was hard for me to envision myself, but here I was. I needed to talk to him. It had been quite some time since he walked away from me so I decided to go and find him.

The island isn’t large, so it wasn’t hard to find him at the waterfall. I sat on the same rock that his clothes were and just watched him until he noticed me.

“Hey there.” I said to him as his eyes met mine.

“Hey.” He said back to me. “I’m sorry about before, I was cold. I didn’t mean to be. I was just surprised.”

“I get it. It’s a lot to wrap your head around.”

“Come in here with me.”

I did as he asked and removed my clothes and got in. He brushed my hair out of my face and kissed me.

“It will all be okay, you know.” I said to him.

“I know. Everything will be as long as we face it together.”

“Always.” I said kissing him again drawing him back into me by biting his lower lip again like before. I could tell that it drove him crazy because he gripped me into him and kissed me harder.

I led him out of the water and to our cave where we continued our night and exhausted ourselves. We fell asleep naked on the floor holding each other, completely forgetting about our clothes at the falls.

• authors note a little steamier then previous chapters*

Chapter 6

Continuing 13’s POV

In all honesty, I didn’t really know what I was doing either. I only know what I’ve seen in the tapes I was forced to watch all the time. Kissing, sex, and movies filled with action seemed to be my Original’s go to. So I was really just going off of what I saw and I wanted to experience it with her.

After I removed her shirt, I paused. I didn’t want to screw this up.

“Are you okay?” She asked me, pulling my chin towards her face.

“Yes, I just don’t want to mess this up.” I said back to her.

“I don’t think you could mess up something that I have no ideas about.”

“What if it’s bad and you don’t like it?

“We will figure it out together.” She said, kissing me again.

216’s POV

His lips were warm and they took my breath away. I had no idea what to expect but I trusted him.

As I was kissing him again he started kissing me across my cheek and then down my neck to my breasts. My stomach was doing flips but in the best way, my body has never felt sensations like this and I didnt want them to stop.

Something came over me and it was almost instinctual. But I grabbed his face and pulled him back into my lips and climbed on top of his lap rapping my legs around him. I began kissing him across his face and down his neck like he did to me to see if he liked it too, from the way he gripped at my thighs I could tell he did. Then I took off his shirt.

At that moment he gripped my waist and laid me down on the sheet. Kissing me again, harder this time. Electricity flowing all throughout my body.

He undid my pants and slid them off of my legs and left my underwear on. Kissing his way up my legs and thighs as he made his way back up to my lips.

I followed his lead and rolled him over so I was on top of him kissing him, feeling him grow hard beneath me. I kissed him down his chest to his waist and then I removed his sweatpants. He wasn’t wearing underwear to my surprise and I could feel my face flush as my eyes widened a bit and met his eyes, and I paused myself.

13’s POV

“Is everything alright?” I asked her, sitting up.

“Yes,” she laughed, “I’m just nervous.”

“Me too. But we’re figuring this out together right?”

“Always.” She said and started kissing me again.

I laid her back down under me and removed her underwear. I could look at her all day and never get enough. I carefully placed a kiss on her inner thigh and then came back up to meet her lips. I trailed her face to her ears… “Do you trust me?” I whispered.

“More than anyone.” She replied.

“From what I’ve seen this might hurt a little. If it does we can stop…” She stopped me by putting her finger to my lips.

“Shhh. It’s fine, I trust you. It’s going to be fine, I can feel it.” She smiled and I immediately became at ease.

I smiled back at her and she grabbed my face and pulled me into her embrace. I could feel her eagerness to learn more… I could feel her hunger for me and it made me feel good. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me, maybe even more.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

All she did was kiss me again, hard. And I had my answer. I put her in position and slowly entered inside of her as I softly kissed her lips. She dug her nails into my shoulders but after a few moments I could feel her body shift and before I knew it she was on top of me again.

216’s POV

It hurt for a moment, but then it was a feeling I couldn’t explain, a connection I didn’t even know I could crave. Something came over me and before I knew if I needed to be in charge of what was happening. His arousal, the noises he was making, the way he was gripping onto me and kissing my body, everything made it feel that much better for me too.

A tingling sensation washed all over my body and he also paused and leaned into me.

“That was an orgasm.” He said to me, “We climaxed.”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind doing it again.” I said laughing as I laid down next to him. “We’ve got all the time in the world to perfect it, although that was pretty great.”

“You’re amazing.”

“You are.” I said as I intertwined his hand with mine.

Morning came and I got up and made an arrangement of fruit. Clothes seemed pointless anymore. He’d seen all of me, felt all of me. Plus, I wanted to tease him. I wanted him, I couldn’t never get enough.

We ate together and then we went to our little waterfall to clean up. His hair was getting a little unruly and his face was getting scruffy but he was still very pleasing to look at. He caught me watching the water cascade down his body.

“Do you like what you see?” He said laughing, playfully pinning me up against the stone wall.

“I always like what I see when it comes to you.” I said kissing him and biting his lip to bring him back in for more.

“Oh really?”

“Really.” I said and he lifted me up wrapping my legs around him still keeping me pressed against the wall.

He kissed my lips and then moved to my neck and above my chest and I dug my fingers into his back as he came inside of me again.

just a quick authors note. I’ve been playing around with writing from two different POVs for this story. But it’s always told from 216’s POV unless otherwise mentioned, hope you enjoy*

Chapter 5

His lips were soft and the sensation I felt when his lips met mine was a feeling that I didn’t want to end. I didn’t know things could feel so good, so right. But everything about him and I was just that, right.

The kiss only lasted briefly and I only know that, that was what we just did because 13 told me. It seemed to me that he knew more about this stuff than I did. I guess his Original was into that sort of thing. I’ve seen peoples lips touching, but there was never any real context behind it other than romance. I wish we were more prepared for life and taught real meaningful things. Why did we have to learn about the Original at all if we were just meant to be spare parts?

I shook myself out of my thoughts when I noticed 13 was staring at me intently.

“What are you staring at handsome?” I asked him, biting my lower lip.

“You. You’re just so beautiful. I can’t get enough of you. Come here.” He replied.

So I got up and went to him. He grabbed me and sat me down on his lap and held me there and began to stroke my face and play with my hair.

“Easily the best decision of my life was to come here and be with you.” He said to me and I just smiled. “I know we really had no say in our decisions up there but I am glad I went with my gut and followed you. I would follow you anywhere.” He continued.

“You know I wasn’t taught many things about romance… I’ve heard people speak of love, I’ve seen people embrace, I’ve seen them kiss as you call it… But never anything more. I feel like you know more about it than I do. Is there more? More to experience together? More to feel?” I asked him.

“There is more. I feel like we should take it one step at a time because this is all so new for the both of us. But I want to experience everything with you and only you.”

“Me too.”

13’s POV

She didn’t know as much about certain things as I did, but she also knew more about other things than me and I think that was good for us. I could sit here forever stroking her hair. She quickly became everything I needed to be content and I was perfectly fine with that.

“I want to kiss you again.” I said, pressing my lips gently on her forehead.

“I want you to kiss me again too.” She said, biting her lip and looking up at me with those eyes. Those beautiful hazel eyes.

I cupped her face in my hands and brought her lips to mine, kissing her gently. This time letting it last a little longer and was definitely more passionate. I pulled away from her slightly just enough for our lips to part and I felt her smile against my mouth. Her happiness doing something to me, I grabbed her waist and when I did she grabbed my shirt and pulled me back in and we were kissing again.

She was sensational and took my breath away. I could kiss her all day if she’d let me. For right now though, I was content with her laying with me. Everything is right when she is by my side.

216’s POV

Everything about him; his smile, his eyes, his lips, was perfection. How he held me was enough to make me feel at peace.

“I’m hungry.” I said pulling away from him slightly.

“Don’t move. Let me get something for us.” He said pulling me back down.

“Okay, but hurry up.” I said laughing.

With that he walked away. It was taking him a while and I was starting to grow concerned. I got up and walked toward the waterfront and saw him sitting next to a fire making something for us to eat.

“There you are.” I said brushing my hand across his back. “I was getting worried.”

“Sorry, it just took a while to catch them.” He said pointing to the fish over the fire.

“It’s okay, maybe I just missed your company… I don’t really know how fast or slow time passes here.”

“I know what you mean.” He said pulling me down onto his lap again. It was quickly becoming my favorite place. I gave him a quick peck and then got up so he could finish what he was doing.

Night fell. I went to my pack that I filled up from the space station and pulled out a sheet. The only one that I managed to shove in there and I headed to the waterfront again, laying it on the sand.

I sat down staring at the water and the stars. I heard 13 approaching me and smiled up at him.

“Sit with me.” I said to him, smiling.

“Always.” He replied.

13’s POV

I sat down with her under the stars and pulled her in between my legs. She glanced back at me and I couldn’t help but to kiss her. Our lips fit together perfectly. I turned her around and sat her on my lap facing me, kissing her again more forcefully than ever before.

I had to have her, to feel her.

“Did you mean it when you said you wanted to experience everything you wanted to with me?” I asked her.

“Yes, I did.” She said catching her breath.

“I want to too. I think I’m ready to show you what else there is.”

“What are you waiting for?

With that I pulled her into me and kissed her slowly. “Do you trust me?” I asked.

She nodded and kissed me again and I grabbed her shirt and slowly pulled it over her head.

Chapter Four

He held me all throughout the night. Our bodies fit perfectly together. His skin was warm up against mine, and all felt right in the world. Alone or not, we had each other. And that was enough for me.

I woke up before him. Hoping I could sneak away and find some fruit or something so that we could enjoy breakfast together.

“Where do you think you’re going?” 13 said to me.

“I wanted to go out and find us some breakfast.”

“I’m not ready to let go of you yet. Five more minutes.”

So I stayed and he held me for a little while longer. Not a lot of things made sense to me when it came to emotions or feelings. But him and I made sense.

I remember watching the shows The original watched as part of our mandatory daily routines and some of them spoke of love. There were lips touching, and hand holding, and people wrapping their arms around each other in some sort of embrace and I never understood it. If they didn’t teach it we didn’t learn it. What was love? Was that what I was starting to feel towards 13? My mind just wandered for those few minutes.

“I believe your time is up 13.” I said to him.

“How about five more minutes?” He said back to me.

“If we don’t get up now we will never get up.”

“Would that be such a bad thing?”

“No, but we should start our day. We can do this whenever we want now. It’s just you and me.”

“I like the sound of that.” He said and he got up with me.

I wandered off to try and find some fruit. It was a nice day, hot and humid, but nice. I stumbled across the waterfall and the little stream and figured it might be a good idea to get clean. I hadn’t showered since we escaped. I put my stuff down and undressed, rinsing my clothes off in the water first.

The water felt amazing. It wasn’t too hot or cold and I decided I was going to stay here for a little while.

13’s POV

“What is taking her so long?” I said to myself and with that I got up to go and find her.

“The island isn’t large and making your way around or through it hardly takes any time at all.” I said to myself again growing a little more concerned as I stepped through the trees. That’s when I saw her, naked, standing under the waterfall. She was beautiful, I always thought so.

I decided not to creep around and make my presence known. I stepped out from the trees and she looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. God, that smile. I couldn’t even tell you what it does to me because I don’t understand it myself. I had to be near her.

Without even thinking twice I went into the water and walked up to her.

“Why are you still wearing your clothes silly?” She said to me tugging at my clothes.

“I honestly wasn’t thinking. I just had to be close to you.” I said brushing my hand across her face as she bit her lip and looked away. “You’re stunning.”

“Take off your clothes and get clean with me. I doubt you have had a chance to since we escaped either.” She said to me and she was right.

I did as she asked and I couldn’t help but to notice how she was eyeing up my body and taking everything in.

Back to 216’s POV

He was pure perfection. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him but I also didn’t want him to know I was staring so I tried to focus on my main objective and that was cleaning myself.

When we were done we got out and got dressed in our damp clothing and made our way back to our shelter together. Myself completely forgetting what I even went out for in the first place. All I could think about was him and his body and how he looked standing under the water. I wonder if he was thinking about me too.

“You’re pretty good looking yourself, you know.” I said to him.

“I don’t compare to you. Not even in the slightest.” He said walking back over to me and holding my face in his hands.

“You’ve got to stop doing that.” I said, biting my lip and looking up to him meeting his eyes.

“Doing what?”

“Touching my face like that… It makes my stomach feel so funny.”

“You don’t like it?” He asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

“I didn’t say that…” he cut me off, grabbing my face again and making me look at him.

“I want to try something if that’s okay with you.” He said.

“Okay.” I replied and in that moment his lips met mine.

“You’re the only one that cares about me” Tears in my eyes, cheeks in pain from this platonic feeling. Such a warm embrace- the best feeling. Someone to rely on a freind, my scars are healing. “That’s the thing you cared too much” Air giving up, legs dancing above the floor. Her lungs forget to breathe as my arm goes sore. The once warm embrace, and the hug that hurt my face fades away. I couldn’t care less anyway.

TW: overworking, depression, sh.

Her long hair flew up into a ponytail. His hair tangled in his fingers. But you may think it’s a love story. You are wrong It’s a life. The life of unexpected and you choose the names of the characters. Whatever you think matches who they are, it’s your perspective.

She danced, her skirt spinning out along with her. He stood off to the side not wanting any attention.

Both had long sleeves and pants. Even in summer.

He finished his work days before needed. She rarely could finish her work.

He sat at lunch with people he didn’t know, just blanking out. She sat at lunch chatting and smiling.

No, like i said it isn’t a love story.

Little did everyone know She went home and sat alone on the couch, curled up, and cried. He went home and sat in the kitchen unable to eat.

She went to her room and tried to finish her work on time. He went to his room and sat at his desk and started his work as well. Both living alone.

She opened her laptop and tried to work. Her mind shutting down. Her mood never improved from the start of the day. He opened his laptop. Started his work.

7 hours later. It’s 2am. He is still working on projects that the professor only mentioned. Never told anyone to do anything. She was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Insomnia creeping over her. Finally crying herself to sleep. 5 hours later Both show up to school. Both have new scars on their thighs. But— Her smile is bright and upbeat as if last night never happened. His shoulders back and confident, even though he didn’t think he did enough work.

Little did anyone know This was a daily occurrence. A time loop. ——————————————()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() /////-You guys should comment what their names are in your POV. -I wrote this because two different people relate.

Chapter 3

 As the sun fell in waves on my face, I barely noticed the 2 story tall jet in front of me. When I cupped my hand over my eyes, I finally saw the gigantic plane less than 10 feet away. It was huge. Massive, to say the least. 
And right in at the nose of the beast was The Boss. 
“She's beautiful, isn’t she?”, he asked. 
“Umm, yes sir”, I replied. 
“She’s my only jet, 21. One scratch and I’ll kill you with your own swords”, warned The Boss. 
“Yes sir”, I said. Then I turned back to face the complex one last time. I would come back. I would beat the odds. I would see 64 again. Even if it cost everything, I would come back to this prison that had strangely become my home.  
“Good luck, 21”, encouraged The Boss. 
“Thank you, sir”, I replied. He nodded then walked back inside the complex. 
“Also, 21”, back tracked The Boss ,”You’ll need this”. He took a black rectangle out of his pocket and threw it my way. I caught it with both hands and then turned it over to examine it. It was a phone.
“You can only call the complex and Sam”, explained The Boss ,”Sam is the one helping out with your mission. And the password is 2262”.
“Yes sir. Thank you sir”, I replied. 
He nodded, opened the door, and walked back inside. I turned back to the large plane, trying to find an entrance. All of a sudden, a fraction of the jet opened up to reveal steps leading inside. 
“Guess that’s my entrance”, I thought. But before I was about to walk into the plane, a man appeared from the inside. 
 He was wearing a black tank top, a gold chain, and ripped blue jeans. His black hair shown in the sunlight and swooped over his forehead in waves. His brown eyes were soft and kind, although he wore a tough expression, his eyes deflated his harsh demeanor.
 “Hello there”, he said kindly, and I could see a hint of a smile on his face ,”You must be 21. I’m Sam, or 39. But just call me Sam”. 
 “Umm, yes, uhh, hi Sam”, I stuttered. God he was handsome. 
 “Well, you look a lot younger than I thought you would be”, noted Sam ,”I thought that The Boss was going to send someone a little older”. 
 “I could say the same thing about you”, I shot back ,”What are you, 18?”
 “19”, replied Sam bitterly ,”I suppose you might be 14?” 
 “Actually I’m 16 and I have killed the house speaker, dozens of senators, 2 house reps, and 2 of the 4 cabinet members”, I snapped ,”Just because I’m young doesn’t mean anything”. All of my thoughts of him being handsome left my brain. 
 “Well, okay”, said Sam ,”Your a feisty one, aren’t you. You definitely have enough fire to take out the President”. 
 “Umm, thanks?”, I replied quizzically. 
 “Well, we should head out now”, Sam said after a minute of silence. I nodded and we headed to the plane. When I stepped inside, I was blown away. There was a ping pong table, a pool table, an air hockey table, a regular table, a basketball net, and a king size bed. 
 “This is your bedroom”, explained Sam as he stared at my shocked face. When I looked at him, he quickly looked away, his face turning red.
  “Well, I’ll leave you to enjoy your room”, said Sam. And with that, he left. I sighed and stared at all of the things in my room. I couldn’t help but wonder what 64 was doing. Just then, I remembered that I had a phone. I could call 64 and make an attempt to work things out with him. And if I was lucky could settle the whole thing about us kissing before I reached London with no awkwardness involved.
I took out my phone and pulled up on the screen. Then I went to the phone icon and clicked the 
After a couple of rings, a voice answered. 
“Victor’s Meat Packing Company, how may I help you?”, asked an unenthusiastic voice. 
“Yeah, hi. I’m 21 and I need to speak to 64”, I replied. 
“Oh, 21. Hi!”, said the person happily ,”It’s me, 53! Don’t you remember me?” 
I pulled the phone away from my ear and groaned. How could I forget 53. He was my most annoying suitor, pestering me for 5 years. I could never forget him. And I don’t mean that in a nice way. 
“Oh, hi 53”, I replied with false happiness ,”Can you please put 64 on the phone?” 
“If that’s what you want”, he said sadly. Then there was silence. After a few minutes, a new voice came over the phone. 
“21?”, asked 64 ,”Is it really you?” 
“Yeah, I guess”, I replied. 
“Oh thank god”, he exclaimed ,”I really need to talk to you”. 
“Okay, shoot”, I responded impatiently. 
“Well, you know how I kinda kissed you?”, asked 64. 
“Oh, I totally forgot”, I said sarcastically. 
“Don’t be sarcastic with me, 21”, warned 64. 
“Got it. Continue please”, I said. 
“Okay. Well, I guess that you're probably confused. And well, I meant to tell you this sooner, but I really like you”, explained 64. 
I bite my lip. Theory confirmed. But I was really hoping he didn’t confirm it. 
“Oh…well, that complicates things”, I muttered. 
“Yeah, it kinda does”, agreed 64 ,”well, I just wanted to get that off my chest”. 
“Yeahhhh, um, got it”, I replied. 
“Yeah. Well, call me later”, 64 said, breaking the awkward silence. 
“Okay. See you later”, I replied, then hung up. What was wrong with me? Just then, the plane lifted up off of the ground. Oh well, I would figure out my 64 situation in London. I walked back to my bed and jumped onto it. Then I rolled over and fell asleep.

Chapter 2

Excellent”,replied The Boss with a grin on his face ,”You leave for London tonight. And remember”. “Take out the target”, I recited ,”and kill anyone who gets in my way”. “Very good, 21”, exclaimed The Boss ,”I wish you the best of luck”. I nodded, then left the office. London. The President. How could I ever complete a mission like this. I wouldn’t admit this out loud, but 64 was right. This was a suicidal mission. No chance of me coming back. As I walked down the hallway, I thought about what I would tell 64. That I had accepted a mission he specifically told me not to accept? But he did say that if I did accept the mission, to it finish, no loose ends. By the time I was outside of the door that led to my dorm, I decided I would just wing it. I’ve always been good at that. “I TOLD YOU NOT TO ACCEPT THE MISSION”, screamed 64 ,”WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKING?” Dang. Maybe I was tad rusty when it came to winging it. “You also said that if I do accept the mission, to finish it, no loose ends”, I reasoned. “No, I TOLD you that it was suicidal and NOT to accept it”, snapped 64 ,”but noooooo. 21 has to do the exact opposite of what I say, which, your going to pay for with your life”. “Why would you care”, I shot back ,”It’s not like I’m needed in this dump or anything”. “You might be right, but I need you”, he replied ,”Whether you like it or not, you're my…my best friend. I need you”. All of a sudden, my heart fluttered. He needed me. I was needed. I stared into 64 eyes and for a moment, I thought that, this might be a little crazy, but I loved him. I mean crazy, right? Right? But that moment ended when, this may or may not have happened, I ran up and hugged him. He was taken aback by this, but hugged me anyway. “Thanks 64”, I said, trying to contain my tears. “Anytime 21”, replied 64, still embracing me with his skinny arms. But me and him jumped apart when a knock came from the door. “21”, said a deep voice ,”Your flight leaves in an hour. Pack lightly and quickly”.
“Well, I should leave you to pack”, 64 said after a few minutes in silence. “Yeah”, I replied. “Don’t die”, he instructed. “I won’t”, I responded. But before he walked out the door, he stopped. Then all of a sudden, he turned around and gingerly kissed me on my lips. Then he spun around and walked out of the door, gently closing it behind him. My heart exploded in my chest. My nerves went insane. I thought I was going to have a seizure. I sunk to the floor and brought my right hand to my lips. My best friend, my only friend, just kissed me. And I liked it. For some reason, that felt very illegal. The sad thing was, I was about to leave for my death, and he just waltzes in here and kisses me. Man, he knew how to strike a nerve. But I was still hypnotized by the fact that I actually enjoyed the fact that my best friend kissed me. Did this mean I like him or something? But, deep, deep, very deep down, I really did like 64. Then I thought back to the moment when I first arrived at the complex. I was struck by 64’s charm and how handsome he was, even for a 10 year old. He had been so kind to me, he had shown me around, and he gave me my favorite weapon; twin Roman gladius’. He had made this prison feel like a home, something I had never had. All of a sudden, I realized I had less than an hour to pack. Crap. I hate feelings. Since I was contemplating a simi life crisis, I now had to pack at supersonic speed.
First, I packed my favorite leather jacket, a green shirt (because who doesn’t love green) and ripped pants into a leather duffel bag. Then I pulled my pistol and swords out from underneath my bed. I holstered my pistol and strapped my gladius to my side.
Finally, I took out a box from underneath my bed. It had a selfie of me and 64 from the day we stole the photographer's camera and a picture of my mom. She was wearing an army green jumpsuit with combat boots. Her silky black hair flowed down her left shoulder. Her caramel skin contrasted with her dazzling green eyes. If I was a little older, I would have looked just like her, minus the fact that I have my scumbag fathers bright blue eyes. Just then a knock came from the door. “Time to leave”, said the same voice as before. I quickly stuffed the box into my bag, zipped it up, and walked to my door. I opened it up to find 2, very buff Hispanic men dressed in black standing outside. They didn’t say anything, just pushed me down the dark and depressing hallway. We finally came to a door that led into the cafeteria, where all of my fellow assassins were all cheering and clapping as I walked out to my doom. The only one who wasn’t clapping was 64. He stood in the front row, trying to get a good look at me. His eyes meet mine. His eyes were covered with sorrow and grief. I couldn’t bear to look at him any longer. He was the only person I was going to miss here. And, don’t quote me on this, but I had made up my mind that I did love him. Like I said, I hate feelings. I smiled at him one last time as I walked out to my untimely death.