Checkmate (Camren)

Beginning of the game (1)

NOTE: Hello! This fic is also written by the author who wrote The Stripper, which I also translated. Y'all gonna love it :P For a better reading when I point out in the chapter listen to the song "Castle by Halsey" ;) Prepare yourselves!

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Lauren Jauregui's Point Of View

New York - 9:42PM

The cold breeze that night made all the hairs on my body stand on end. I rubbed my hands on my arms covered by the thick black jacket for warmth. It was already late and I was still stuck to that police station. I shook my head and took the gloves off my hands to capture my little box where I had my cigarettes. I needed that to end my anxiety.

It was Winter, New York was covered by a thick and cold layer of snow. I particularly loved this time of year. I still could see some young kids playing war in the midst of all that ice in the next door neighbor's house. Peter, the little one, saw me from afar and waved excitedly.

-Hi, Lauren! - the blond boy shouted.

I smiled at him and waved. The boy turned his attention back to his friends and to what he was doing. I grabbed a cigarette to put it between my lips, capturing my small lighter drawn with the flag of the United States. I saw the spark light up when I pressed the small button, until seeing fire wholly. As soon as the cigarette lit, I put the lighter back in my pocket. I pulled the smoke into my mouth in an intense way, automatically feeling my body get better.

Damn addiction.

I released the smoke that faded away in the cold air of that night. I needed to get out of there. I had an extremely exhaustive day at the precinct. In that moment I had a stack of papers with numerous cases to solve. Robberies, murders, aggressions, all too little and nothing satisfactory. I was a deputy in Mount Vernon, a small town in the Westchester County in New York State. I loved what I did, but in these last few years all the cases seemed too small. I loved to be challenged, I loved to chase situations that seemed to be impossible to solve and that wasn't happening, not in my hands.

-Deputy Jauregui?

-Yes, Iglesias?

-I left all the archived cases on your desk, the young woman of earlier today is here again and wants to drop the charges against her husband.

-You are joking, right? - I asked staring at her.

Veronica Iglesias shook her head, shrugging.

-That woman likes to be beaten up, next time she comes here to file a complaint about her husband, I'll personally take care of beating her instead. - I grumbled irritated, making the officer laugh.

-I'll back you up, Lauren.

I smiled at her and pulled a little smoke into my mouth again. Handing it to her so that she would do the same. She approached and leaned against the cold wall where I was, grabbing the small cigarette from my hand to put it between her lips. She didn't take long to let out the smoke screen between her lips. Veronica Iglesias or simply Vero was my best friend, she worked with me as a clerk and investigator, she was like a sister to me since high school when we met. We were always together for everything that happened in this life.

-What happened? - she asked staring at me with raised eyebrows.

-I sent our files to New York today, I'm a bit anxious to know if we will or not be called.

-You and your thirst for big cases. - she whispered with the cigarette still in her mouth.

-I'm glad you know, I can't stand this here anymore.