When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 34

I pull my phone out and press on Dee's contact. 

D - Hey Kaz-

K - Where the fuck are you?!

Silence devours over the line and I hear the quiet chatter of an office workplace.

K - Dee, Answer me.

D - I-i'm at work. 

K - Are you fucking kidding me? After I told you not to go?!

D - They needed me, Kaz, I can't just quit on them. 

K - I don't fucking care! Get home! Your life is more important than those stupid fucking clothes. 

D - Kaz, Calm down. I'm ok, I'm alive. There you got your answer! I'm busy, so bye- 

K - DON'T FUCKING HANG-

My phone beep a couple of times indicating she hung up on me, making me beyond furious. 

She had the audacity to go to work after I told her it's dangerous. What does she not understand? She literally saw her supposedly dead father not even 9 hours ago and she's telling me she's fine. 

She's not fine, nor is she safe without me by her side.

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I bust into my office making both Jay and Freddie pull their guns out at me. I roll my eyes at them, and them groan putting their guns down. 

"Woah, there. What's wrong with you?" Jay asks, plopping down on the couch. 

"Dee went out to work after I told her not to. She snapped at me and hung up. I'm drop-dead furious right now," I was getting angrier by the minute. 

"Well, is she ok?" Freddie asks, putting his gun on my desk. I nod and he raises his eyebrow. "Then what is there to worry about? There are heaps of people where she works and they have heavy security," 

I squint my eyes at Freddie and Jay hits Freddie on the head. "You think security is going to stop Peter and his gang?"Jays exclaim. 

Freddie's lips go thin as he thought about what he has just said. "Well, no," 

"Exactly, dickhead," I look out my huge window, which was exposing the city to me. "Well, what was the information did you found out about Peter?" I ask calmly. 

"Uh bipolar much?" Jay says staring at me. 

I give Jay the finger as I sit lean on the office desk. "Fuck you," 

Freddie pulls out a few pictures from a folder he was holding. He looks down at them and sighs as his eyes scan the pictures again. "Peter was seen with...,"  

He hands me low-quality photos and I frown down, scanning the pictures to memory. "Landon?" 

I look over the pictures again, noticing the familiar features on the person who was at my house for a stupid pool party. Landon looked like he wanted to shoot Peter, or even worse. I frown. "Why were they together?" I ask.

They shrug their shoulders and I exhale heavily. "Ok, Landon's a suspect here now. He knows where I live and the surprise attack Peter gave us not to long ago, means someone told him. When was this picture taken?" 

"The day after we had the pool party, I'm pretty sure," Jay looks at the date on the back of the photographs. 

I rub my forehead in distress. What the fuck am I supposed to tell Dee now?