Monday, July 24th 2019
Your POV
"You must think I'm fucking crazy if you think Im Willing to go to another place with you Timothy!" I shouted as Tim drove into the driveway, holding my much needed mail.
"I still need to keep my Job, buddy." Tim huffed as he walked up the steps to meet me. "Get the fuck off my property, have your ass reported to the damn police." I snatched the letters of his hands, glaring up at the man.
"Why? For doing my job?" He smirked, resting his hands on his hips. "Um no?! For leaving me with that demonic fuck face! In the pouring rain as well!" I spat, pushing myself off of the wooden chair and stood up to him. "Oh! You just wouldn't wake up, so I thought you wanted to sleep there." He rolled his eyes, making me scoff.
"Your such a comedian, Tim, along with your best pal Brian the fucking cryptic specialist." I sarcastically chuckled, crossing my hands over my stomach.
"Don't bring him into this, Y/n." Tim sighed, taking a step back and leaned against the wooden post.
"Why? He's your little paranormal boyfriend? Well guess the fuck what, I honestly think he's cheating on you with the damn stick bitch." I smirked, looking away from Tim and back at his car, my heart stopped beating.
Wanna know who I saw in the passenger seat?
Brian the motherfucking cryptic specialist.
The man stepped out of the car, his blonde hair shined in the sun as he walked up to meet us.
"What's taking so long Tim? Oh! Y/n, was it? Nice to see you again." Brian smiled, letting his foot rest on the first step and leaned up to shake my hand.
More like took it without consent.
"We're just talking right now, Bri." Tim huffed, glancing over at him.
"Oh, cool, it was getting hot in the car so I figured I would come out for a bit." Brian huffed, looking up to me and back to Tim. "Better fix the AC for your boyfriend, Tim." I gave a shit eating grin Tim's way, making his eyes furrow.
"What?" Brian asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Nothing, just...What did we stop here for?" Tim groaned, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. "Well, I thought we all should meet up once again to discuss some stuff, but it would just be cool to hangout again, hm?" Brian replied, taking a step back and slid his hands into his jeans.
These guys just love blue jeans.
"Sure, Y/n?" Tim looked my way, a hint of amusement shined in his eyes.
"Whatever, if I get knocked out again I'm not going anywhere with any of you again." I narrowed my eyes on Tim, making him shrug his shoulders and pushed himself off of the wooden plank.
"If ya say so, we'll be back tomorrow, be ready by noon." Tim grunted as he walked down the steps and walked away with Brian.
Before Brian stepped into the car, he waved back as me with his signature smile, displaying his gapped tooth.
I blushed.
Tim's/Masky's POV
We drove off, the farm house grew smaller and smaller the further we drove away.
"She seems nice, it will be fun to see her under pressure." Brian spoke, making me grunt in reply.
"Yeah, she thinks your a cryptic specialist." I smirked, glancing Brian's way. "Hm, that's cool...maybe I should be into that." He spoke, watching stuff pass outside of the window.
"Do you think she will do well? She seems feisty." Brian began, that's all he could talk about since we were assigned this mission. Do you think she will fit in? Or do you think she will survive?
Like hell would I know about her, our jobs only to keep an eye on her.
"Like I've said for the past fuckin week, i.dont.know." I huffed, my grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Sorry, I'm just concerned. He's going after a younger recruit which could mean some bad shit for us, what if he finishes us off? What if he decides we're useless? He's already brought me back once." Brian began, always his small head creating the biggest problems.
Guilt sunk deep in my stomach, that day still haunted me, I didn't want to kill him...but it was for the better.
Either way, he's alive, and next to me so everything worked out in the end.
"Don't stress about it Bri, we're some of the oldest members in the organization, he needs us." I tried to reassure him, but I wasn't even so sure. At the snap of it's fingers we could all drop dead, our bodies six feet deep into the ground while our souls would be trapped in his little locket.
"The collection is in two days, she's the only one that has the skills he's looking for." Brian finished, crossing his arms over his stomach as he kept his eyes ahead of himself.
"The skills your talking about is seeing ghosts and shit? Kinda sad, kid has a gift and he wants to use it against her." I muttered, but Brian heard.
"It will help during missions and different occasions, seeing what we don't..." He didn't bother to finish, we both knew what the boss wanted.
"How has Toby been with medication?" I asked, we passed by a Walgreens and it reminded me that he wanted to put the boy on anxiety meds to keep his hallucinations down, apparently they have been fucking up Toby's succession rate during business runs.
I knew how the boy felt, seeing shit that's not there and never would be there, hearing random things yell and scream.
It was my fault, all of this, my fault, it always was and always will be.
........
MY FAULT!
MY FAULT!
MY FAULT!
MY FAULT!
M Y F A U L T !
M Y F A U L T !
M. Y. F. A. U. L. T M. Y. F. A. U. L. T M. Y. F. A. U. L. T
My, fault, I'm a liar.
..........
"Still has enough until next week." Brian responded, reaching forward and turned on the radio. Some eighties music began to play, making Brian tap his foot to the rhythm.
"Good." I sighed, turning the corner.
"Kate's been doing better under his impression, she's not that...'rabid' anymore so that's good." Brian spoke, I just shook my head in reply.
Something in my head itched, I needed a smoke.
"Everyone seems fond of getting a new member, I think it's weird how everyone forgot about Rogue." Brian muttered, I grunted in reply. I didn't mind the woman, but I thought it was kinda fucked that she got to live a life while we had to live with him.
Favouritism much.
"She's fine, no one gives a shit about anything, only getting payed and staying out behind bars." I said out loud, Brian shook his head in agreement.
"We should watch out for Lui and Jane, Lui has gotten a lot more people on his side and I heard he's working with the FBI now." Brian stated, looking over at me. "Good for him, I hope they catch Jeff's crazy ass so he can stay out of our damn business." I scoffed, leaning back in my seat as we began to drive on the dirt road that led to the woods.
"The recruit Y/n? I think he's willing to test her, break her before us." Brian responded.
"I'd rather have him do it than us." I sighed, glancing over at Brian.
"Yeah..." He grumbled.
Both of us knew it wouldn't be any of us breaking the new recruit, it would either be due to him.
Or herself, listening to the same voices for so long can really fuck you up.
Even to the point of murder.
If anyone would know that, it'd be me.
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Damn...
So quick question, do you guys enjoy the story so far or should I change some things?
Please comment and let me know, I want to make something that's worth someones enjoyment.
So plz let me know, yes you, not BEN in your phone texting ur little crush rn that u like them or anything...you should probably tell them how you feel btw before green bean does