I was standing outside the doors to the changing rooms, inspecting my bruises with my fingers. I winced when I touched the dark bruise forming round my eye."Hey," Joey smiled and walked up to me, he handed me a wet wipe and I nodded appreciatively as I took it, wiping the blood that had formed below my nose. "Are you alright? You took a beating in there, literally.""I've had worse," I admitted and hiss in pain when the wipe makes a cut on my skin sting."So when you turned up on your first day with all those bruises it's because you're skilled in fighting?" Joey wondered and I nodded."It was Eli then too.""Jesus," Joey muttered. "He was brutal.""He is good at what he does," I said stiffly, not wanting to admit it."So are you," Joey said. "You two fighting was like something you'd see in a film.""But I wasn't better than him," I muttered. "He won.""Yeah, but I'm pretty sure you done some damage with that kick to the balls," Joey grinned and I chuckled. "Does it hurt?" He looked
I gasped in shock when Jack stumbled into the lounge with his arms wrapped around a nearly unconscious Hampson. "Shit!" Blake cursed and bolted up from the sofa and helped Jack support Hampson's weight. They were both covered in blood, however where Jack was standing Hampson was not. "What the fuck happened?""It was a set up!" Jack exclaimed. "We were outnumbered.""What are his injuries?" I demanded, jumping up from the sofa."He's been shot twice, in the leg and stomach," Jack said and I noticed a dark patch of blood on his arm."And you?""Flesh wound, it went in and out, I'm not the one that needs worrying about," Jack said dismissively."Get Hampson into the kitchen!" I ordered. "Mason, swap with Jack. Jack, sit down now and put pressure on your wound."Jack looked like he wanted to protest, but Blake gave him a stern look. "Daisy knows what she's talking about. Man the fuck up and listen to her!"Mason quickly swapped with Jack and him and Blake dragged Hampson into the kitchen
The car had been silent for ten minutes. Eli was stiff and tense and refused to look at me. I was growing impatient. "Okay, what the hell is wrong with you?" I said, breaking the silence. "You're acting even more pissy and angry at me than usual."Eli glanced at me but didn't say anything."If anything I should be the one pissed at you," I carried on. "You're the one who fucked my face up and you told Adam about Joey.""You punched me as well," Eli pointed out and I smirked when I saw the bruise on his cheek."That was perfectly justified," I shrugged."Was kissing my best mate?" Eli snapped.I raised my eyebrows at Eli and laughed. "You're annoyed at me because I kissed Tom?" I said and shook my head. "Jheeze.""How would you feel if I kissed Beth?" Eli snapped.I shrugged. "Would you expect me to feel something?""So you wouldn't care?""Not one bit," I smirked and Eli scowled at me. "I can pretend if it would make you feel better," I teased."Fuck off," Eli growled and I chuckled.
"It's okay, Daisy," Rob said and I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into his chest. "Let it all out.""Now you fucking know!" I whimpered. "Why I ran. Why I don't want to be here!"Rob gently guided me back over to my seat and he walked over to the coat stand in the corner of his room and selected a soft zip up hoodie. He walked back over to me and draped it over my shoulders. I was shaking and still crying uncontrollably. He then leaned back against his desk and frowned at me."I've never seen you cry," he noted. "This kid really got to you.""I hate it," I whispered. "It's like someone has ripped a hole in my heart and there's just emptiness. Is that what guilt feels like?"Rob just stared at me."It makes me feel weak," I hiccuped. "I can't stand it. I just want the feeling to go away!""It won't," Rob said. "It will stay with you for the rest of your life. That's the price that comes with our line of work.""You'll feel better," James spoke up. "Now that you openly voiced wha
"So I broke down and Rob even hugged me," I said, finishing telling Blake what had happened with Rob last night. "He never hugs me.""You never cry," Blake pointed out. "There's a first time for everything.""True," I murmured."Why did we come to your room?" Blake grumbled and fidgeted on the bed. "Your bed is tiny.""You carried me here, don't complain," I said.Blake shrugged and rolled over, wrapping his arms round me and pulling me to his chest. "We have to get up soon," he grumbled."I've got to be at the Agency at 1pm," I sighed and squirmed when Blake traced my tattoo on my side with his nail."Ticklish?" Blake smirked and I slapped his hand away."Stop it," I scowled. I squealed when Blake dug his fingers into my sides and his hold on me stopped me from getting away. "Stop it!" I yelled and Blake laughed. "Blake, you asshole! I hate being tickled.""Oh, I know," Blake said and suddenly my door flew open and I yelled in shock when Mason appeared at the door."Mason!" I shouted
"Shut up, Daisy," Adam called. "Joey, we need to talk.""No you do not," I said and stepped forward. "Joey, get out right now. I'm being serious." Joey frowned and glanced at me nervously. My eyes were cold and he knew I wasn't messing around. "Get out."As soon as Joey moved Adam reached out and grabbed his arm. "Sit down," he said sternly. "Daisy, shut the fuck up.""He's not being recruited," I said. "He's not!""That's not your decision," Adam shrugged and I walked up to him and Joey."Let him go, Adam," I said lowly, raising my eyebrow threateningly."Daisy, you're skilled, but you won't be able to do anything against all of us," Adam said and narrowed his eyes at me. "Don't make me hurt you.""Hurt her!" Joey gasped. "What is going on!""You do not want to know," I muttered and I tensed when Blake walked up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders."Stand down," he said into my ear and I noticed Joey's disgusted look."Stand down?" I questioned. "As if." I suddenly kicked
I had showered, washed my hair and changed into a pair of ripped boyfriend jeans and a cropped grey tshirt. I stuffed my bare feet into a pair of black Converse and ran my fingers through my damp hair. I could hear talking downstairs and I looked at my door. I had to go downstairs anyway as it was nearing 1pm so I couldn't get told off for it.I grabbed my khaki jacket that was hanging up on the back of my door and walked out, heading downstairs to where all the guys where. I sat down on the last step and rested my chin on my hands, watching the guys in front of me.Joey was seated on the sofa with Erik and Oli on either side of him. It made sense, they were the nicest and calmest out of everyone.Carter was next to Oli and the rest of the guys were standing up, looking at Joey who was being spoken to by Adam. Eli however was leaning against the wall next to the stairs, scrolling through his phone with a blank expression.He regarded me with a look when I sat down and I didn't pay him
"Why?""She's a bit of a loose canon."I rolled my eyes."What did you mean that she didn't feel remorse and that's what upsets her?" Joey asked.Adam sighed. "Daisy is a killer. She will kill in a heartbeat and not give a shit. She is upset that she doesn't care. She thinks something is wrong with her because she's so cold. So heartless-""Shut up!" I snapped and stopped in my tracks. I span round and grabbed Adam's collar with one hand and I took his gun that was hidden in his jacket and held it under his chin. "Shut up, Adam!""Like I said," Adam grunted, "loose canon.""Just because Rob told you what happened doesn't mean you can go about yelling it to the world!" I growled. "It's none of your business! You shouldn't even know in the first place so shut up about it! My life doesn't concern you, Adam!""Daisy, put the gun down," Adam sighed. He wasn't even worried about the fact that I had a gun pointed to his head. "Daisy, I wasn't aware how badly this affected you.""Now you do!"