28. Garrett trained me personally

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I could've posted this chapter yesterday but I figured you'd all prefer if there was another chapter after this one...you'll all complain about how it ends.

Though you still have to wait till I'm done with my finals for the day.

Thirteen's POV

"Please tell me we aren't going to be going to another house of freaking horrors." Devin pleads as he takes a seat next to me in the hotel dining room.

He eyes the bagel on my plate and I roll my eyes, pushing it over to him in the process. He snatches it up greedily.

"You do realize that the hotel serves a free buffet breakfast right? You don't have to steal from my plate."

"Stolen food tastes better." He says through a mouth full of bagel.

"And we're not going to another house of horrors, I promise you that." I pick up a piece of watermelon from my plate and pop it into my mouth. Devin takes one as well.

He glances around in confusion. "Where's Cody? And for that matter, where's Chase and Elaine?"

"Eleanor-"

"Elaine."

"Was complaining about how she has no more clothes to wear since because of me, she's ruined all of them." I roll my eyes in irritation. "So Chase took her to pick up so clothes to keep me from killing her while we're here."

"And what about Cody? I didn't really expect him not to be by your side." He grins widely at me and I give him a flat look.

"He went with them."

"And you're ok with that?"

"Why wouldn't I be? I had to practically force him to go." I shrug. "I'm not comfortable with anyone going somewhere without back up. We have no idea who's in this area and I'd rather whenever one us need to go somewhere someone else went with them."

"Besides," I continue. "You and Jason were still asleep, he was the only other one to go with Chase."

"Speaking of Jason, where is he?"

"Went back up to the room to take a shower shortly before you sat down."

Devin continues stuffing his face with my food, I just roll my eyes at him and prop my feet up on the chair next to me.

"When are we leaving anyway?" He asks, his mouth full of food.

"One, that's disgusting. Two, keep your mouth closed. Three, I kind of figured we'd leave tomorrow. We've been moving around nonstop for these past couple weeks and I figured it'd be nice to give you all a break."

Devin reads between the lines...as per freaking usual.

"You're in pain aren't you?"

I just glance at him from out of the corner of my eye. Yes, I am in pain. No, I'm not going to admit it. I ran out of the painkillers Henri had given me and my chest feels like it's going to explode. My leg and arm aren't exactly pain-free either, but I'd managed to keep my stitches intact this time.

"I'm fine."

"Bull. Shit."

I glare at him and he glares back. Our staring match is interrupted by my phone. I pull it out and answer it...this'll be a fun conversation that's way overdue.

"I assume you either going to apologize, cuss me out, or expect me to help you with something, if it's the latter...you're going to have try very hard for me to even listen to you without hanging up in the next five seconds."

"There's a meeting-"

I laugh loudly cutting him off. "Lydia wants me to come into a meeting? After our last little family reunion? You've got to kidding me. Are you guys that stupid?"

Hayden grumbles a string of curses under his breath. "Well, Mac would've called you if he hadn't been arrested."

I smile widely even though he can't see me. "Highlight of my week. Honestly, it was great. You had to be there."

"Are you coming or not?"

"Are you seriously asking me that? Are you freaking stupid? No. I'm not coming."

"She's already pissed off that you gave her a fake dagger, don't give her another reason to hate you."

"She's already got plenty of those. Tell her the dagger's a gift, it matches her eyes." I retort sarcastically.

"You can't seriously still be pissed off at me for doing my job."

"I'm not."

"Then why the hell are you making this more difficult than it has to be?"

"What did she threaten you with?" I ask and it goes silent on his end.

"She didn't-"

"Cut the crap and answer the question." I snap. "I know my sister. What did she threaten you with?"

"My parents." He says simply, defeat in his tone.

"Your brother's pissed off with you. You should try calling and explaining. It does wonders."

"I've tried calling, he doesn't answer."

"News to me. I'll talk to him for you, but I ain't coming to that meeting."

"Fair enough." He hangs up and I put my phone down on the table.

"Hayden?" Devin questions and I nod. "Something I should know?" I shake my head.

"What's going on?" Jason questions as he takes a seat across from me.

"Devin needs a haircut," I state and Devin's hand immediately goes up to his hair.

"I do not." He protests.

"Yeah, you kind of do. Your hair's halfway down your face."

"Cause its luscious."

"It's something alright."

My phone beeps on the table and I reach for it, but before I can grab it, Devin snatches it up. His face goes from excitement to disappointment to flat out boredom in two seconds flat.

"It's from Cody. They just dropped Elaine off at the hotel, but Chase wanted to go back out and get some painkillers from the pharmacy." He tosses me my phone and I catch effortlessly.

"Looks like I'm not the only observant one. Even Chase noticed you're in pain." He adds smugly.

"You just now figured that out?" Jason questions him. "Me and Cody knew since yesterday she was in pain."

Devin's smug expression vanishes and I give him a smirk of my own. He throws a grape at me.

"Real mature," I mutter and he tosses another grape.

He keeps tossing grapes at me and eventually I give in and begin throwing them back. Jason eventually joins in as well and we continue tossing grapes back and forth between each other...until Elaine shows up and takes a seat between Devin and Jason.

"Wow, they have such great shops around here!" She gushes. "They had everything I was looking for."

"Including a noose?" Jason mutters under his breath so she doesn't hear him. I look down to hide my smile.

"Cody was telling me about your brother. That must suck." She says, staring right at me and I stare right back at her. Both Jason and Devin look between each other questioningly but otherwise say nothing.

"Oh really," I respond politely, my tone giving nothing away.

"Yeah I mean I don't know how you did it." She gushes as she continues on talking. "I wouldn't be able to cope."

"You have a brother?" I question with fake curiosity.

"No." She shakes her head sadly. "But honestly if I had a brother...I wouldn't be as put together as you are. I mean after everything that...well...you know."

Bingo.

I shake my head. "No, I don't," I reply, pretending to be genuinely confused. I'm the farthest thing from that. I realize something about her I hadn't before. But I keep my face blank, not giving anything away.

She was doing so good. Until now.

"Yeah I mean," She takes a second to flip her hair over her shoulder and pauses dramatically. "If I had a brother and he betrayed me I'd be crushed. Betrayal's always hard but from your own brother? I don't know how you made it through that. That must have been heartbreaking."

Jason chokes on his drink and turns to stare at me with wide eyes. Devin just stares at me in complete and utter shock. I hold my hand to keep both of them quiet for the moment. I'll definitely have to explain...but not right now.

"You're right," I admit. "It was heartbreaking." My tone of voice begins to become firmer, colder as I continue on talking.

"You know what the funny thing is though?" I ask her as my eyes drain of any emotion and harden to a steely gaze. "I never told Cody my brother betrayed me. I never told him he was working with Garrett. In fact, all the boys were under the impression that my brother died a hero-a good guy-I never told any of them the truth."

I see her growing paler and paler by the millisecond. Oh, she was doing so good until that slip-up. I notice the boys tense up beside me, their hands going to their guns. They've figured it out too. I can tell they still have questions, but luckily they know when to push them aside.

"As a matter of fact." I continue on. "The only other person in the world who would know that...is Garrett."

The little miss innocent act fades away and her eyes turn just as cold as mine, with a little bit a smug flare. A sly smile graces her face and I see her for what she really is.

A killer.

"Honestly." Her voice is cold, confident, no longer pitchy and whining. "I thought it'd take you longer to figure out." She raises an eyebrow at me and picks a grape off the table. "No matter, I'll just dispose of all of you now."

"You don't stand a chance against us," Devin says, his tone of voice deadly.

"Not alone." She sickly sweet. "But who said I was alone?"

I hand pair of hands dig into my shoulders forcefully and I don't even have to turn around to know who it is.

Garrett.

"If you know what's best for you." He leans down to whisper in my ear. "You'll come quietly."

"She might," Jason announces. His gun's out in a split second along with Devin's as they both get to their feet.

"But we sure as hell aren't." Devin finishes Jason's sentence.

Screams begin to echo out around the dining room as people notice the guns and immediately begin to run towards the exits. Good, fewer civilians in the way of getting hurt.

Jason and Devin keep their guns firmly pointed at Garrett, even when Elaine pulls out two of her own and aims one at each of them. One of Garrett's hands lift off my shoulder and I feel the familiar cold barrel of a gun pressed into the back of my head.

"Drop it or I kill her."

I roll my eyes and pick at my nails, pretending as if they're the most fascinating thing in the world. Neither Jason or Devin lower their guns and I can sense Garrett falter behind me.

He clearly wasn't expecting that.

"Let me solve everyone's problems," I speak up and I bring my leg up so that my knee's tucking into my chest. I shoot my leg out with as much force as I can muster into the edge of the table.

It knocks into the Elaine and throws her forwards into it. Guns begin going off and the hand on my shoulder is removed. I jump forwards and yank the guns out of Elaine's hands and toss them across the room.

She charges me and I don't dodge her quick enough. She takes me down and sits on top of me. She begins throwing punches that I easily block. I bring my knee up into her back and slam my fist into her nose.

I shove her off me and get to my feet. She moves quickly and professionally. She's definitely had training, good training. She seems to notice that I've figured that out and she smiles smugly at me.

"Garrett trained me personally." She boasts.

"Agent 53 trained Garrett," I state simply.

"So?"

"He also trained me." I shoot my leg out and nail her in her side. She pulls a knife out of her pocket and begins to swing it at me.

I duck as she swings it over my head and lean back when it gets a little too close to my face. I grab hold of her wrist and twist it, satisfied when I hear a sickening crack and she lets out a cry of pain.

I make the mistake of turning away from her when I hear one of the boys cry out in pain. She takes that opportunity to yank her wrist free and drive the knife into my already bad leg. I grit my teeth and her knee comes in contact with my face when I lean over to grasp at the wound.

I fall back on the floor in front of her. I glance over to see Devin on the floor on the other side of the room, grasping at his shoulder. It looks like it's been dislocated.

I look over at Jason who's fighting off Garrett. And the craziest thing?

He's winning.

My shock must've shown up on my face because Elaine turns to look...and notices Garrett's loosing. She has a gun in her hands in a split second later and aims it at Jason. But before she has the chance to pull the trigger, Garrett swings one of the metal dining chairs into Jason's head.

"NO!" I scream out when Jason crumbles to the floor and blood begins to run from a wound in his head. Elaine lowers her gun and aims it at me instead.

"Guess you and your boys aren't as good as you thought." She says smugly.

"Keep in mind I wasn't even using any weapons." I hiss and her smile falters. I pull my dagger from my boot. "Bring it on."

My foot makes contact with her knee and she falls forwards. I swing my dagger out at her and she rolls to the side, just barely missing it. She gets to her feet and begins to run when she realizes she's not going to beat me.

I throw my dagger at her back as she runs. She grabs hold of one of the metal cooking pans in the buffet line and turns back around.

She uses the pan like a baseball bat and hits the dagger away...right into Devin.

My hand clasps over my mouth in horror as Devin stumbles before falling to his knees. He looks up at me as he grasps the dagger in his chest, before falling over onto his back.

I run over to him without a second thought, ignoring the pain in my leg.

"No, no, no, no," I repeat over and over I lean over him and take his head in my hands. "Keep your eyes open," I order quietly.

He coughs a couple times. "Be...behind you." He rasps out, but before I can turn around I feel something hard slam into the back of my head.

I fall over, sprawled out on the floor next to him as my world goes black.

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