HARRISON heard the news that spread like wildfire. Dianne was already caught up with a court case, now she's dealing with an armed fugitive at a restaurant. And my god, the media loves to spread everything they can. She was already on fire, now she's jumping into a volcano."Shoot the fucking man, god damn it!" he shouted in irritation before standing up from his seat. "We can't," the other line uttered. "He's holding a gun to her head," they said and his eyebrows furrowed. He looked at the TV and saw the live broadcast of the man bringing her out with a gun pointed at her. "Is this man a random fugitive or is he involved with us in a way?" he asked but they couldn't answer him. "Investigate it, you idiots!" His nervousness and worry are getting to him, wondering how the hell did the man get an upper hand with Dianne. He packed his bag before leaving the office. He put on an earpiece and a hat, looking like a hitman. He walked down the hall with a furious face. BEFORE Dianne was c
THE WOMAN with blonde long hair was looking out her window while drinking red wine. The sun brushed her fair skin as her lips formed a smirk. "I warned her to stay away from Silvester," she uttered as her eyes watched the streets. She turned her head around and looked at her assistant. "How is it going?" she asked before putting her lips on the glass. "They’ve met," her assistant uttered in a low voice before bowing her head. The blonde woman smiled before taking a sip. "The prisoner and Dianne?" she asked to make sure and she was satisfied when her assistant nodded. "They’ve finally reunited. Let the show begin," She laughed maniacally as her assistant cringed in fear. Her assistant gulped before bowing her head and exiting the room silently. DIANNE and the man went back inside the restaurant and he tied her to a chair. She looked around and saw her phone across the room, realizing she accidentally dropped it. She looked at the old man who was still pointing his gun at her. "You
DIANNE was hesitant about going to their hideout as she doesn't want Silvester to know things that he shouldn't even have an idea about. She was overthinking everything yet Harrison still brought them there to avoid any more issues. With a hesitant mind, she got out of the car and looked around the underground garage to see if anyone was there. To her delight, no one was there to see them. She sighed in relief before letting Silvester out of the car. "You're not going to talk to anyone or touch a thing in this place. You have to follow whatever I say," she emphasized while nodding her head as if talking to a child. Silvester agreed but couldn't help but notice how strange this place is. Something feels off about it. "So this is where secret agents stay?" he wondered and she nodded. He turned to Harrison who was on his phone before uttering, "So, you're an agent too?" Without even looking at Silvester, he nodded his head. "You'll only be here for a couple of hours before the issue
THE smell of the hospital disgusts Harrison yet he ended up going to the place he hates. After leaving the motel, he was given the task to find more information about the prisoner. He didn't want to go yet it was Dianne's command so he had no choice but to come here. He cringes every time a patient walks by, the omnipresent smell of antiseptic is distinguishable which triggers his anger and different emotions he does not wish to feel. The chemicals used to clean the hospital floors, the disinfectants used for patients, and everything there give him shivers. He covered his nose with his shirt before going to the prisoner's room but he was stopped by the guards. "Visitors are not allowed," they uttered but he still tried getting inside. "I'm qualified to be here," he uttered before removing their grasp on his shoulder. They laughed before scoffing. "A kid like you? Get out of here," the older man with some white hair uttered while chuckling, mocking Harrison. Insulted, yet he needed
"Mom! DAD! Please… L-let me go!" Dianne tried so hard to get out of the grasp of the people holding her from seeing her parents. Her face turned pale as the paramedics dragged her parents' bodies out of the burning and crashed car. "NO!" Her screams of sorrow echoed in the night sky as birds flew from the trees elsewhere. The memories of her parents played in her mind. The car suddenly exploded and she screamed loudly. The people who raised her are dying right in front of her eyes. Her life was ruined in a matter of seconds. Her world started spinning as she tried to stand still. All she could hear was the ringing inside her ear and her vision turned blurry. As everything around her seemed to be in chaos, her body felt like a thousand pounds. Her body hit the cold and rough road as her vision turned dark. A few hours later, the night sky rested behind the mountains as the sun rose. Dianne slowly woke up at nine in the morning, inside a bright white room. Her head was hurting and
ANGELICA was in a panic when she heard the news. Since she couldn't contact her friend, she called Harrison instead, who was at a shooting range. It rang a couple of times, non-stop. Despite not wanting to receive the call, he ended up answering it for the sake of her stopping. "WHAT?" he asked in a loud tone, trying to hear her from the bullets flying in the air. "I can't contact Dianne! Is she okay?" she asked in a whisper and he sighed. "Does she ever answer the phone when you call?" he asked and Angelica thought about it for a few seconds before uttering, "No, not really?" "Exactly," he uttered, knowing Dianne is too lazy to answer phone calls or just choose to ignore them. He was about to end the call but Angelica desperately said wait. "Don't end the call yet!" she exclaimed and he rolled his eyes. "What now?" he irritatedly asked before looking at the targets he was shooting. "Mind joining me for lunch later?" she asked while cutely fluttering her eyes despite him not
THE DEMEANOR of Dianne changed after eating lunch with Silvester. She felt uneasy which she doesn't feel often. The fear running through her spine gives her shivers, thinking of the worst scenarios inside her mind. She walked down the hospital halls as everyone around her moved out of the way as if she was emitting fire out of her body. Her hands were trembling but she hid it and acted tough. When she arrived at the room she was looking for, familiar figures had their bodies turned from her. She walked slower so they wouldn't hear her approaching them. "When are you going to tell her?" the older man asked. "How am I supposed to tell her? That she grew up in a lie?" the other asked before she made a loud thud using her heels. The two turn around to Dianne who has her arms crossed while one of her eyebrows is raised, looking at the floor. "Tell me what, Harrison?" she asked, not beating around the bush. "Dianne," he called out and tried touching her shoulder but she stepped back.
THE MOMENT Dianne slipped, everything went into chaos. Screaming was heard in the background, people were shouting and telling everyone to save her yet no one moved an inch.Silvester didn't waste a second and ran in her direction before falling. He reached his hand out and it was enough to catch her by her wrist, holding her there like life and death. The adrenaline in Silvester helped him carry her weight. "I'm here," he whispered before lifting his left hand and grabbing her with both his arms, and pulling her up. Once she was near the top, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. The two fell to the ground as Silvester's back hit the sidewalk while Dianne fell on his chest. The world seems to stop as relief washed over Silvester. He smiled before using his right hand and caressing her head. Their hearts beat in unison. "Sorry," Dianne whispered but Silvester shushed her. Dianne fell unconscious while he held her. He slowly lifted her and wrapped his arm