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Revenge is best served by two.
Jake's POV -
Tobias stands and walks to the door silently before closing it over. He turns back towards me, his posture straight and his eyes dark.
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His Mission Have a little faith.
Jake's POV -"Tobias, get the door.""No, you get it," Tobias hits back, sounding irritated. We're both sprawled out in the living room, aimlessly watching the television.
His Mission Magnets.
Emily's POV -Goodnight Muffin, sleep tight xMy heart warms at his affectionate goodnight
His Mission The morning after.
Jake's POV-The cold morning air greets me and birds chirp their morning song outside my window. I stir inside my bed, slowly opening my eyes and turning. My body hits something warm behind me and I freeze, only turning my head to see who it is.
His Mission Is this the end?
Jake's POV -I tense my shoulders defensively as I push back the living room door, instantly meeting eyes with Amil. His dark eyes hold humour as they drift down my body and up again."You look we
His Mission Confrontation.
Tobias' POV -My heart drops hearing Amil is aware of our plan. Clearly one of the boys told him, going against Jake's and my trust. I hiss as the guy I'm fighting punches me backwards onto the glass table, causing it to shatter and pierce through the skin on my arms. I growl loudly, looking down at my arm that's now pouring with blood.
His Mission Freedom.
Tobias' POV -"Emily! It's okay!" I yell, reassuring her. I walk up to her, prying her arms away from her face so she can look straight into my eyes."It's okay," I repeat and she looks around, he
His Mission Moving on.
"Who's this T?" I yell over the music, grinning at him. He waltz over to me, his arm swung over a pretty brunette. He glances down at her, smiling before his eyes meet mine."Emily this is Jane, Jane meet Emily."I grin at him and Jane before holding my arms out, signalling Jane for a hug. She i
His Mission Christmas Eve karma.
It's 6am on Christmas Eve.I amwaytoo excited. I've been tossing and turning for hours knowing that Christmas is only a day away. IadoredChristmas when I was younger, my father made it so special. We would wake at the crack of dawn, open presents and he'd make little breakfast pies with our initials on them just for Christmas morning. I remember my little heart squeezing tightly with excitement when the cookies had disappe
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