5 Chapter 5 (1/2)

The next morning, I wake up to someone opening my apartment door. I quickly grab a dagger from my nightstand, flip onto my stomach and push my hand under my pillow, hiding my dagger. ”I swear, if this is one of Wilker's break in drill's my apartment isn't going to be the only thing being broke into.” I thought. My bedroom door opened, and I slowed my heartbeat to where it sounded like I was still asleep.

The person walked further into my room. I felt their presence come to the side of my bed and push my legs further towards the middle of the bed so they could sit. ”You can pull that dagger out from under your pillow and stop pretending to be asleep.” Garret said. I huffed out a breath and sat up. ”How did you know I was awake?” I asked. ”I didn't until I saw your hand under your pillow.”

I scoffed, ”So, that could just be how I sleep.” I contradicted. He raised one eyebrow. ”Well, maybe one night I will have to stay over, to see if that is true.” I felt my cheeks turn red and my face get hot. I immediately came up with something to say. Not turning him down, but not agreeing. ”Wow, real smooth. Practically inviting yourself over.” He laughed, either not noticing, or not acknowledging that I gave him a non-answer.

”So, why did you break into my apartment this early in the morning.” He smiled. ”I didn't break in. I just came in.” ”What?” I almost screamed. ”I left my door unlocked. I have never done that before.” He laughs. ”You think this is funny. What if Mr. Varro figured out, I killed his son, and tried to come get revenge?” This causes him to laugh harder. I whack him in the shoulder. ”Stop laughing at me Garret.”

He stops laughing long enough to hold up a key. I go to grab it from him, but he pulls it back. ”How did you get that?” I yell. ”I saw it on your counter the other day. Thought I should be able to get into this apartment without busting the lock.” I immediately get an idea to get it back. ”That isn't even a key to my apartment. You are lying.” He shakes his head. ”This is yours.” ”Really show me.” He holds it up, just out of my arm reach.

I jump up, and towards the key. He sees me jumping and jumps up before I can reach my key. His arm catches me around my waist, and pulls me to his chest, while holding the key far out behind him. I shriek when I hit into him, and he presses his lips to mine. When he pulls away, he says, ”You are going to be a lot sneakier than that with your plans.” I attempt to push away, but he gets another kiss on my lips, not that I try to stop him.

When I get away, I walk into my closet. He follows and leans against the door frame. He notices my outfit and smiles. I am in my bra and some short pajama shorts. ”If this is what I will see you in, in the morning, I am coming over more often.” I roll my eyes. ”Scram. I need to get changed.” He raises an eyebrow. ”I didn't hear a please in there.” I give a fake smile. ”Because I didn't add one, but I can add a few other choice words if you need.”

Garret walked up to me. ”What would those words be?” He backed me into the corner of the closet and my breath picked up. He had one hand on the wall next to my head. ”Aren't you going to answer?” He asked. I couldn't speak. My words stuck to the back of my throat. ”The cat got your tongue?” I finally got my words out. ”No. There are no cat's around.” He got an evil smirk. ”You are right. So, I guess I will have to improvise.”

He kissed me, and I didn't bother to close my mouth. When he pulled away, he turned, ”I guess you are all talk and barley that in the first place, because I didn't hear any choice words.” He walked out of the closet before I could say anything. After he left, I let out a shaky breath. He popped his head back into the closet. ”Maybe you aren't even talk because it seems like after I leave you, you are always breathless. Even when we didn't do much talking.”

”Get the hell out.” I yell. He lets out a roaring laugh and walks out of my room. ”He can be so infuriating sometimes. Why can't I just shove him away sometimes?” I get dressed into my suite, and only have my two new daggers, and the ones that go into my breast pockets. When I walk into the kitchen, he already has breakfast made. ”So, you are not useless after all.” I say.

I sit down and start eating. ”You could say thank you.” He says. ”You are right. I could say thank you.” I smirk at him. It takes two seconds for him to come up with something to say. ”I guess I just won't make you breakfast anymore. I skills aren't appreciated here.” He pretends to look hurt. ”You are so right. I hate your cooking so much. That is why I am eating it right now.” He laughs at me and I finish eating. I notice he barley touches his food. ”What is wrong?” I asked.

He shakes his head. ”Nothing. Let's just get out of here.” I cross my arms and put a pout on my face. ”I am not going to leave until you answer me.” He looks at me. ”Yes, you will, because you have to get to the Guild.” I shake my head. ”Nope.” He puts my plate in the sink and puts his food in the fridge. ”I am going to walk out the door and you are going to follow.” He walks out the door, but his head pops in a half minute later. I haven't moved.

”What are you going to tell Wilker when he asks why you staid home.” I thought for a second. ”I couldn't come in because one of the Guild members put something in my drink, and it made me sick to my stomach.” ”But I was the only one that ate with you, he knows that. Who could someone put something in your drink?” I smirk as he thinks about it.

”Wait a minute, are you actually going to tell him that?” I nod. ”Fine. I will tell you.” He sits down. ”I don't want you to do this fight tonight. Last time you froze up, and it caused you to get hurt.” My mouth falls open. ”How do you know about that?” I completely ignore his words about my safety.

”Wilker told everyone to meet at The Pitts. He was making a deal with the owner, and that when you won the fight tonight, we were going to have a chance to celebrate more missions for everyone. We all started bidding on if you would win or not, and how badly you would both get hurt.”

I pound my fists into the table. ”I bet that you would win and that you would get out with minimal injuries.” I scoffed. ”So Wilker told everyone this?” I ask. ”Yes. Why?” I plaster my biggest, fakest smile on my face. ”Because, I have to have a word with him.” I am at the guild in less than five minutes. When I storm into the guild, I get two halls in before I hear something. ”Oh no. Everyone take cover. Jaycie is livid. Fear her as she storms the Guild.” Zachery is right behind me.

I spin, grabbing his arm, shoving it above his head and slam my dagger into his sleeve. He goes to pull it out, but I grab his other arm, and pin it next to him with my other dagger. ”Just shut up Zachery.” I walk off leaving him like that. He can't get the daggers out of his sleeves. One of his friends come to take the daggers out, but I stop him. ”If anyone frees him, I will personally kill them.” His friend backs off. ”What. No.” Zachery says. But I walk off, making a mental note to visit him my talk with Wilker.

I storm into Wilker's office. I slam my fists into the top of his desk, making two huge holes in the top. He actually looks shocked as I pull my hands back to my side, healing them quickly. ”What the hell.” He said. ”Why did you tell the whole Guild that I was going to fight tonight? And that I was going to win?” Wilker walked around the desk and looked were my fists went through the wood.

He looks as me with concern. ”Jaycie. Sit down. Now.” ”No.” I yelled. ”Why did you tell everyone?” He immediately pulls his head back in shock. ”No?” I smirk. ”Yes. I told you now. Now answer me.” He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it deciding not to key me up further up. ”Smartest thing he has done in a long time.” I thought. ”I can tell anyone one about the missions I give you. And you told me you were going to win.”

I checked my anger and took a deep breath. ”I may have told you that I will win, but now I know everyone is expecting me to win. What happens if I freeze up again? What happens if I do lose? That would be two fights in a row, and really didn't need that pressure on me.” Wilker now had a look of disbelief on his face.

”Pressure? You really want to pull that pressure crap on me? No. I know you. You have never suffered under pressure. Out of everyone in this guild, you work under pressure the best. I don't even want to hear that sentence come from you again.” Wilker seems slightly mad that I am made up that excuse. ”Now why are you really mad at me?” He asks.

”I didn't want everyone there. I have not had the best luck with pit fights lately. And you have never told the whole guild about any of my missions before. Why did you do it this time?” He seemed dumbfounded. ”I have never told them before because it never concerned them. If I get this deal, and people coming in to hire assassin's will be directed to us. Meaning everyone. Every time we get one of these deals, everyone always celebrates.”

I kept my scowl on. ”You could have warned me first.” He sakes his head. ”I don't need your permission to tell something to someone.” My retort come out without me even thinking about it. ”I don't need your permission to tell someone about the mission where you got me caught, doesn't mean I will tell everyone.” I hear a growl come from him. ”You are to never bring that up again.” ”Someone still mad about the incident that gave me this scar?” I point in the general direction of my knee. There was a scare the width of a finger and about six inches long. And that was after I healed it using all my power.