My Undercover Life

Episode 33

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, as they pulled me closer to that familiar musky scent. Snapping my eyes opened, I watched in horror as Bradlee lay on the floor, clutching the back of his head in pain. His lips shut tight, as he let out a groan of curses.
“Bradlee?” I gazed at him worriedly, climbing off of him, careful not to hurt him. “A-are you alright?”

“Fine,” he said through gritted teeth, masking the hurt clearly displayed on his face. “I just need a minute.” When he finally opened his eyes, his once icy eyes gazed at me filled with tender care and warmth. “Lily.”
“H-how—”
“—I knew since the first day of school,” he cut me off, silencing me. “When I first saw you, I knew you looked familiar, but I didn’t know why. And when it finally clicked, I was ecstatic to finally talk to you,” he told me with gently. “I apologized if I was a little bit distant on that day, I was still trying to figure it out.”
“I—”
“—Lily.” He smiled down at me, caressing my face. His eyes screamed love and I was beyond terrified. The only person I ever loved cheated on me with his freaking guy roommate. “I’ve adore you ever since we met. Please don’t think I will ever hurt you in any way possible.”
I gulped nervously. “Y-you can’t.”
His smiled dropped, looking like a kicked puppy. “Why not?”
“We just met not even two weeks ago,” I reasoned, removing his hand from me. My gaze lowered towards the dirty bathroom floor, getting away from his intense stare. “You can’t love me, there’s no way—”
“Lily, I think you’d mistaken.”

My head looked up at him in puzzlement. “Huh?”
“Remember the story I told you about the girl at the park?” He waited for me to nod, before continuing, “It was you.” I s—-d in a breath, hearing that. That was me? Hunter wasn’t kidding when he said his brother was in love with Lily Ace. “You were so cute back then.” He laughed, reaching his arm out. My eyes fluttered closed when his warm finger touch my bottom lip. “But I kind of wish you would take this off.” He touched my fake lip piercings. “I like the real you better.”

“Why are you saying this now Bradlee?” I met his eyes, ignoring the tingling feeling in the pit of my stomach. His fingers were still absentmindedly touching my lip, making it really hard to think. “W-why didn’t you tell me sooner? Why didn’t you tell me you knew who I was?”

His hand dropped from my lips suddenly, causing me to whimper from the lost. He smirked, not missing that. I blushed deeply. “At first I thought you wanted to be a normal teenager. And since everyone in town knew you, you had to fake your identity. So, I kept quiet since I didn’t want to ruin a chance for you to be normal.”
I hung my head in shame, knowing what’s coming next. “But then you found out.”
“Yes.” He nodded slowly. “I didn’t want to believe the person I was in love with only talked to me, because she had to.”

“I wasn’t pretending Bradlee!” I shouted desperately.

He raised a brow at me. It looked like he wanted to believe me, but I could tell he still had doubts. “Were you?”

“I-I—I don’t know.” I sighed, running my fingers through my locks. “At first I admit I was. But somehow along the way, it stopped being fake.”

The tiniest of smiles ghosted across his lips. “So, you’re saying you liked me even though you thought I was a potential suspect?”
I s—-d in a breath, seeing that smile of his. I wouldn’t be surprise if he could hear my rapid heartbeat. “A-are you a potential—”

He chuckled, sending goosebumps down my spine. “What do you think?”

“I-I don’t know,” I squeaked out. I wanted to believe him, but my cousins told me not to trust anyone until they’re proven not guilty. He could be lying just to cover his a-s because I found out he was the killer. You never know anymore.
He sighed. “Lily, if I really was the killer, don’t you think I would’ve killed you by now since I already knew it was you from the very beginning?”
“I—”
“—Plus, if I already knew those guys were FBI agents don’t think you I would’ve ran away the moment I found out, and not exactly come back?”

I let out a breath I was holding. “You’re right—” The rest of my sentence got cut off when the ringtone I’d set for my cousins started blaring in the now quiet room.

Holding up a finger to Bradlee, silencing him, I reached inside my back pocket, before accepting the call. “Hello?”

“Lily, we have a little bit of situation—” Skylar started speaking before I interrupted him.
“I know, I’m handling it—”
“No, it’s not about Bradlee finding out.”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “Then what is it?”

“We just received another text from the killer.”
My eyes drifted to Bradlee, as they widened in fear. His face soon twisted up in worry, taking a hold of my hand. I smiled down at him, before turning back to my cousins. “What did it say?”
“I-I don’t think you should know, Lily. It’s not—”
“Skylar,” I barked, shutting him up. “Tell me. What did the text say?”

A long silence passed, before I heard Skylar uttered the sentence that almost stopped my heart. “Tell Lily, her little boy toy is going to die.”