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TW: offensive language-angst-break up.

A.N: a chapter from Kyle, Jake's ally, 's pov.

My sole and only fantastic super power I ever dreamt to have as a kid is always the same,

Invisibility..

Now realizing this definitely is my punishment for challenging the master by keeping my sister safe.

He is going after mc's family now.

She stood there with her arms crossed, staring at Jake and not saying anything.

Before I even argue my case, Jake took the phone from my hands and was smashing it under his foot.

All inspiration for my creativity at cussing now hit I can't quite recognize at which point he spoke back:

"Mark does not apologize or acknowledge a mistake. He only sends messeges."

Now his stone cold, formal voice, I confess to have respected before but it never grew on me for all the years I dealt with this man and it surely now added in salt to my fury.

"Are you even hearing yourself now? You are making zero sense except for your same old paranoia that you keep calln.."

" Kyle, enough." Mc Now addressed me. " You know it's for ours and your own good."

It must have taken my full will power to bite down and back on the r-rated creativity.

Girlfriend and boyfriend or whatever they are or who she is. I am to question for her family's safety.

" Let us discuss this once we have made the reservation. " Jake said and handed me a flip phone.

Making a mental note to check on MC's family, I bit my lip and accepted the phone.

I followed both Jake and mc across the highway to the motel.

Mc excused herself to make a phone call while Jake and I entered the motel.

Jake was quiet but less familiar quiet than --I am in soul a polar bear-- quiet.. or perhaps it's me being the familiar --it's about a mistake I made--.

Or screw it!

If master farmed this attitude into me, I should be able to communicate it with a friend.

"Look Jake, you do know better about master than any other, I was wrong and forgot that for a second." I spoke while we waited for the receptionist.

Nodding, Jake rang the bell and said "mind next time when you make stunts against him without my knowledge." That was his response.

Sure I feel remorse but not for telling his bossy ass everything. "No worries, no next time or whatsoever." I replied with a fake smile all the same registering his cold stance starting to give off some disappointment.

He sighed though, finally waving his head and said, a little more open: "I understand where you are coming from. You were protecting your family."

The receptionist showed up while I debated wether to thank him or offer sympathy. I was reminded suddenly that he doesn't have any family. Except for Master but that would be a bigger call for sympathy than no family at all.

He was taking the keys when mc rejoined us. I noticed she seemed pale and sort of taken aback.

I discovered he booked a room for me as he handed me the key.

."I could hitch-hike for a car to the club." I paid awkward apologies

Jake just kept holding the keys however : "it's half past three in the morning now, hitchhike in the morning and be on your way."

I glanced awkwardly at mc and nodded a thank you to Jake ..

"You might as well consider leaving altogether. Make sure it's definite without return. Do you understand?"

Jake pressed urgently.

"Why does he have to do that?" Mc, still pale, asked jake.

"Because he is not of use to mark anymore." Jake eyed mc thoughtfully.

I figured he too have noticed she was oddly pale and in her head.

"Mark guarantees loyalty of his disciples by keeping their families under his radar." Jake, with a hand on her upper arm, explained to mc "even if this text messege checks out as trivial, Kyle's going through with securing his sister's safety is a game changer move."

"did you check on your sister, mc? Is she ok?" I asked.

Mc gave out a resigned sigh and said:"you be careful then, Kyle."

Yes, totally ignoring my question.

"alright then." I exchanged handshakes with both of them. With Jake however I promoted it to a casual hug. He gave out a stiff stance. Nothing unusual except not voicing the infamous request of space.

I thought he even put a hand on my back for a second.

I left the two of them to sort themselves out and headed to my room.

Its lights were dim and walls painted dark shades of blue. I always rather this kind of lighting for when I use my PC for so long.

A lonely chair was in poor shape but the bed mattress was alright, so I accessed my laptop from there.

Hesitant to make myself available online, I opted to only log in to my E-mail.

Josh was one to email me about work with the master, and few from my friend Ada, who used to work for the master.

I scrolled between her emails as I always did. She had gone off the grid in fear of the master's knowledge of our growing relationship.

Or in more accurate words, she refused to have a romance while under Master's influence.

She used Jake's help changing her identity. Jake did give me her new contact "upon her request" he said.

However I wouldn't dare until it's over with the master and both of us are safe.

An email notification just showed. To my cringe, It was from Master.

It contained not one word except for a pdf file. In it was a picture of my mother in her bed, I guessed, in her nursing home.

The shiver that started down my spine grew into a shake from limb to toe in one second. And it wasn't even the only picture there.

There was a photo of Jake sitting with master in a car.

I took deep breaths to get it together as I decided to dig out the metadata behind the two photos for connection.

The appearance of Jake was familiar to me, which made me search further after I found out that two photos were taken at times so close together. Only with my mother's photo beats it by measure of 46 minutes.

I opened Jake's photo again, only to escape examining my mother's photo again, where she lied down senseless. Lifeless..

Zooming in on Jake's face, a thread of blood was hanging visibly from the tip of his eyebrow, looking freshly new. Even newer than his left black eye he must have gotten from his time in prison.

It was after he got chased and finally crashed by master's men.

He didn't need my rescue then at all. In fact. I doubt he ever needed my help.

Master list

T. W: cussing, angst, breaking point.

A. N: part of this chapter was written from Jake's pov but I failed to keep up with Jake's wordings yk😭so I got on with MC 's instead👉🏻👈🏻

I haven't deleted it though so if you are interested let me know and I will scrapp it up and post it and only hope you like it!💐😇

"god dammit!"

I had a comeback to Kyle's sudden cussing no sooner than the car made screeching sounds and completely stopped.

"You needn't cuss after you have had the feul light warning on almost since this ride started. " Jake voiced at him in calm tone,

spontaneously my eye darted to the machinery ahead of Kyle and got Jake's point.

Kyle though seemed irritated with his right leg batting nervously and I instantly recognized Jake's tone was actually his too calm tone.

I looked at Jake and almost regretted my last interrogatory move.

He looked out the window to nowhere in the darkness around us and he was near seething despite his face showing little to no emotion at all.

Well it's obvious it's not just the car.

I sighed and rested back in my seat.

"It doesn't always mean that gas is actually low."

Kyle answered Jake in muffled tone that has no way to compete with Jake's. I saw Jake give him a look that is worse than murderous.

He was choosing flight mode over fighting Kyle and I understand why.

Jake's flight mode is less favorite than his final executed action. But I think I was alone in such case.

I decided to interact "where have you got to with the drive, Jake?"

"It checks out right with mark's statement." He paused and finally answered.

Now he had already chosen the flight mode with me alright.

To think of how much confused and weary he left me feeling with all the secrets of his past, not just the lie about mark? How good would it be to try anger as feeling now?

Anxiety though would always have the win over the anger.

I would rather be just anxious than angry and using My flight mode with Jake because it would involve actual flight ✈️.

I shake my head in a bitter smile.

"What statement?" Kyle asked.

I managed to reply this time.

"No Kyle. This right here and Now is recesse for setting things up and straight and at this point, I can't get my head around to even trust you. "

His fist clenched around the now disabled steering wheel.

" I can't decide to trust in anything either of you say to me. "

They both turned to me. Both in disbelief but Kyle was very defensive and jake in subtle anger but some concern.

Or I wished it there.

"In fact now we all have literal miles to walk so whenever you are ready to tell me where exactly we are heading give me a call." Feeling close to tears I opened the door beside me and exited the car.

The fresh air hit me with that smell of the woods as I walked headlessly, not even looking back to answer Jake's abrupt and miffed question.

Was that how Hannah felt? Alone and lost but somehow a bit hopeful as the dawn nears down..

But at least she had a car then,

I could rather be as much lost as Jennifer.

"Where to, mc?"

I must have tuned out Jake getting out of the car and maybe him calling out for me before he grabbed my arm and made me face him

One look at the car dead by the side of the road and a discreet figure of Kyle in the driver's seat brought me back to the presence.

"I guess I just needed some fresh air." I told Jake as he freed my arms.

I looked back at him and I saw the apple in his throat wiggle as he swallowed and I felt my senses all spring to life.

"We should talk about what happened Tonight."

"Okay." I answered managing a smile.

"what Kyle did, I don't see how we can trust his motives anymore." He started to share.

I must have too late realized he was waiting for me to say the next line. So he recalibrated

: "not for the sudden sister kidnapping situation or his allegiance with us altogether."

What sudden situation?! Kyle let us know mark has his sister from the sister.

"Why are you saying sudden? He told us at the start?"

" No." He replied calmly. "it's because there is no proof of it. is there?"

"This is not his proof to present" I countered.

Mark did the kidnapping or did Kyle kidnap his own sister?

"Was he sent a picture of his sister in captivity ?Did you see it yourself?" He asked in assertive tone, emphasizing each letter.

I just realized I made a mistake. " I believed him." I was tensed by all the suspicious questions but I can't be too surprised by it.

" But that is no where near enough to convince you, is it? " I bickered.

Stiffling back as much as possible erupting disheartenment at him for telling me half truths all the time.

A long pause on Jake's side made me pay attention to him. He looked at loss of words. That is big for Jake.

"I am sorry I missed that sort of detail."

I apologized and explained

"at the time we hardly managed to convince you of our plan,.." "You never had." He interrupted. "bargaining with your safety is something I am never able to get past." I listened and let his words wash over me.

"however, with your will into it, I am necessitated to take precautions and be extremely careful." He continued shaking his head expressively in bewilderment.

I looked down trying to hide my smile as I remembered I always only read his words over and over.

Hearing him now was as mesmerizing as a beautiful melody. He voiced everything, his power and assertion along with honest emotion. Warmth along with honor filled me as I remembered I am one of few select that he could talk like that to.

"But even that I cannot accomplish while you don't let me in on important unfoldings."

Through my infatuation, I looked at him. Carefully checking out if he is upset.

"do you always actually speak like this?" His head turned in something like disappointment and I instantly scolded my everly overbearing curiosity

"like what?"

"like very smart but not too smart to understand." I explained.

"I recognize my own phrasing can take a little getting used to." He muttered.

"I rather always liked it." I told him with a smile.

I extended my hand to feel his.

It was comfortably colder than mine: "now even more so."

He returned my smile oh so shy and sweet.

"thank you for always having my back." I reclaimed line of our conversation.

I realize it even more now I cherish him so much I decided to protect him from the least uncomfortable feelings.

He nodded as he looked towards the car.

"Why did you not tell the news about Kyle's sister?"

"because that would have made you change your mind about going with Kyle's plan." I answered him. Subtly apologetic again.

I went solo with Kyle's information but doesn't he keep me in the dark about countless things?

"Maybe but we certainly would have reached for decision together." The blueness of his eyes now darkened and tainted gold by the faint car light.

Bitterness erupted into me right as I thought of how much under his spell I am.

I felt my heart beats in my throat as the question slid out and off my tongue: "will you ever tell me the truth about you and mark?"

"Right so," I bit back a snap at Kyle for his interruption "just in case neither of you seen it coming, spoiler alert, we have to walk to a motel I found near on the maps."

"What if there isn't?" I asked

"Then, we hitchhike of course"

"fantastic!" Obviously sarcastic.

Dissonance showed in Kyle's movements as he averted his gaze ahead of us:"I will lead the way."

"So,?"

I asked jake again.

"when we get to the motel. I will explain everything."

He kissed my forehead and my eyes burnt despite the cold.

When he got beside me to walk on the edge of the road, my feelings all became hopefull and serene.

I can fight for us.

He gave me his signature heart melting smile as I held his hand and walked by his side.

Not long after we were relieved to see the motel sign that a phone rang.

Kyle realized it's his own phone so he checked it.

We saw Kyle suddenly stop staring, fixatedly at his phone screen.

Jake and I looked at each other and I spoke up:"anything wrong?"

"Mmmm, I think maybe.." he stopped.

"what is it Kyle?!" I snapped at him.

His answer was fast although incomprehensive

" It's mark saying: 'apologies, we got the wrong sister' "