CARLY
2 years ago (Carly's point of view)
Regaining possession of the job's information is easy with my sister's impressive mastery of hacking. I couldn't have been happier that she agreed to do this one last time.
I'm getting excited about finishing this pledge and enjoying my retirement. I stop myself from touching my flat belly that houses the growing fetus before my sister Baby questions me. I wish I could tell her I'm pregnant but this might not sit well with her. I don't know how bad she's gonna react if she were to find out that I hooked up with rival retriever. It also doesn't help how Dave gave her a bad impression by trying to get me killed in one of the pledges but we were able to sort it out when our path has crossed and the rest is history. It's not the most romantic love story but its a real one however I will marry Dave not because he has a gorgeous face with a body that can make me wet in seconds, but because he makes an effort to make me stay longer in his arms. I will have this child with him, put up a business and live my long awaited everyday life. We've come a long way to finally have this relationship. I'm glad Dave was able to find this high paying pledge, I can't believe he knows someone in this top level.I drew in a breath and let it settle as boredom encourages me. This is the part I hate the most about my job!
The new adhesive formulated for the prosthetic make up to make me look older is tickling my skin. It's good that I've gotten used to the heavy feeling of the silicon material.
Baby's hands were so gentle, dipping the cotton on the swab and applying it on my skin as if I was a delicate million buck painting being restored.
I took the black cup that had a black straw for me to be able to sip on my cold black coffee because I always feel sleepy on the chair every time she does the blending of the fake wrinkles on the edges lightly.
If she wasn't a retriever, she could be an amazing make-up artist. Hollywood stars would fight over her work.Her thin hands move so gently and quickly like a true ninja. She can make me look like an exact copy of anyone. No one in the business has seen my face and baby 'or even heard our voices.We walked into the game, or should I say, our Aunt Madonna let us join at the perfect time when she had already completed everything required to disguise herself. Our Aunt Madonna has taught us everything there is that needed to survive in this dangerous world.Our job is very intricate, we were trained not to have the slightest detection of inaccuracy. We discovered this the hard way.I remember the first time Baby made me look like her. This was before she was sent to do her training with Astor. I guilt-tripped her into assisting me with a night off, and she was too soft to say no.Baby happily gave in, pressing the flat iron against my natural dark wavy strands and straightening them in one swift motion. She perfectly suited my skin tone, removing the small freckles and elongating my nose.
I was thrilled at the prospect of resembling her, as she was the more attractive one between us. To be honest, I'm not envious. In reality, being related to her makes me proud.
I couldn't wait to have fun and fool around with some hot dude in a club.
I checked the fake ID, stuffed it in my purse, and dashed down the stairs, grabbing the car keys from the holder, but not before pausing to hear my Aunt clear her throat.
I'm nervous, but I shouldn't be concerned about my sweat because Baby had sprayed an enormous amount of antiperspirant, causing me to cough, which is intended to keep the silicon from sliding on my skin.I can't talk too much because Baby's voice was so much different from mine. We haven't discovered voice manipulation at this point yet.Tapping her mug in her hands as she comes close to me! "I gotta go Aunt Madonna, need to pick up something quick," I rambled nervously as I made my way to the door.
I was determined to leave the house for one night just to get a break from my Aunt's torture training. I was young and stupid, thinking I could trick my way out of her clutches, but the moment I touched the door knob, I was trapped. A mug is thrown at it close enough to hit my face.
"You both ought to know not to mess with me, especially you Carly"-her features were calm."What? How did you know I was Carly "shock was plastered on my face. I immediately removed the fake nose attached to my skin in a hard stretched movement.
"It's the color of your eyes. How can you forget to wear contacts?
This just shows, you and your sister are both amateurs. You won't survive out there" Aunt Madonna says with such a soft taunting voice.
Aunt Madonna then calls out Baby's name in a way calling out your pet for a meal."Get down here now Baby, I know you're up there listening" Aunt Madonna's voice was still calm but had a deeper taunting flare.Baby's slow footsteps descending can be heard from where we are.As she walks trembling, taking her sweet time to stand next to me. She kept her eyes on the floor. Seeing her do this had an effect on me that made me also look down on the floor.
We've lived with our aunt Madonna long enough to know that her calm manners shown to us as of the moment are not to be messed with. In response to her order, we knelt and stretched out our hands, giving each of my hands 50 lashes. Aunt Madonna is aware of the possible permanent injury she could sustain during Baby's programming training while she is getting hers on her arms.That night, we not only earned those marks, but we also earned no sleep until the next day. We spent three weeks in pain with all of the injuries and managed to do the same training.
My Aunt had always treated Baby delicately, making her think I was the favorite one, and I let out a surprised chuckle remembering that incident. She is the Baby in this gang.Baby pauses from patching the tiny bits of silicon, she lifts her arm, putting her left hand on her waist, and looks at me with her peeved expression like she usually does."Will you stop messing around Carly, whatever your vagina is daydreaming about should just wait later. "" You're just jealous because you've never tasted a dick," I wanted to say to her, but I didn't bother answering because I know she's focused on getting the perfect imitation look she's always bragging about to me.I look in the mirror and once again I'm disguised as an overweight lady wrinkled up dressed in black corporate attire.
Perfect again for the role of the annual auditor for the company. Men on the job don't take a second look at my appearance, and some are simply afraid of being audited. That's why they try to avoid me at all costs. This is a substantial advantage.
I pressed the hem of my black skirt, tucking the back of my long sleeve collared top and finally matching it with a black coat tweed material.I grabbed my bag and walked up to Baby before she could say anything. I gave her a long tight hug back. It didn't take a minute before I felt her chest heaving and a loud sob broke our hug.
"You truly have an ugly face. How are you going to meet men out there," I say, with a huge smile plastered on my face.Baby didn't talk but kept on crying because this was our last time before we could see or talk to each other again."I'm going to miss you too. Promise me that you'll send out a message every year, not a day later, or else I'll think something happened, and I'll come and find you, "I said, putting both of my hands on her cheeks. Her tears just wont stop and if I stay any longer, I would probably balling when I can feel myself getting emotional. I straighten my body and hugged her.She nods her head, resting it on my chest while she gives another tight hug. I felt her soak my top and that was enough for me to get going and start clear my head from all these emotions for the pledge.
That message will be in an advertisement containing Bible verses used as codes with our initials.
The initials are for us to know who it's from and where it is from.
Our Aunt made us memorize the Bible by heart so that we could use it for our secret messages. She's been in hiding for the past 10 months and this is how she'd let us know that she's okay. Where she is if we need her. We have been used to this kind of set up for years. In five years' time, she will see me. It'll be with a husband and kid.
"See you soon my baby sister." I say this to myself, a promise I must keep.
I hopped in the rental car and drove fast away from her before she could see me cry. If I drive at this speed, it'll only take me an hour to get to the target. The faster I get the job done, the earlier we get to freedom.You know what to do... Click on the stars please and vote for you girl! Fun Chapters up ahead.
BABYPRESENTA white flare and cheese-like smell wake me up. My lids weren't heavy. I'm able to open them elegantly. A familiar lady in white prompting my brain with a serotonin drug whiffing a bottle of it for me to inhale some more.My heart raised for I couldn't help but feel something nostalgic but I know better than to react harshly to what I'm feeling with my current situation. I look around on my surrounding, I see a huge window, a radio next to it playing an old school song from my childhood. I'm placed on what looks like a custody room. Moving my body up on a sitting position I find myself on a comfy bed with blue bedsheets just like my old bedroom from our first house.The lady earlier offers me water to drink, taking the cup that had stickers exactly like the one my father had bought me. The water tasting like watermelon as a drop slips on my lips. Strange but this was the same refreshment we used to drink back when my mother was still living. I wiped my lips slowly wit
BABY Not in a million years would I ever have thought that I would be in a condition of being confined. Not after being so good at what we do, never failing at any pledges. This is such an unprecedented experience. where did I make a mistake? I thought back hard, even if I was slacking, it was only minor. As I wait to feel my body's sensation come back and so as all my questions rush through my head. As long as Carly and Aunt Madonna are safe, I should be okay. I reassure myself, thinking everything will be fine. Perhaps I'll let them torture me for a while and just give in to anything they want me to be, a spy or an enemy of the state or a terrorist or whatever they call it these days. It doesn't matter. Once I'm settled in one of the cells, all I have to do now is wait for Carly to discover my whereabouts. From there, devising a plan for my prison break should be simple. Shit, I just sent the message that I'm fine; I have a year to wait for her rescue, and who knows what the
BABY'S POINT OF VIEW Depriving my sight was never done, although my hands are bound in the car by built-in cuffs. These cuffs aren't the usual design they might look thin and flimsy, I have noticed how every hard tug it becomes tighter around my skin. I'm glad I am driven to a location with no blindfold. This man shows me exactly how to get to where we are going. It just goes to show this is not his first time and he is very confident that I will not be alive if I attempt to escape. I need to start calculating his next move fast If I want to get out of here alive. One thing is for sure, he is a savage. Arrogant Savage. The secret roads have tons of high-tech disguises that camouflage the pathway to wherever we're going. I am very familiar on how to disengage this, enough to confuse them for about fifteen minutes. He is showing me or more like challenging me to try to get out of this illusion maze. This is a mistake on his part in underestimating my capabilities. I happen to t
BABY'S POINT OF VIEWThe smell of burnt wood filled the room the moment the door opened. It's somewhat sour from the chemical involved making me cough. Certain parts of this enormous mansion are still on fire and you could hear the crackling pine burning, suggesting that the arson occurred just a few hours ago. While the smoke could be seen for miles, the camouflage device would conceal everything.He made his men use a fire squelching agent to separate half of the smoke. There's also a grey sand-like material being thrown to pave the way in the mansion, disipating the black smoke.I look back as I hear more vehicles and see loaded trucks with the same powdery substance backing in, so it seems that his whole team came in prepaid for this plan.When we moved forward in the mansion. Me following his footstep, I didn't realize how broad his shoulders were, his built we're define giving his attire a more intimidating vibe.My eyes were teary as we walk in more and my cough seemed to pop i
CHARLES I haven't felt excited in a long time, but having Baby as my new toy gives me a new game this season. I wonder how long she would last with me. I have never met anyone, let alone a woman who was able to snap out of that Dream engine so quickly. Who is this girl? What is she? It would have been so much fun if she had stayed in there for a few more minutes before I could reach that damn lab. I would have taken her subconscious to a different level. The way she screamed gave me the push. I could keep murdering and fucking her in that trance without killing her. The thirst for that thrill is rising fast. I wouldn't have believed she's a retriever if she didn't come out of that trance so fast. I wanted to laugh at her face when she thought she got captured by the government. She really must be doing a lot of work for the different low ranking mafia agency but with that type of skills she could be easily identified in a much bigger deal. Whoever said bad guys couldn't win,
Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more? As expected, these questions are only answered when it's too late. As for my luck tries to avoid me, my regrets wasn't the same. Regret said hello the minute I took the gun and aim it at Charles's head. I hear all his men guns' elegant cocking ready to fire at me. I'm surrounded by his men. I look around for a possible way out, but the only exit is behind Charles and so many of his men blocking it. The pressure is real, I feel my sweat dripping more, His eyes were so bright and his wide m
Baby Five newly bald shave men wearing black jumpsuits were kneeling on the field, I can't see their faces for their back are turned however anyone can see that their bodies are trembling uncontrollably. These people don't have their hands bound in any way, with their built they can fight back or flee. I'm confounded as to why they chose to stay still as Charles' men are nowhere to be found to deter them. As I look closer, there's a tiny illuminating bar code on their nape that appeared also along with the rest of the codes and panels on the plain white wall that can only be seen once the contact lenses are used. "Who are they?" I asked, finally breaking my silence. as I still can't believe this is all happening to me. What does Charles have on them. "These were the same people who paid you to steal from me." Charles voice had a taunting hint, as he continues to talk he gives out small chuckles in between, showing excitement that he has caught us all. "See, I'm supposed to be s
Baby Has it really only been eight days since I've loss control over my life? As I lay in this tub, flashes of Charles forcing me to participate in an act against my will haunts me. I just want to stay in the water until all the pain washes away. I've tried to get up but my body just wants to stay in the water. Pain. Is all I feel, I try to shut things out but everything just keeps coming back. My body has been flipped on the table, my stomach smack on the surface, and I feel the sharp edge of the table digging in on my thighs, Charles has spread my legs, his body in between, keeping it wide apart, I feel a hard slap on my butt cheek before he caress it, I feel him put his thumb touching my butt hole's ring before fully inserting it, I start squirming and wiggling my way as the feeling is uncanny. I heard him yell making me stop as he pulls my hair, I felt my whole head burn as he yanks it hard. "Baby I'm being considerate, did you know this is the best position in losing your v