Missy Beckett Novels & Stories

Beck throws himself into a chair with a huff. "They're having an all-out war about it now. It was too dangerous to hang around, so I came here to hide until the fireworks and nuclear explosions settle. I had no idea children were this difficult." I fight a smile. Beck's instant family is something no one saw coming. Missy shot Beck from the sky when he was parachuting into U.S. Territory. After Beck survived the shot and the rough landing, Ruth fought with her mom to be the one to shoot him again. I'm thankful Missy has a backbone and refused her psychopath child.

*TESSA* About five minutes later,Mathew came out of the bathroom. I immediately went up to him. Even though I was smiling, my tone was extremely hurried as I said, "Mr. Reyes, I'm the accountant from the accounting firm,Tessa Beckett.I have something important to discuss with you. Can you give me five minutes?" Mathew looked very unhappy. "Miss Beckett, I'm here for the charity party tonight. I don't want to talk about anything related to work. I'm sorry."

The door opened. Ethan Mitchel was on the other side. Of course he has his lawyer here. Why did I come alone? His gaze moved over her once before he stepped aside. "Ms. Beckett." "Hello, Ethan." She gave a slight nod, more familiar than formal, and stepped past him. As she passed, he noted the steadiness of her posture, closed the door behind her and left. * * *

"Cause if you are...then I understand. I totally understand. But I'm a friend of 'Mrs. Beckett.' though. Here's my ID, we share the same surname. Family. Okay? You have nothing to worry about." "Well..." she looked at my ID, skeptical. Still skeptical, but then she said. "I want to help sir, but... Mrs. Serena Beckett really isn't here. She got checked out after the accident and is now being treated at the Morris Clinic 6 blocks from here. Mr Beckett's assistant- "Woah, hold on." I cut her off, confused. Laughing lightly. "What? Can you...can you repeat that?" "I said Mrs.Serena Beck-

Tears prickled down her cheeks with her lids closed and head bent. Missy’s anger dissipated and she could only pity her, but if she knew her work is genuine to her why then would she be engage in an action suitable to get her fired. Missy ignored the thought, that’s for her to deal with. She only came here to see her mom and her dad, not wonder why a stranger is careless with her lifestyle. “There is a woman in this room. Kristen Lane, she was a patient admitted in here, where is she?” Missy inquired, now with a calmed voice as she looked down at her awaiting a response.

Beverly Carington "You what?!" Becca asked me in disbelief. "I will move to LA for 1 year." "I can't believe he's that evil." "I cursed him and now God cursed me. It's crazy that he found me all the time." "Don't you think it's time for you to.. you know.. take a rest from this sinful job and have a little life a little?" "What life? I'm dealing with a psychopath." I rolled my eyes.

I picked it up and scanned through the message. ‘MS BECKETT: Monica said you left? Where to? Me: An important meeting. MS BECKETT: Don't lie to me, Captain. Come back now. Me: Can't… besides, aren't you supposed to be sleeping? MS BECKETT: I should be, but right now I'm on a flight to Jersey. Me: What? Turn around. MS BECKETT: No. See you soon, babe.’

Then: “If this is bullshit—” “It’s not,” Beckett cut in. “Look, I’m not trying to win back favors. I’m just trying to stay alive. If the ship sinks, I want to be off it first.” A heavy exhale from the other end. “I’ll handle it.” Click. Beckett lowered the phone, heart pounding, sweat soaking through the collar of his shirt. He stumbled out of the booth, not even noticing the rain beginning to fall. _ Reyes, sitting in the station’s wire room, headset on, listening to a duplicate line through a tap in the burner.

“The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes. Your path led to me and Caleb, and we will show you every day how much we love you. We’ll make up for all the times you felt like you weren’t loved or wanted. We’re going to make you fall in love with living life again. I promise.” “Maggie, I don’t wanna be Bokyun anymore.” I sniffle and wrap my arms around her neck. “I just want to be Beckett from now on.” “Then that’s who you are.” She leans her cheek against my hair. “Just Beckett.”

It chased me back to the expressway! Missy begins hyperventilating. I'm hugging her, telling her to breathe. Seeing the orchard's paper bag on the sink, I dump the apples. As we sit on the floor, I allow her to lay her head on my lap as she breathes into the bag. Finally, calm, she says, "Sorry, Jade, but Tristan's dead." We sit weeping in an embrace, huddled together on the hallway floor. After we cried, I walked Missy to a guest room and tucked her in. I make sure the curtains are closed and her window's locked. I leave her door open so she won't wake up panicking.