A. H. Wong

Chapter Eight

 

March 12th, 2012

 

Evening

 

"What. The hell. Did you do." Maverick hurls at her girlfriend, her 

anger glowing in her eyes.

 

"I-I didn't...."

 

"You kissed her. You kissed Lily. Kevin told me."

 

"No. No, I didn't. Baby, baby please....Please forgive me, please believe me!"

 

Maverick closed her eyes.

 

"Just...go back to your room, okay? I'm not sleeping with you tonight. Get your stuff."

 

"I-I....Okay."

 

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An Hour Later

 

"I don't like my new therapist, love." Beatrix murmurs, snuggling into Martin's chest. He holds her close, kissing her hair.

 

"Why? I'm doing just fine with him."

 

"H-He...He doesn't really understand, that's all."

 

"Is that because of...."

 

"Yeah. I-I'm....Yeah."

 

"Well....I'm just glad you aren't around that assho-"

 

"Taylor WAS NOT an asshole." Beatrix curls herself into a smaller ball, her head tilting down, facing away from his.

 

Martin groans. "Beatrix, why..."

 

"J-Just please. Please be quiet. Please."

 

"I just don't understand why he spent the night with you. You're MY girlfriend. Not his."

 

"I was crying. I had a nightmare. He stayed because I asked him to." She fights against her voice, working to keep it from flooding with hurt and anger.

 

"Why didn't you just ask me?"

 

"B-Because I...."

 

"I love you, Beatrix. I love you. Don't you love me?"

 

"I-I....I do."

 

"You....You don't sound like you mean it, Beatrix."

 

"I...I DO mean it. I mean it, I mean it. I MEAN IT."

 

She flees, pounding down the hall.

 

Taylor raises his head from his desk.

 

He walks to the door, opening it as her footsteps near.

 

He watches her run by.

 

He closes it, sits down, and starts to write in his notebook.

 

His ink becomes stained.

 

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Meanwhile

 

"Come inside."

 

"You forgive me?"

 

"No. Nor do I believe you."

 

"S-So why...."

 

"I want you to get the rest of your stuff, Janelle. You aren't coming back in here after this. We're through."

 

Janelle starts sobbing, and Maverick doesn't listen to her. She turns to her window, opens it, and leans her head against the bars.

 

Drawers open behind her, rustle of clothing. Soft sobs, choked out from between black-lipstick lips.

 

"I'm sorry, my love." Maverick whispers. "I'm sorry."

 

The door closes behind Janelle as she leaves.

 

Maverick pushes against the bars, but they do not yield to her hands. She falls, the carpet bending beneath her knees. She sags to her right, curling her body against the wall.

 

Broken sobs fill the room.

 

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March 13th, 2012

 

Noon

 

"So. They're over, then?" Kevin says, leaning back against the wall. Lily nods to him, checking routinely around the hallway. Kevin catches her, letting out a laugh. "No worries, chickie. No one's coming here."

 

"I still don't think that was a good idea, Kevin. I-I mean...Maverick and Janelle were the...Were the main couple here. I don't know why-"

 

"You don't need to know, Lily. That's the important part."

 

Lily scooted away from him, her eyes wide. "Y-You told me you'd tell me why if I kissed her!"

 

Kevin blinked at her. "Oh? Did I? Well, I don't remember saying that. Now, hurry along. You'd better get going."

 

"G-Get going? To where?"

 

"Oh, I'm pretty sure that Master John will want to talk to you."

 

Her mouth drops open. "W-What the hell....What the hell did you do?"

 

The intercom buzzes, and all across the Agency's main building, Master John's voice echoes:"LILY WHITE. COME TO MY OFFICE. NOW."

 

She looks at Kevin in fear and hate, before running down the hall.